The Strongest War God

Chapter 1376: Welcome One Person Back



Chapter 1376: Welcome One Person Back

chapter 1376: welcome one person back

editor: endlessfantasy translation

braydon neal’s eyes flickered back to their normal state, and the imposing figure behind him seamlessly merged back into his form.

yet, the space within the 8th ruin had already collapsed across tens of thousands of miles, leaving half of the world in ruins.

an inexplicable equilibrium settled in; the destruction ceased, yet no automatic restoration followed.

it resembled the human body itself, resilient enough to endure grievous wounds yet unable to heal on its own.

half of the 8th ruin lay in ruins, all thanks to the figure’s intervention.

“thirteen, are you okay?” jaromir neal approached, concern evident in his voice.

“i’m fine,” assured braydon, his mind now teeming with additional memories.

memories of the thirteenth master.

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memories of his bloodline heritage.

the former comprised a mere 10% of the total, while the latter claimed the lion’s share of 90%.

closing his ten-eyed dual-pupils momentarily, braydon reopened them, the ten magatama spinning as if unveiling the passage of time itself.

it was a technique reminiscent of the thirteenth master’s dual-pupil method.

plants bloomed and withered before his eyes.

“back then, the thirteenth master’s ten-eyed dual-pupils delved directly into the path of time. he possessed the ability to manipulate the heavens and wilt all that lay before him. truly, a force to be reckoned with,” recounted braydon, sharing insights into the thirteenth master’s ocular technique.

it was worth noting that time cultivation ranked among the most arduous of the 3,000 paths, with space cultivation following closely behind. the thirteenth master’s eye technique delved directly into the path of time itself.

it was already immensely daunting, yet braydon’s version seemed even more daunting.

jaromir lapsed into a prolonged silence. he did not expect braydon to not inherit the thirteenth master’s ten-eyed dual-pupils. braydon had instead spontaneously awakened his own eye technique.

meanwhile, deep within the spirit sea’s core region, a solemn voice reverberated from a palace nestled on an island.

“our ancestor has decreed our departure from the spirit sea to greet a returning individual at the 8th pond!”

a gleaming golden card emerged from the palace’s depths, swiftly intercepted by a waiting figure.

a burly middle-aged man knelt reverently, receiving the order. throughout the island, numerous figures of importance stirred, perturbed by the unexpected summons from the ancestor, who resided in seclusion at the core of spirit sea.

the last time such an edict was issued was during thirteen’s ordeal, thirty years prior.

the fact that another decree had been issued after such a long interval stirred profound curiosity and concern among the island’s denizens.

such a prospect was utterly unacceptable to braydon.

remington’s expression darkened, mirrored by the grim faces of the hundred individuals behind him.

“no one may defy the ancestor’s orders,” remington reminded sternly.

all clan members were bound by the ancestral decrees; disobedience would invite severe consequences, even for the ancestor’s direct descendants.

the spirit sea neal family’s ten-thousand-year history was rife with stringent rules, crucial for corralling the family’s prideful members.

strict regulations were especially vital for nurturing the arrogant geniuses, shaping them into formidable individuals.

throughout the years, only thirteen had dared to flout the ancestor’s wishes, thanks to his ten-eyed dual-pupils, a symbol of unparalleled prodigiousness coupled with the ancestor’s favor.

for such individuals, family rules held less significance, as their future achievements were destined to surpass even the ancestor’s, safeguarding the family.

while some may have harbored objections, the future accomplishments of a ten-eyed dual-pupiled individual were bound to elevate them into a formidable protector of the family, repaying any youthful stubbornness or frivolity many times over.

they would be once youthful and carefree, sheltered by their family’s protection.

however, as they matured and grew stronger, they were expected to shoulder the burden of the family and serve as its guardians.

“sir, braydon’s circumstances are somewhat unique. i...” jaromir hesitated, his brow furrowing.

“jaromir, you’ve spent too long outside. have you forgotten the family’s regulations?” remington’s frown deepened as he addressed jaromir, prompting him to lower his head and release a sigh.

“i understand. the ancestor’s commands are the family’s commands. all family members must adhere to them.”

“it’s good that you understand. bring braydon and accompany me into the spirit sea. we shall return to the family and meet the ancestor,” remington’s decisive words settled the matter.

yet, they seemed to overlook the fact that no one could compel braydon to comply.

simultaneously, braydon had no desire to provoke conflict with the family.

they shared the same lineage and bloodline; the neal family’s blood coursed through their veins.

braydon harbored no animosity toward them, especially considering jaromir’s past assistance, which had left a positive impression.

“in the future, when i venture into the spirit sea, i will naturally pay a visit to the family,” braydon stated calmly.

“the first instance of disobeying the ancestor’s decree can be attributed to youthful indiscretion, but a repeat offense is a grave mistake!”

a burly middle-aged man stepped forward behind remington, delivering a stern reprimand.

the family’s ancestor held a supreme position, and none dared to flout their directives.

the ancestor’s command for braydon’s return was considered an honor.

however, braydon’s repeated refusals cast a pall over the atmosphere, thickening with tension.


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