The Strongest War God Chapter 1417: Reverse Control

Chapter 1417: Reverse Control

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“The first ancestor has descended upon the mortal realm!” exclaimed Remington Neal, his eyes gleaming with antic.i.p.ation.

He was well aware of Braydon Neal’s bloodline, which rivaled that of the first ancestor.

As the figure clad in shattered armor materialized, he reached out, aiming to seize the black banished immortal inside Braydon.

It appeared as easy as plucking a chick.

The antics of the black banished immortal abruptly ceased, replaced by sheer terror.

The hidden figure within Braydon’s bloodline proved too formidable, utterly unyielding to the looming black ent.i.ty.

With a swift motion, the first ancestor’s figure grasped the black banished immortal with one hand and cleaved with the other.

The blade rose, and the head fell—a clean decapitation.

Before the towering figure of the first ancestor, the black banished immortal appeared minuscule.

Even in death, its detached head maintained a cold stare, defiantly declaring, “I am him. He is me, your descendant.”

With a resounding slap, the first ancestor sent the head flying, only for another to sprout from the black banished immortal’s neck—unchanged, unyielding.

“I am the embodiment of the path of death,” proclaimed the black banished immortal impa.s.sively. “I am immortal and invincible!”

In its essence, the black energy represented death. Just as there existed a path of life among the 3,000 paths, so too did there exist a path of death, for life and death tread parallel paths.

That was the essence of the true path, unmistakably evident in the origin of the black banished immortal.

The first ancestor’s figure brimmed with determination, poised to disperse the ominous ent.i.ty.

“If that’s the case, we’re in for trouble,” Braydon remarked, his expression grave and serious.

“He won’t accommodate us. If we don’t disperse him, problems will inevitably arise.”

The green lotus banished immortal, separating from Braydon’s body, spoke with indifference.

The black banished immortal epitomized death—a force that was incoherent with life.

Even Braydon’s original form faced ostracism.

Yet, the path of death was not unconquerable.

If they were to condense a life banished immortal, it would only lead to internal conflict, equally detrimental to Braydon.

He needed something capable of subduing all banished immortals—the primodial chaos Qi.

It was his sole recourse, though success remained uncertain.

Braydon aspired to form a primordial chaos banished immortal.

Endowed with the bloodline of the Green Lotus G.o.d and versed in his secret techniques, he had cultivated three red lotuses.

As they blossomed, they transformed into green lotuses.

With one of the three green lotuses already consumed, only two remained.

Seated cross-legged, Braydon summoned a lotus flower before his chest—the second green lotus, nearing maturity.

Its nine petals seemed to birth something new.

Eyes closed, Braydon visualized a Yin-Yang Diagram beneath him, where the forces of yin, yang, and the five elements converged—a Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram.

The five elements transformed into five vortexes, poised to a.s.similate all matter.

“The Yin-Yang Five Elements Diagram,” Kohen Neal exclaimed, taken aback. “Third Elder mentioned preparing a batch of the five elements’ materials for Braydon!”

The third ancestor, Fontane Neal, had informed Kohen about Braydon’s cultivation of a peculiar technique requiring numerous five elements’ materials.

“Whatever Braydon requires, the Foreman family will spare no effort to a.s.sist,” Galliard Foreman declared resolutely.

Kohen acknowledged silently, refraining from further comment.

Would the Neal family have agreed to Braydon’s involvement if they were aware of what would transpire?

The Foreman family grappled with guilt, realizing Eva’s deception of the Neal family’s esteemed member.

Galliard swiftly acted, transferring the initial batch of the five elements’ treasures.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—each possessed diverse attributes, sourced from the Foreman family’s treasury.

Galliard thought that Braydon’s cultivation wouldn’t demand much, but he was left dumbfounded.

Likewise, the Foreman family ancestors were stunned as Braydon, suspended in mid-air, oversaw the Taiji Five Elements Diagram automatically absorbing the items.

Among them were a keen-edged metal weapon, a potent spirit herb, extreme yin water, and the dual-attribute scorching sun parasol tree—combining the elements of fire and wood.

There was also the dense soil required for weapon refinement.

The Five Element Diagram absorbed the energy and transferred it to the core Taiji Diagram.

A trace of primordial chaos Qi emerged on the Taiji Diagram, facilitating rapid primordial chaos Qi refinement with the aid of the treasures.

The appearance of the first strand of primordial chaos Qi sent shockwaves through the entire hall.

“Primordial chaos Qi?” Galliard exclaimed in astonishment.

“He’s cultivating primordial chaos Qi, not employing an ordinary technique!”

Karl Foreman echoed the surprise, although upon reflection, he sensed something amiss.

While Braydon undoubtedly cultivated multiple paths concurrently, how could the elusive path of primordial chaos be mastered by others?

“Family Head, I aim to condense 3,000 primordial chaos Qi to manifest a primordial chaos banished immortal to guard my spiritual aperture. Only then can I control all the banished immortals, including the black one. This is the sole means to navigate this perilous trial of death!” Braydon conveyed his intentions to Kohen, his spiritual energy s.h.i.+fting subtly.

“If you need to break through further, I’ll arrange the necessary cultivation materials,” Kohen a.s.sured him.

Braydon closed his eyes, serene in the knowledge of his family’s support.

It was a stark contrast to his youthful disdain for powerful families and aristocratic families.

Back then, he despised their clandestine maneuvers aimed at usurping national power—a forbidden transgression, a line never to be crossed.

However, this was the Spirit Sea, not the realm of nations.

Boundless and belonging to no single country among the myriad in the world, here, there were no innocent commoners, only cultivators.

In this lawless domain, no one dared to a.s.sert jurisdiction as they would in the mortal realm.

The dynamics were dictated by the way of the family, shaping the Spirit Sea into a distinctly different environment from any earthly nation.

Braydon sat cross-legged with closed eyes, as a strand of primordial chaos Qi materialized before him.

The resources brought by Galliard were only sufficient to sustain Braydon’s cultivation for a day before being depleted.

The rate of consumption shocked the Foreman family, hinting at the potential depletion of their entire reserves should this trend continue.

However, they were left with no recourse—having extended the invitation to Braydon and owing him a debt for saving Eva’s life, they were duty-bound to spare no effort in his treatment.

Aware of the stakes, Galliard made a decisive decree.

“Issue my directive. All members of the Foreman family are to surrender their storage pouches and any items containing the five elements to the family. Compensation will be provided commensurate with their contributions.”

The Foreman family ancestors unanimously a.s.sented to the order.

Meanwhile, high above, Eva, her six wings unfurled, descended gracefully to the ninth level.

A peculiar gleam flickered in her beautiful eyes as she observed Braydon’s resilience against the black energy invasion.

His ability to control and a.s.similate the malevolent force was nothing short of astounding, bordering on unnerving.