HBWnovel Chapter 1344: New Divine Level Expert
Chapter 1344: New Divine Level Expert
Chapter 1344: New Divine Level Expert
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Heavenly Mountain and Kylo, the most enigmatic entities, remained silent, declining to dispatch emissaries.
Old Devil Yanagi, in a gradual motion, shook his head.
“The Sovereign Lord is stationed at Heavenly Mountain, ensuring its safeguarding. He’s unlikely to intervene.”
“Why?”
A wave of incredulity rippled through the assembly, their collective disbelief palpable.
They all recalled how a millennium ago, it was the Seventh Sovereign Lord of Heavenly Mountain that had delivered them from peril.
Now, a millennium later, they harbored hopes that Heavenly Mountain would once again quell the 3,000 ruins, akin to its previous intervention.
Yet, in this epoch, they were bound to fail.
Heavenly Mountain owed them nothing.
A thousand years prior, the Seventh Sovereign Lord, renowned for her unparalleled benevolence, had exchanged her life for a millennium of peace.
But what had transpired in that span of time?
For a millennium, they had been ensnared in ceaseless conflict, with martial arts languishing and warfare enduring.
Despite the passage of a millennium, martial arts remained stagnant, leaving the burden of perpetual turmoil for the next generation to bear.
“What?” Another elder furrowed his brow. “If the Heavenly Mountain Sovereign Lord refrains from intervention, who shall impede the aborigines?”
“While the Heavenly Mountain sect opts for a stance of non-interference, what of the Kylo branch?”
All present, well-versed in the intricacies of Hansworth’s clandestine forces, were acquainted with the likes of Heavenly Mountain, Mount Kylo, Mount Karawu, among others—domains inhabited by peerless beings.
Why then did they abstain from action?
The golden-haired elder from the Alpha Empire spoke in hushed tones, “Your country’s King Braydon Neal is the direct heir of the masters of Heavenly Mountain and Kylo. Now, their young master is trapped in the 16th ruin. Do they truly intend to offer no aid?”
“It’s been ten months since Braydon entered the 16th ruin,” Finley Yanagi added softly, casting a searching glance over the assembly.
Each elder present surpassed Braydon in age, with many even older than Graham Neal.
Three thousand ruins lay scattered, yet only the 16th ruin bore the brunt of a fierce conflict.
Only the Northern Army men stood firm against the aboriginal adversaries.
Meanwhile, outside the turmoil persisted.
Within the 16th ruin, Braydon remained secluded within Star Tower for five years, totaling sixty months.
Five years of isolation equated to six months in the outside world.
The artifact spirit released Braydon from seclusion, indicating that his cultivation had reached the point required by the artifact spirit.
Above a small mountain, a white-robed youth emerged, gazing calmly toward Zunde Royal City, three thousand miles away.
However, a sudden and formidable energy surged, signaling someone’s attempt to ascend to the divine realm.
The question lingered: who was attempting this breakthrough?
The rapid advancement seemed improbable for the men of the Northern Army.
Moving from the emperor realm to the divine realm in just a few months was implausible.
In an instant, Braydon traversed 3,000 miles to arrive at Donta Imperial City, showcasing a remarkable enhancement in his mastery of the space path after his seclusion.
In the southeast of Zunde Royal City, a breakthrough was underway, but it wasn’t initiated by the men of the Northern Army; it was Xetsa Yeza, a woman of remarkable beauty and once the leading priest of the Oracle Palace among the ten Divine Priests.
Trapped in the emperor realm for countless years, she had finally broken through.
The transition from emperor to divine was rare.
On the city walls of Zunde Royal City, the sons of the Northern Army stood solemnly, observing as Xetsa’s breakthrough unfolded in the sky, manifesting as a cascading waterfall of spiritual energy descending from above.
All the vitality and true essence in Xetsa’s body converged above her head, gradually forming a divine pill.
The pill, entirely blood-red, exuded a vast and majestic power, signifying the completion of the divine pill.
This marked her initial stride toward divine status.
The next phase involved transitioning the imperial path into the divine path, a daunting challenge that deterred many.
Should she falter at this juncture...
Braydon arrived, casting a soft gaze toward the distant girl.
“From the moment I laid eyes on you, I sensed the latent vitality power within you. The divine priests of the Oracle Palace delved into secret vitality cultivation, alongside martial arts.”
“Dual cultivation, Xetsa. Your ambition surpasses even Rayha Qhobela,” Braydon remarked casually to his acquaintance.
Traversing both martial arts and ancient martial arts cultivation, Xetsa’s potential for extraordinary battle prowess depended on her success in ascension to the divine realm.
As anticipated, after Xetsa ingested the divine pill, dark clouds amassed in the sky, coalescing like a colossal sponge, with even a massive bolt of lightning descending from their midst.