Chapter 1728: Eon Artifact, Soul Slaying Sword Chapter 1728: Eon Artifact, Soul Slaying Sword Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Eon artifacts could cut off soul imprints, enough to make any peak expert fear them.
“An eon artifact?” Braydon Neal smiled faintly.
“I have one too!” Swoosh! The Soul Slaying Sword was unsheathed. It was a long, slanted sword, pitch-black all over, emitting a faint cold light. Everyone fell silent, staring at the Soul Slaying Sword—the leader’s weapon. Braydon held the Soul Slaying Sword in his hand. A black shadow erged from the sword, slowly taking shape like a real person! He knelt down in front of Braydon and said in a hoarse voice, “Master!” The Soul Slaying Sword’s artifact spirit—a terrifying existence.
“Little Seven!” Braydon looked at him and whispered. There were eight Soul Slaying Swords, but now only this one remained. It was ranked seventh.
“I can sense their presence!” said the artifact spirit of Soul Slaying Sword.
Braydon nodded slightly. When the opportunity ca, he would naturally retrieve his forr weapons.
Chadwick Neal warned, “Although the eon artifact is strong, it will display different power in different people’s hands.
The situation outside is chaotic.
I beg all the ancestors to stay in the race!” Braydon and the others smiled indifferently at this. If they were willing to settle down, they wouldn’t have chosen to leave Earth. Since they had co to the starry sky, they had to face all the unknown dangers bravely. Everyone was ntally prepared for this outco!
Chief Green Lotus looked at Luther Carden and probed, “There’s one more thing that I need to discuss with the ancestors.
The final competition of the human race’s Prodigy Tournant is about to begin.
I took the liberty to register your nas!” “No worries, I just happen to want to see this batch of geniuses,” Braydon said, not minding at all.
Instantly, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the leader agreed, there would be no problem.
Braydon changed the topic and said softly, “Everyone has been working hard for the race day and night.
You have worked hard for tens of thousands of years and strived for the future of the race.
I think Luther and the others should be able to share so of the pressure for you.
What do you think?” This was Braydon’s purpose for coming here. It was ti for the power of the race to change. As soon as he said that, everyone’s expression turned solemn. Since ancient tis, how many n did not like to hold great power in their hands? The n ruled, and the won took care of the family.
“The return of all the ancestors ans that they should be in charge of the race’s affairs again!” Chadwick said bluntly.
“That’s for the best,” Braydon nodded lightly and turned to leave. There was no need to say anything else. Luther would naturally do what he needed to do next. Moreover, there was no need to settle the old scores from his previous life. If those people were forced into a corner and acted out of desperation, the strength of the Northern Army sons would not be able to stop any peak experts.
From that day onwards, the higher-ups of the human race received the news. The core authority of the race was about to change. One of the most important figures was the forr Ancestor Luther. The news of his return shocked many people. At the sa ti, there were no objections to the decision of the race. Ancestor Luther regaining power had already made many cultivators excited.
In the following ti, Braydon lived in his small courtyard and rarely went out. The small courtyard and wooden house could accommodate many people. Tobey Lapras and Colton Jansky often ca over to play chess with Braydon.
On this day, Braydon sat in the pavilion and played chess with Colton. “How many mories of my previous life have you accepted?” he asked softly.
“Not much, just one percent,” Colton replied with a bitter expression. They wanted to accept all the mories of their previous lives, but it was almost impossible to do so in a short period of ti.
“In my previous life, you were known as the leader of the five lords.
Be careful when you do things,” Braydon said softly.
“I know, you’re so wishy-washy!” Colton rolled his eyes. He was the Bright Lord in his previous life, the leader of the five lords. As for Tobey, he was Lord Whitlow, one of the five lords.
The Bright Lord was Colton, the Frost Lord was Laird Xenos, Lord Lindquist was Cole Colbie, Lord Whitlow was Tobey, and the last Lord McAvoy, known as the Soul Severing Sword, was Yuri Qualls.
The five lords were all in the Northern Army, and their identities were unmistakable. Besides the five lords, so old friends were now by Braydon’s side. Braydon looked at his younger brother and said softly, “After the soul’s mories are restored, everyone’s cultivation will enter a leap period.
The mories of their previous lives will be transford into the realm of this life.
The speed of cultivation is not sothing that ordinary people can compare to.” “I’m not Luke.
He doesn’t cultivate all day, but I’m very diligent!” Colton boasted, as if seeking credit.
However, in Braydon’s eyes, the three great calamities of the Northern Army were the sa. Braydon looked at Tobey, who had gotten a little black dog out of nowhere and was walking it in his yard. He was speechless.
“You weren’t so unreliable in your previous life!” “Why not?” Tobey retorted.
“When will Luke co back?” he asked, walking the black puppy.
“I’ll treat him to dog at!” “Can this little black dog produce 100 grams of at?” Colton, upon hearing about food, turned his head to look at the black puppy and imdiately rolled his eyes.
The two brothers chatted. Braydon put down the last black piece and said softly, “In another year, Luke will co from the Northern Stellar Realm.
At that ti, the Prodigy Tournant will officially begin.
I have a feeling that I will et an old friend this ti!” “So what if you et a defeated opponent in your previous life?” Colton looked at the chessboard bitterly.
He did not expect to lose again. None of them cared about their opponents from their previous lives. Everyone in the world was an enemy and a defeated general. If he could defeat them once, he could kill them a second ti. Colton had the confidence that belonged to them!
Braydon shook his head helplessly. He returned to his room and sat cross-legged on a futon. He had obtained this special futon on the island last ti. Braydon sat down and closed his eyes to ditate, entering cultivation mode. Not long ago, he had broken through to the eternal realm in the trial world.
However, the eternal realm was undoubtedly at the bottom of the competition. The Northern Stellar Realm Competition set the standard. Before Braydon left, there were already ten path-returning realm participants. In the next year or so, Mayfly and the other cultivators at the great fulfillnt of the eternal realm would likely break through due to the intense competition!
At that ti, there would be at least 30 to 50 path-returning realm cultivators. That was only the Northern Stellar Realm.
How many path-returning realm geniuses would participate in the competition among the 10,008 galaxies in the human territory?
Above the path-returning realm was the nirvana realm! Above nirvana was the spirit body realm. There would definitely be geniuses participating in this three-stage competition. Even spirit body realm cultivators might appear. In comparison, Braydon’s eternal realm cultivation was indeed low. The cruelest thing was that they were at the bottom.
Braydon entered his perfect little world. As he ascended to the eternal realm, the space within the minor world began to change once more. The entire world expanded ten tis.
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