HBWnovel Chapter 1375: Moonless Night
Chapter 1375: Moonless Night
chapter 1375: moonless night
editor: endlessfantasy translation
“the three beings you birthed are locked in battle nearby. without their protection, your demise is assured,” the demon peach tree stated, its tone devoid of warmth.
if braydon neal were to be killed, the three banished immortals would dissipate without a word.
“then tonight, you die first,” braydon retorted, his voice devoid of emotion.
before he could finish, braydon’s ebony locks swirled in the gusts, his voice echoing through the wilderness, “spirit summoning art. summon my true self.”
what was this true self?
where were the memories of the remnant soul hidden?
why had his bloodline yet to stir?
they were once integral parts of him, and now, it was time to reclaim them.
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braydon unleashed the spirit summoning art, forcibly awakening his bloodline and seeking to rouse the vestiges of memory.
boom!
a torrential surge emanated from braydon’s form, ancient energies billowing forth, shrouding the 8th ruin in a veil of potent blood qi.
under the moonless sky, all were astounded as braydon unveiled his true nature, his hair whipping wildly in the wind as if possessed.
his once pitch-black eyes underwent a transformation in the darkness.
“peculiar eyes!” gasped the peach tree, horror etched in its voice.
braydon’s pupils shifted, a second iris materializing within his gaze.
a second magatama pupil emerged.
it was merely the beginning.
the third, the fourth!
then came the fifth... seventh, eighth, ninth!
nine-eyed dual-pupils!
that seemed to be the limit.
after reaching this threshold, one would expect it to halt.
yet, after the ninth pupil, an unexpected twitch occurred, followed by another.
the tenth pupil.
even in this ultimate state, there were further alterations.
jaromir neal could feel the tumult in the 8th ruin within the spirit sea.
constantine siegel and the others had sensed it too!
“the thirteenth’s pupils remain intact!” exclaimed jaromir, his face alight with joy, as he ripped through space, hurtling toward the scene.
his expression remained serene, his technique breaking down all power into its fundamental components, merging them together.
in front of braydon, a wisp of primordial chaos qi materialized.
“thirteen?” jaromir exclaimed, once again taken aback.
these weren’t the ten-eyed dual-pupils of the thirteenth master!
jaromir understood the thirteenth master’s abilities well enough to recognize the disparity.
braydon’s ten-eyed dual-pupils weren’t inherited from the thirteenth master; they were a product of his own bloodline.
and now, braydon’s bloodline power surpassed that of the thirteenth master.
the existence of the first-generation figures alone was testament to this fact.
braydon’s formidable prowess underscored why the remnant soul of the thirteenth master couldn’t assert dominance over braydon’s consciousness. it would have been akin to usurping someone else’s body, but braydon’s body was off-limits.
the first-generation figure within his bloodline served as ample protection for braydon.
furthermore, the fragment of the thirteenth master’s soul had fused with braydon’s body, yet no memories had surfaced over the years. this was because the remnant soul had been swiftly subdued by the first-generation figure within braydon’s innate bloodline, confined to the depths and unable to cause any disturbance.
“fascinating,” braydon mused, his assessment of the ten-eyed dual-pupils nothing short of intriguing.
even with jaromir’s arrival, braydon paid him no heed.
the divine-level figures in the vicinity found themselves powerless against the might of the ten-eyed dual-pupils, collapsing one by one.
wherever the dual-pupils gazed, divine-level entities stood no chance of resistance.
thirteen strands of primordial chaos qi floated in the air, each resembling a fine strand of hair. the surrounding space buckled under their presence, unable to withstand their potency.
in a startling move, braydon, this enigmatic figure, parted his lips and drew the strands of primordial chaos qi into his mouth.
the onlookers were stunned.
“what are you doing, thirteen?” jaromir exclaimed, shocked by braydon’s actions.
“damn it, you’re insane!” raged the artifact spirit.
the notion of consuming primordial chaos qii was unfathomable.
who would dare to ingest something so fundamental to the world’s creation?
primordial chaos qi represented the primordial essence from which all life emerged. consuming it would unravel the very fabric of existence within the body, dismantling the cultivated paths and shattering the foundations of life itself.
even the three banished immortals watched with grave expressions as braydon swallowed the primordial chaos qi, then settled into a cross-legged position, eyes closed in meditation.
the strands of primordial chaos qi defied refinement, incapable of harnessing any inherent power. yet, braydon skillfully directed them into his bones.
initially, his bones housed the blood of origin, an essential component of his power. with 206 bones in the human body, each requiring refinement into true essence, this process represented the culmination of an emperor’s might.
however, braydon opted for a radical transformation, changing his true essence power, akin to stealing the sun and altering the moon’s course.
as a wisp of primordial chaos qi permeated his bones, braydon swiftly dispersed the true essence power, effectively dismantling his foundational strength.
this move was tantamount to uprooting one’s very essence.
slowly coalescing into a singular point, the thirteen strands of primordial chaos qi seamlessly melded into his bone structure.