Chapter 1628 Don't Dare to Go Home

Chapter 1628: Don’t Dare to Go Home Chapter 1628: Don’t Dare to Go Home Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation An ancestor of the Neal family!  The black skeleton fell silent for a very long time.

“There are no innocent people trapped here.

You don’t have to pity them.” “Who built this iron tower?” Braydon Neal suspected it was the five lords, but he doubted it.

“It’s you!” the black skeleton replied in a low voice.

“You used a Soul Slaying Sword to transform into a Soul Sealing Tower and suppress the eight lineage masters with a single thought!” “What?” Braydon was shocked.  Luke Yates, who was catching loaches, also raised his head and was dumbfounded.

The rulers of the human race in the cosmos were all the eight lineage masters.  They were beings who could command the entire race!  What exactly happened back then?  In Braydon’s previous life, he actually suppressed all eight chiefs in one go!  Moreover, if he were to enter the Soul Sealing Tower, he would never be able to enter reincarnation.  It was extremely cruel!  What had the eight lineage masters done wrong?  According to the rules of the family, even if one made a huge mistake, they would only abdicate and live behind the scenes.  They could no longer interfere in the affairs of the family.  If the family was in trouble, they had to contribute their last bit of value.  Otherwise, if the race was determined to purge this bloodline, not only would he have to die, but the disciples of this lineage would also have to bear the crime and be directly purged.

The information that the black skeleton revealed was too shocking.  The eight lineage masters were actually locked up here.  From the looks of it, the black skeleton was a lineage master!  There were some things that Braydon shouldn’t ask.

“What did you do back then?” Luke asked.  What mistake did he make back then?

The black skeleton was silent for a long time.

“It’s an irreparable mistake.

The history of our race has erased us.

It’s as if we never came to this world.

You can’t go up this tower!” This sentence caused Braydon to set aside his thoughts of the past years.  He no longer considered ascending to the upper levels.  With his current cultivation, breaking through the barrier of that floor was impossible.

The black skeleton’s eyes lit up as it locked gazes with Braydon.

A bitter message was transmitted directly into Braydon’s mind.

“Funeral song?” Braydon exclaimed in shock.

The black skeleton nodded slowly.  “The funeral song should never have been lost.

Though I acquired it, I never fully understood its mysteries.

This strange technique should have been comprehended by an ancestor of my race long ago when he mastered the path heavenly mark!” The Path Heavenly Mark Enlightenment Technique!  Braydon had previously mastered the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art.

Now, he encountered the funeral song.

Leaving behind its final words, the black skeleton urged, “Inherit the funeral song.

Never return to this small black tower.

Go!” An irresistible force swept Luke and Braydon out of the tower.

The small black tower was constructed by the individual who had once shaken all the races.  As for the Dragon Spring World, it was established by the five lords.  With so many important figures involved, the small black tower undoubtedly concealed numerous secrets.

Braydon carried Luke back and spoke softly, “I suspect the eight lineage masters conceal many secrets.

I’ve met five lineage masters; they are not lenient.

If the eight lineage masters truly committed a grave error, they would not have survived to this day.” “But they possess secrets, such as this funeral song.

If we were to eliminate them, it would be lost!” Luke’s words struck a chord.

The eight lineage masters undoubtedly harbored secrets that prevented the five lords from executing them.  Even faced with such revelations, Braydon could not justify taking their lives solely because of a funeral song.

Deep in thought, Braydon returned to the main hall of the military headquarters, where he noticed a few troublemakers eyeing him eagerly.  He smiled wryly.

“Luke, perhaps you should share some of that top-grade path soil you brought back.” “I didn’t!” Luke retorted, evasively denying any involvement in clandestine digging.

Upon hearing about the top-grade path soil, Luther Carden and the others immediately surrounded Luke.

“Brother, Trevon has arrived!” Sorrell Neal announced.

“I was just about to look for him!” Braydon said, observing his son’s arrival with his distinctive white hair and composed demeanor.

“Dad!” “Uncle Luther, Uncle…” Trevon Neal entered and bowed respectfully.  The room was filled with uncles.

“Trevon,” Luther began, “This time, the Northern Army will accompany your father to the cosmos.

You shouldn’t go.” “Uncle Luther, I am the eldest son of the Northern Army, my father’s heir.

I should go with the Northern Army!” Trevon retorted firmly.  He had come here today to assert his position.

He had already noticed that the Northern Army hadn’t informed him of their mobilization, indicating they hadn’t planned to bring him along to the space battlefield.  What Luther and the others said didn’t matter; the decision lay with Braydon.

Braydon wasn’t in a rush to agree.  He took his son and prepared to return to Preston.  In matters concerning the Northern Army, Braydon had the final say.

Back in Preston, at the Neal family manor, Louis Neal and Liam Neal had already returned.  Ginny Neal, once a mischievous girl, had grown into the eldest daughter of the Neal family.  Judith Neal, the lively one, piped up, “Auntie, Daddy and Trevon are coming home today.

Did you know?” “Of course I know,” Ginny replied with a smile.

Judith muttered, “But Mom seems a little upset.

She’s been serious all day.

I have a bad feeling something’s going to happen!” “Judith, don’t talk nonsense,” Laura Quinn chided gently, cautioning the girl not to speculate.

In truth, Judith’s intuition wasn’t entirely off base.  Trevon had returned from the Spirit Sea prematurely aged, with silver hair—a glaring change that Heather Sage couldn’t overlook.

Such a significant event couldn’t be concealed.

It was now up to Braydon to provide an explanation.  Braydon and Trevon arrived in Preston through the space tunnel.

On their way home, Braydon slowed his pace.

“Dad, what’s wrong?” Trevon asked, noticing his father’s hesitation.

“Trevon, how about we dye our hair?” Braydon looked at his son, who stood as tall as him, his tone slightly probing.

“Dye our hair?” Trevon didn’t react immediately.  Why was he suddenly suggesting that?

Having experienced so much in the Spirit Sea, Trevon knew that the man before him was not just his father but also the commander of the Northern Army.  He had witnessed his father’s determination and seriousness firsthand.  Trevon didn’t believe his father would joke about something like this.

Braydon glanced at his son’s white hair and sighed inwardly.  Suddenly, he didn’t want to face what awaited them at home.  His son had lost a thousand years of lifespan.  If Heather didn’t confront Braydon about it when she found out, it would be a miracle.

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