Chapter 1747 The First Appearance of Extraordinary Power

Chapter 1747: The First Appearance of Extraordinary Power Chapter 1747: The First Appearance of Extraordinary Power Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “Your insights are recorded in the Nine Prefectures Record!” Cabel Callison had seen the Nine Prefectures Record, which included detailed notes by Braydon Neal from his previous life, explaining the unique aspects of the peak expert realm.

If Cabel could fully comprehend the Nine Prefectures Record, he might achieve what Braydon did in his past life—ruling the world and competing against all races.

In truth, the five lords had great talent as well, but their cultivation time was too short.  Braydon and the others had risen from their youth, cultivating for just a few hundred years to reach the peak of power.  Over a thousand years in that realm, they created a new path and faced the wrath of countless races.

The five lords’ ability to grasp 20-30% of the Nine Prefectures Record in such a short time was already impressive.  Given 10,000 years, with their talent, they could fully understand the Nine Prefectures Record and become major figures on par with Braydon.

If that happened, Braydon’s past fate might have been different, and he might not have faced the same challenges from the myriad races.  The real threat came from beyond the starry sky, from creatures the myriad races had never feared.  Even now, Little Fool and others still called the myriad races trash.

Braydon looked at Cabel and said, “Until today, there is no peak expert in the Northern Army.

I am still concerned.

If you reach the peak, you will be a protective talisman for the Northern Army!” “As long as we live, we won’t let outsiders touch the Northern Army!” Cabel said with unwavering resolve.

“Back then, I was so weak I couldn’t even participate in the battle.

When I heard of your death, I cried for days and regretted it deeply.

I’ve trained day and night until now just to be ready to help you when you return.

“In this life, I will die without regrets!” Atreus Burnett and the others had spent half their lives regretting past decisions.  Now that they had a chance to make amends, they were determined not to let it slip away.  Even if it meant their lives, they would not hesitate.

Braydon shook his head slightly.

“In this life, no one will fall.

I gathered the power of ten thousand generations and succeeded in this generation just for this purpose!

“In this life, I will lead you to eternity!” Braydon’s eyes shone with determination.  The achievements of thousands of generations were focused on this moment, all resting on his shoulders.  Success now depended entirely on him.

As they spoke, the surrounding space was in turmoil, ensuring that no one could overhear them.

“The competition for our race’s geniuses has officially begun!” “It’s time to move!” Hardin Dolan reminded them.

Braydon nodded to Atreus and the others before heading towards Gate No.

9.

“Brother, don’t worry.

We’re here; no one will harm the Northern Army!” Cabel, sensing Braydon’s concern, reassured him.

Braydon continued towards the 9th door without looking back.  Although it was called a competition area, it was actually a world unto itself.

The crowd of people entered, each receiving a silver token upon entry.

Few from the Northern Army followed Braydon’s lead.  He had ordered that all the lieutenant commanders of the major legions remain at their posts during the competition, including the little fool.  As a result, the various lieutenant commanders brought their subordinates and entered the different competition zones.

Lazlo Abbott, Mute, and Luther Carden, as deputy commanders, had the freedom to choose their competition zones.  None of them chose Zone 9.  They were wise enough to avoid Braydon’s formidable presence.  Being in the same zone as Braydon would be like inviting a beating!

Moreover, they had known each other in their previous lives.  In this life, there was no need for internal strife.  They preferred to cultivate their own path instead.

The children of the Northern Army were smart.  They kept their distance from their brother, Braydon.  Braydon felt a bit helpless.  With so many people in the Northern Army, he seemed to be the only one left to enter.

He looked around, observing the geniuses from the ten stellar realms.

“I’ll go in with you!” A familiar voice called out.

“Haven Downing!” Braydon looked at him and smiled.  The Northern Army Qilin sons who had been sent out were now holding high positions in the Northern Army.

“Let’s go!” Mute, who had always been quiet, appeared as well.

“This time, we’ll travel together!” “Count me in!” Luther appeared as well.

Luther liked being a cripple, which left Braydon feeling quite helpless.

Braydon glanced at the three of them and smiled faintly.

“Let’s go.

Our opponents this time won’t be easy.

I can sense at least ten spirit body geniuses!” “The spirit body is not invincible.

If Luke joins us, his divine-demon imprint will be unleashed along with the Divine-Demon Dagger.

Even the spirit body will fall under that!” Haven seemed to have great admiration for Luke’s Divine-Demon Dagger.

The four of them chatted as they entered the door and received their silver tokens.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Everyone was randomly teleported to prevent alliances and attacks on isolated individuals.

At the same time, seven or eight people wearing smiley masks appeared.  They were all banished immortals.  They didn’t want to enter the same competition zone as their main body.  The reason was simple: there were too many banished immortals!

With 10,008 stellar realms, the Ten Stellar Realm Competition was divided into 1,008 zones, but there were ten thousand banished immortals.  Each competition zone could have about ten.  None of the banished immortals wanted to fight, but they had no choice.

Some had already joined the demon race’s Prodigy Tournament, with surprisingly high rankings.  As for how they managed to bypass the demons’ inspection, they had their methods.  Among them was a banished immortal who practiced the demonic path.

The ten thousand banished immortals practiced ten thousand different laws.  That was their most terrifying trait!

Braydon entered Zone 9 and found himself in a primitive forest.  Each tree was ten meters thick and over a hundred meters tall.  The dense treetops blocked out the sunlight, creating a miasma.  Even Braydon’s eternal body was feeling the effects of this noxious gas.  Staying here for long wouldn’t be ideal!

Braydon was about to leave when he sensed a killing intent behind him.  He frowned and dodged just in time.

Someone had attacked!

“Not bad for a reaction.

Eternal great fulfillment?” The black-robed young man, playing with a sharp knife, had a faint smile and a hint of mockery in his tone.

“87th stellar realm?” Braydon observed his clothes.

“Of course.

I really don’t understand what the higher-ups are thinking.

They actually paired our Muzeen Stellar Realm with your inferior stellar realm.

In my opinion, trash like you should be grouped with other trash.

It’s so dull to torture you!” The black-robed young man’s arrogance was palpable.  As a path-returning realm genius, he felt no sense of achievement from fighting an eternal realm cultivator like Braydon.

Braydon had never been so belittled before.  Given the circumstances, he saw no reason to be polite.

Swoosh!

Braydon struck out.

The black-robed youth responded in kind.

As soon as they clashed, nine figures appeared behind Braydon.  The nine supremes returned to one.

Divine-Slaying Strike!

Braydon’s sword swept through the air, sending up a storm of yellow sand.  The sword’s power filled the world as he delivered a horizontal slash.

With that single strike, the black-robed young man felt a bone-chilling cold.

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