The Strongest War God - Chapter 1402

Chapter 1402: The Great Gap

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This showcased the formidable nature of the Origin Separation Technique.

The sword Qi arrived in the blink of an eye, prompting Braydon Neal to thrust the Yin-Yang Diagram horizontally with both hands, the Eight Trigrams trailing like shadows.

The rapid transformations of the Eight Trigrams were astonishing.

In the span of a moment, 128 hexagrams emerged, boosting his battle prowess by 7,000 times.

But the escalation didn’t halt there–256 hexagrams led to an 8,000-fold increase, followed by 512 hexagrams amplifying his strength by 9,000 times.

Surpassing a thousand hexagrams, his might surged 10,000-fold.

The Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams was taken to its limits, with each line in constant flux.

If observed closely, the convergence of ultimate powers within the Eight Trigrams Diagram could ensnare a cultivator’s attention, causing them to lose their mental footing.

Yet, these weren’t solely the fruits of the martial arts banished immortal’s labor over the past five years.

The most significant breakthrough within that time frame was a feat achieved by utilizing the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram as the inner plate and later evolving it into an outer disk.

Upon release, its myriad variables rivaled even those of the Myriad Path Diagram.

Moreover, this venture trod a forbidden path.

And in this realm, unleashing power ten thousand times greater than one’s own would incite heaven’s retribution.

To fully unleash his combat prowess, he needed to activate his domain.

Within his domain, no matter how many times his battle strength surged, there would not be any heaven’s retribution.

In the domain, one reigned supreme.

The clash ensued as the sword Qi surged forward.

Braydon thrust the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams horizontally, but the collision was inevitable.

With a swoosh, the sword’s onslaught commenced.

It pierced through yin and yang, effortlessly penetrating the entirety of the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram.

The sword Qi pierced Braydon’s body, eliciting a furious response.

“Courting death!”

The spectacle unfolded before the eyes of numerous onlookers on the sea’s surface.

Braydon’s sudden surge in prowess couldn’t escape their notice.

Despite the impressive augmentation, the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams proved no match for a high-level saint weapon–a weapon of holy master caliber.

Three major realms separated such a weapon from Braydon’s current emperor realm status.

The sword’s efficacy left Braydon no doubt as to the sheer terror wielded by a high-level saint weapon.

Its single stroke traversed yin and yang, piercing his very heart.

A surge of sword Qi tore through his body, severing his meridians instantly.

Onlookers at the sea’s surface observed coldly, almost amused by the spectacle.

Only Fontane Neal’s countenance shifted abruptly as he exclaimed, “No!”

Acting swiftly, he dove into the sea with a flash, unleashing a formidable aura that quelled the surrounding sword Qi.

Braydon vanished from sight, reappearing a hundred miles away in the sea.

There, Fontane struck Braydon with a palm, expelling the lingering sword Qi from his body.

Braydon coughed up blood, feeling a significant improvement in his vitality as the sword Qi dissipated.

“Thank you, Third Ancestor,” he expressed his gratitude.

Fontane shook his head in response, remarking, “Dealing with the sword Qi of a holy master-level weapon is no easy task.”

Braydon now understood the gravity of provoking someone of that stature.

Following this, Fontane advised, “Rest here for now. Our family’s powerhouses have arrived.”

Indeed, Remington Neal, accompanied by Jaromir Neal, Wolfhart Neal, and other members of the younger generation, had arrived.

As Remington observed the surroundings vigilantly, he was under strict orders from Kohen Neal, the family head, to ensure Braydon’s safety at all costs in this area.

Meanwhile, a middle-aged man with a refined air approached on the distant sea surface, accompanied by a group of young individuals.

It was the Siegel family that was also part of the Neal family.

In the top ten powers of the Spirit Sea, the Neal family held a position.

However, the Siegel family was not formally included in the list because of this relationship.

The Neals and Siegels were bound by common ancestry.

They were essentially two sides of the same coin, with the blood of their shared ancestor coursing through their veins.

The rankings of the ten great forces held little significance to the Siegel family.

Simply being recognized by the Neal family sufficed.

Interactions between disciples of the two families were akin to cousins helping each other out in the world beyond.

Remington glanced over and offered a faint smile.

“Torrance,” he remarked.

Torrance Siegel, leading figure of the Siegel family, was a prominent figure who had left an indelible mark on the Spirit Sea for centuries.

The appearance of a holy master weapon had piqued the interest of the core members of two major forces.

Such attention was unusual, even for a holy master weapon.

However, upon seeing the young man accompanying them, Torrance likely grasped the situation.

For these prominent families, the unveiling of treasures served as an opportunity to groom their younger generation.

Remington and Torrance stood watch to avert any potential calamities that might claim the lives of too many family prodigies.

No super force could afford the loss of an entire generation of talent–such a scenario would spell disaster for the future of the family.

If a significant number of promising talents from a family perished, it would create a succession crisis, signaling the onset of decline.

Hence, experts from major families meticulously considered various factors in secret, far more than itinerant cultivators.

Itinerant cultivators operated solo, unaffected by familial concerns.

They acted without restraint.

In contrast, Remington and his companions were not so carefree.

“Hey, Remington, has Braydon arrived?” Torrance greeted him, swiftly initiating telepathic communication.

“Our family head informed me before we departed that he was in the vicinity of this sea area and likely the first to arrive,” Remington disclosed openly.

Despite being divided into two factions, the Neal and Siegel families regarded each other as kin.

Torrance’s expression grew serious as he transmitted his thoughts. “Over the past century, several holy master-level weapons have surfaced in this sea region. The factions have sensed something amiss and scoured the area eight thousand miles to the east multiple times, but to no avail.

“Hence, with the emergence of another high-level saint weapon, major factions will dispatch key figures to manage the situation. Their interests extend beyond mere acquisition of the weapon.”

Torrance spoke candidly, recognizing the inevitability of this region becoming a battleground.

With multiple holy master-level weapons in play, competition among cultivators would escalate, potentially leading to conflict.

Having witnessed such scenarios countless times, Torrance and Remington possessed ample experience and insight.

“If a saint weapon does emerge, count me in. I’ll ensure Braydon’s safety and make our exit priority. No high-level holy master artifact is as important as him,” Torrance conveyed via telepathy.

Both Remington and Torrance grasped the priority at hand.

Remington smiled.

“We’re not at that juncture yet. With the ancestor watching over Braydon, nothing untoward will occur.”

That was his assertion.

However, before they reached Braydon’s side, he had nearly perished at the hands of the sword Qi, sustaining crippling injuries.

Were it not for the Thousand Feathers Technique, Braydon would have either succumbed to his wounds or been left with latent afflictions.

As they conversed, Constantine Siegel had already pinpointed Braydon’s whereabouts–courtesy of the Sky Splitting Wings, initially belonging to Constantine himself.