Chapter 1122: Art Suppressing the Mortal Realm

Chapter 1122: Art Suppressing the Mortal Realm

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Braydon Neal’s right hand was behind his back, and his left hand slightly moved as he looked at the national fate above his head turning into a calamity.

In an instant, the torrential rain turned into swords, and the national fate turned into a blade.

The national fate transformed into a calamity, the heavenly blade.

Swish!

There was a total of seven national fate swords fiercely descending.

The power of this national fate calamity surpassed the calamity Braydon encountered on Mount Tanish last year.

Braydon remained fearless, his left hand subtly moving as the power of the national fate spread, forming a war blade.

In Braydon’s palm, a heavenly blade appeared!

Heavenly blade against heavenly blade!

Braydon rose into the air, facing the seven national fate swords, softly saying, “A blade inherently holds the power to slaughter all things in the world!”

The blade rose.

A radiant light emanated from Braydon’s forehead as he borrowed the power of the surrounding world, transforming it into a blade in his hand.

The blade swung, slashing through the vast expanse.

The seven heavenly blades formed from the national fate calamity were shattered by a single swing of Braydon’s blade.

Braydon’s left hand was holding the invisible heavenly blade, and he remained completely unaffected by the national fate calamity, standing proudly in the dark night, allowing the torrential rain to fall on him. He said softly, “A national fate spanning five thousand miles has turned into a calamity, is this all the damage it can do?”

King Braydon seemed to be provoking the heavens.

If the heavens had a spirit and were angered, that would be heavenly wrath!

If the heavens were angered, all things in the human world would be treated as worthless.

Braydon stood on the altar, challenging the heavens with his words, showing no respect whatsoever.

Because he knew in his heart that even if he were to kneel down today, the calamity that came from the national fate would not spare him.

The national fate turning into a calamity had become a deadly disaster.

How could Braydon compromise?

At the moment he grasped the heavenly blade, he was already prepared to resist the calamity that came from the national fate.

The national fate spreading over five thousand miles transformed into a great calamity.

In an instant, the power of the national fate surged, shrouding Braydon’s head.

Seventy-two heavenly blades formed instantly, descending from the sky.

The number of heavenly blades increased several times.

Braydon held a blade in his left hand, and his right hand slowly opened, both hands holding the blade, rising into the sky. Accompanied by the release of mental power from his forehead, he borrowed the power of the world to resist the national fate swords.

Seventy-two heavenly blades descended from the sky, capable of breaking through anything.

However, Braydon had no intention of defending himself. With a single swing of his blade, accompanied by the great power of heaven and earth, the blade shattered through the layers of dark clouds.

Seventy-two heavenly blades surrounded Braydon.

Braydon held the blade in both hands like lightning, using the blade to break through all laws.

The national fate swords continued to be shattered by Braydon’s bladed attacks.

Also known by Old Devil Yanagi and others as the martial arts banished immortal.

Braydon’s slender body emitted a dazzling white light, shooting out from the top of his head, piercing through the dark night, and breaking through thousands of layers of dark clouds.

In the white light, a naked young man slowly walked out.

He had snow-white hair, a slender figure, and a clear face, identical to Braydon’s appearance.

The banished immortal appeared!

He was immaculate, like a youthful deity that appeared ethereal.

He slightly bowed to Braydon, appearing as if he were made entirely of light, softly opening his mouth with a voice that was ethereal yet indifferent, saying, “The art suppresses the mortal realm!”

The banished immortal, compared to before, had undergone changes.

He himself was the peak achievement of the martial art civilization.

With one step, radiance encompassed everything.

Lifting his left hand, he virtually supported the heavens and the earth.

The descending thousand heavenly blades halted in an instant.

Not a single blade fell!

The martial art techniques the banished immortal employed were all arts.

The lineage of martial arts was terrifying and fearsome.

Those god-like methods were something martial artists of the ancient martial lineage couldn’t compare to.

The banished immortal, using his own power, fought against the thousand heavenly blades formed by the calamity from the national fate.

Meanwhile, Braydon absorbed the power of the national fate with both hands.

The national fate power spreading over five thousand miles was continuously absorbed by Braydon at a terrifying speed.

This method of absorption.

All the old folks from the Alpha Empire who came one after another were terrified.

Because those who bore the national fate would attract more terrifying national fate, indicating a more formidable potential.

And now, Braydon had attracted waves of national fate. The largest range of national fate coverage reached five thousand miles in the dark night.

How could people from the Alpha Empire not despair!

This terrifying power of national fate, covering five thousand miles, had turned into a great calamity.

If Braydon succeeded tonight.

How would the Alpha Empire replace him in the future?

Because within the empire, there was simply no one like this genius, and no one could carry five thousand miles of national fate.

Looking at the world, how many people could carry five thousand miles of national fate?

Since there was no one, it would be impossible to replace Braydon in the empire.

Braydon had to finish what he started, and he had to see to its completion.

The national fate spreading over five thousand miles, in just a moment, had its area reduced by half.

The thousand heavenly blades confined by the banished immortal lost the support of power and instantly dispersed.

The great calamity from the national fate faintly showed signs of dispersing.

Braydon absorbed its power like a whale swallowing water.