The Strongest War God

Chapter 1434: The Spine

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The gray imperial path stretched a thousand meters, suspended in the sky—a manifestation of Braydon Neal’s primordial chaos imperial path, signaling his proximity to attaining an imperial path.

Yet, he hesitated to break through, mindful of the unfinished accumulation of primordial chaos true essence within his bones.

Seated cross-legged, Braydon deliberated aloud, “The conversion of primordial chaos Qi proceeds too slowly. Although there’s a method to hasten it, doing so might provoke the Demon Saint Island into relentless pursuit in the future.”

Indeed, Braydon possessed a means to expedite primordial chaos Qi formation, a technique potent enough to instill fear in the entire demon race and potentially exact a devastating toll.

With a subtle wave of his hand, tens of thousands of snow-white frost bear corpses emerged from his storage ring, each measuring seven meters in length—a sight that puzzled his companions.

“What’s His Highness planning?” Beckham Jovel inquired, his curiosity piqued.

“Why gather these frost bear corpses when he’s already cultivating?” Issac Irwin echoed, equally perplexed.

However, Carlisle Jaynes’ complexion turned ashen, hinting at a dreadful realization.

He muttered under his breath, “I hope he won’t resort to this. He possesses the Heavenly Mountain Technique. If he employs it as a conduit to forcibly extract the frost bears’ power and channel it through the Five Element Diagram…”

Before he could complete his sentence, Braydon had already sprung into action within the frost world.

Standing atop the canyon, hands clasped behind his back, he unleashed over 90,000 frost bear corpses from his storage ring, arranging them in a precise square formation.

With commanding authority, Braydon issued a resounding command, “Spirit Summoning Art, raise the white bears’ corpses to an upright position!”

In an instant, the vast army of 90,000 white bears stood at attention, forming an imposing square arrangement.

But Braydon’s fervor only intensified as he continued to channel his summoning incantations, invoking the power of the frost bears with a booming voice that echoed through the canyon.

However, Beckham’s expression shifted abruptly, realizing the grave implications of Braydon’s actions.

He urgently interjected, “Stop!”

But it was too late.

The summoning had already commenced, and the trio’s warnings echoed too faintly in the vast expanse of the frost world.

From the frost bear corpses emerged wisps of ice paths, each manifesting a unique path spanning from several hundred to five thousand meters—a testament to the pure power of the great path crystallized within the frost bears.

A staggering total of 95,445 frost bears—corresponding precisely to Braydon’s tally of slain beasts—stood as a testament to his relentless slaughter.

Beckham swiftly materialized within the frost world, utilizing his status as Soul Slave No.1 to traverse instantly.

His face, drained of color, bore a grave expression as he urgently addressed Braydon, “Your Highness, you must cease this!” @@novelbin@@

“Stop him!” came the command, echoing from the depths of the cosmos where a black ark connected to Hall of Souls No.788 loomed, projecting its image into the frozen landscape.

“Braydon, are you aware that your actions violate the conventions upheld by the myriad races of the cosmos?” Bilal Yarbro’s countenance was grim, his tone stern. “All races in the cosmos forbid the cultivation of malevolent arts. Absorbing others’ cultivation to augment your own strength is deemed malevolent. Should such acts be discovered, the consequences for all cosmos races would be dire!”

Lauritz Hagan’s expression mirrored Bilal’s seriousness.

Braydon’s deviation from accepted practices had pushed him perilously close to the edge.

By delving into the forbidden devil path, he had already crossed a significant boundary.

Now, with his pursuit of the evil path, he was venturing even further into forbidden territory, courting certain destruction.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the higher-ups exerted every effort to halt Braydon’s reckless course of action.

Him cultivating both the devil path and the malevolent path would wrought peril.

The three great soul slaves cast worried glances at Braydon, perched atop the canyon, hoping to dissuade him from his course.

But time was running out, and Braydon, impatient with the slow pace of his cultivation through the Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram, pressed on with his Spirit Summoning Art to forcibly extract power from the frost bears.

Without resorting to special techniques, it was uncertain how long it would take Braydon to complete the task.

Hailing from the northern desert, Braydon was known as the Northern King, his hands tainted with the blood of his enemies.

Under the tutelage of the capital’s Martial Emperor Yanagi, he had been groomed for greatness since childhood.

Glancing at his detractors, Braydon remained silent as the path of ice surged forth.

The expansive Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram enveloped the world.

“Stop him!” Lauritz’s command echoed urgently.

Without hesitation, the three soul slaves moved to intervene.

But in a swift motion, Braydon’s left hand summoned the long-lost Northern King Sword.

Though not of saint level, it held profound significance as the weapon that had accompanied the growth of the Northern King.

“Interfere, and you become my foe,” Braydon warned coolly, his words resonating with a weight that unsettled the soul slaves.

Lauritz’s expression soured.

“Braydon, delving into the devil path leads only to death for cultivators.”

“We share no camaraderie,” Braydon retorted, his sword slashing through the fabric of reality, dispelling the illusory scenes.

With a mental command, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram whirled into motion, integrating the ice element path into the water element, initiating a transformative process across the five elements.

Metal generated water, water generated wood, wood generated fire, fire generated earth, and earth generated metal—the eternal cycle of the five elements.

In the boundless expanse of the Spirit Sea, water was abundant, serving as the bedrock for the conversion of the five elements into yin and yang.

As the power of the five elements surged, converging into the Yin-Yang Taiji, a flicker of primordial chaos energy materialized, marking only the beginning of the process.

The five elemental conduits erupted with vitality, akin to a rushing river, melding seamlessly into the Yin-Yang Diagram.

Once more, the diagram exuded a hint of primordial chaos Qi, the conversion rate astonishingly swift, outpacing even Braydon’s cultivation pace.

The frost bears’ innate ice path, inherently pure, underwent a profound metamorphosis through the transformation of the five elements and the modulation of yin and yang, transmuting into the quintessence of primordial chaos Qi—the most primal form of chaos energy.

Braydon’s initiation into this process was irreversible; no force could halt it.

The frost bears’ great path of ice was assimilated by the Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram, transmuted into wisps of primordial chaos Qi at an extraordinary pace, akin to the rapid passage of day into night.

In a span of five days and four nights, the 95,445 ice paths underwent conversion, each one transforming into a strand of primordial chaos Qi, totaling over 90,000 strands—the culmination of five days’ labor, sparing Braydon the toil of a hundred years.

Above, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram loomed, shrouded in a dense haze of primordial chaos Qi, as the fabric of the void gradually unraveled, fragment by fragment.

Based on Braydon’s calculations, nine strands of primordial chaos Qi would be required to condense into one drop of primordial chaos true essence and integrate into his bones.

With a total of 206 bones in his body, this translated to a need for 1854 strands of primordial chaos Qi.

Among these bones, 126 comprised his limbs.

Opening his mouth wide, Braydon consumed a portion of the primordial chaos Qi, watching as it transmuted into gray water droplets that seamlessly merged into his bones.

Remarkably, the honing of his limbs was accomplished within a single day, a testament to the efficiency of the process.

Following this, attention turned to his torso bone.

Fueled by a substantial reserve of primordial chaos Qi, Braydon embarked on a rapid breakthrough, unimpeded by any bottleneck in his power accumulation.

It was as though he had amassed an abundance of energy, readily channeled into fortifying his torso bone with primordial chaos true essence.

Yet, it was the spine that held the greatest potential for transformation—a prospect that filled Braydon with anticipation.