The Strongest War God Chapter 922: Gathering All the Love in One Body

Chapter 922: Gathering All the Love in One Body

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

His words were filled with unimaginable confidence toward Braydon Neal.

These words were difficult for a young man to understand.

Shayan Zehner said softly, ‘You want to crush me with just an imperial decree? You are too naive. I wonder someone like me if I can shake the might of the imperial path!”

“You’re courting death!”

Justus Grimes kneeled on the ground and scolded coldly.

Shayan chuckled and did not explain.

What was there to argue about between a person who stood proudly in front of the imperial decree and a person who was kneeling on the ground?

The two were not the same type of people!

Shayan held the sword with both hands and took a step forward. The vitality in his body surged out and gathered in the sword. The spiritual power that he had activated was also gathering in the sword.

His essence, Qi, and spirit were sublimated to the extreme in the sword, and he stabbed it toward the figure above the imperial decree. The sword caused the falling snow to stop in midair.

Time seemed to stop.

The stunning sword seemed to be the strongest attack in the world.

Justus kneeled on the ground, his head lowered and sweat trickling down his face. He said hoa.r.s.ely, “Your holy virtue is vast and mighty, shocking the whole world!”

Boom!

The yellow scarf imperial decree flew out from Justus’s hand.

It flew out of his hand!

The power of the imperial decree was completely unleashed.

The yellow-clothed figure standing above was clearly an ancient person. He wore a royal robe with nine dragons and five claws, standing proudly in the world.

He was the heavens!

He was a G.o.d!

It was as if it was extremely majestic, and no one could offend it.

Shayan held the item with both hands and was already in front of him. They were a meter apart, but he could no longer slaughter him.

He couldn’t even touch the corner of his clothes!

Was the distance of one meter the difference between Shayan and the figure of the imperial decree?

He was a supreme pinnacle!

Would a supreme pinnacle who cultivated the Supreme Forbidden Art really be so weak?

Shayan’s expression was calm as he said softly, “The imperial decree is really strong! I wanted to kill you and save some of my strength to catch up with Braydon. After all, I haven’t seen him for ten years and I have something to say to him!

“But I want to kill you even more!”

Shayan wanted to kill the imperial decree figure today.

He wanted to tell Braydon, Tobey Lapras, and the others that the younger generation must surpa.s.s their distant ancestors!

But right now, Shayan’s attack was still not enough!

With a single thought, he gathered all his strength and even his life force to unleash his final radiance.

White light appeared all over his body.

The white light was like a rosy cloud, like the first supreme pinnacle under the dome.

The sword that had gathered the power of Shayan’s life once again advanced by 9 inches!

The tip of the sword touched the figure above the imperial decree!

The yellow-robed figure was very conceited. He stood in mid-air without moving, as if no one in the world could hurt him.

Braydon, who was not far away, was bound by the white light under the bronze throne.

The power of the stars was fully absorbed by the bronze throne.

“Uncle Shayan, stop!” Braydon shouted.

“Young Master, don’t be sad. I shall be leaving now!”

Shayan said slowly, and the white light on his body flourished again.

Braydon punched the bronze throne and wanted to escape to help Shayan. He said hoa.r.s.ely, “Uncle Shayan, save some of your strength. Give me one night. I can save you!”

But Shayan shook his head slowly.

The injuries in his body could not be saved even by G.o.d.

Otherwise, if he could be saved, how could Old Devil Yanagi, who was standing in the distance, not care about him? He would save him no matter what.

However, Shayan’s injuries were truly incurable!

He was a supreme pinnacle who was not even a hundred years old; his body had long reached the point of being a lamp that had run out of oil!

Outsiders simply could not believe how vicious the environment was and how fierce the battle was to make a pinnacle die before he was even a hundred years old.

His lifespan was not even comparable to that of an ordinary old man.

Braydon lost his usual calm.

Perhaps only when his loved ones were about to die would the usually calm Braydon lose control, causing his iron-blooded and cold heart to ache.

Braydon was trapped in the light pillar. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and there was a hint of red in them. He growled hoa.r.s.ely, “Justus Grimes, if Uncle Shayan dies today, then I and my Sovereign Lord teacher will be mortal enemies!”

“What?”

Justus knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and even some fear!

Of the seven disciples of the Sovereign Lord, the youngest and most beloved was His Holiness Neal.

If he didn’t love him, why would he teach him the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art!

But now that things had come to this, Justus was unable to clean up the mess.

Moreover, the person sent by the Sovereign Lord had Shayan’s blood on his hands…

He was an elder whom Braydon treated as family!

If the Sovereign Lord’s hands were stained with Shayan’s blood, how would Braydon forgive him in the future?

How could the teacher and student meet again in the future?

They would definitely become mortal enemies!

One of the eight ironclad laws of the Northern Army stated that no matter whose hands were stained with the blood of the men of the Northern Armv would become the enemy of the Northern Army; they would be killed without mercy!

Justus knelt on the ground, his face pale.

There were too many unforeseen events tonight!

Braydon was trapped in the light pillar and couldn’t get out, but in a flash, he used all eight techniques.

After unleas.h.i.+ng eight techniques, Braydon was like a G.o.d and a celestial being. White light covered ten thousand feet.

He said decisively, “Eight techniques combined into one. The ninth technique, Banished Immortal!”

Swoos.h.!.+

A figure covered in white light walked out of Braydon’s body.

Everyone was shocked!

Finley Yanagi was dumbfounded!

When did his student master this technique?

Justus’s eyes were dull as he said in horror, “The end of the art!”

“Braydon!”

Even Finley was shocked.

This was because the technique that Braydon had used had been lost for more than 3,000 years!

After the end of the Martial Arts Era, the Ancient Martial Arts Era arrived.

At the end of the art, the figure of the banished immortal would be lost forever!

The most brilliant existence of the martial arts era was this martial art banished immortal!

This was a terrifying forbidden technique that surpa.s.sed the ten great forbidden techniques.

After all, the ten great forbidden techniques appeared in the ancient martial arts era.

The forbidden techniques of the martial arts era had been lost for 3,000 years.

An invisible wave rippled from Braydon’s body.

It was the spiritual energy of the spiritual aperture that was given to the banished immortal white shadow.

Instantly, the banished immortal, whose face had always been blurry, seemed to have sublimated. The white shadow’s body was incomparably clean, and it had five facial features and eyes, but they were white!

His white eyes seemed to glow with color!

The banished immortal white shadow was even holier.

“Activate the Spirit Summoning Art to save Uncle Shayan!” Braydon said in a low voice.

With a thought, the banished immortal white shadow easily pa.s.sed through the indestructible star light pillar and arrived outside, preparing to use the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.

“Braydon, stop!” Old Devil Yanagi said decisively. “The martial arts banished immortal can’t withstand the power borrowed from the Spirit Summoning Art!”

“The future of the martial arts banished immortal is extremely terrifying. It can’t be destroyed tonight!”

Whitney Jansky was also shocked.

This was the first time these elders had seen Braydon use the ninth technique.

This was much more terrifying than Finley’s Supreme Forbidden Art!

His future potential was not inferior to the Spirit Summoning Art!

Perhaps it was better than the Spirit Summoning Art.

Immediately after.

“Fenton, use the imperial decree!” Whitney said.

“Alright!”

Fenton Jansky also had an imperial decree on him..