The Strongest War God

Chapter 1486: Golden Vortex

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With the consent of these individuals, the nine-tailed fox launched another attack.

The lingering white light around its finger had yet to fade.

Suddenly, the expansive star map in front of it condensed, reducing by ten thousand times, leaving only the maps of the Dragon River Empire and the Milky Way Empire.

Here was where Trevon Neal was concealed!

That enigmatic human child!

Then, a pair of eyes emerged.

Above the starry expanse, a colossal eye materialized, its gaze majestic, cold, and shrouded in mystery as it fixed a chilling stare upon the nine-tailed fox.

The nine-tailed fox froze as if petrified, its fury boiling over as it unleashed a frenzied roar, “Dual-Pupils Chadwick Neal!”

Indeed, it was the dual-pupils technique—ten-eyed dual-pupils!

Each eye and secret represented a distinct path, ultimately forming a path.

Chadwick cultivated ten paths, earning the title of the ten-eyed dual-pupils—the chief among the eight lineage masters!

His eyes seemed to penetrate all, rendering the world silent.

A stillness enveloped everything, halting the flow of time itself.

For a full minute, time ceased to move—a terrifying feat.

Even revered beings like the white crane were not impervious to this power.

Such a pause could spell death for a creature like the nine-tailed fox a hundred thousand times over.

“Chadwick Neal!” The nine-tailed fox’s roar echoed with boundless hatred.

The dual-pupils in the sky gradually receded, their intimidating presence dissipating.

They wielded no overtly hostile moves, yet their mere existence carried the most chilling deterrence.

The power of the dual-pupils had confined this starry expanse for a minute—a stark warning.

Some secrets were not meant to be unearthed.

Pushing further would risk offending Chadwick and the other eight lineage masters.

Except for the obstinate nine-tailed fox, who was a tad irrational.

“Let’s put an end to this affair here,” the crane intoned solemnly. “These two human children seem to be harboring a significant secret.”

“It’s astonishing how just two children managed to alert the eight human lineage masters. Sacrificing their cultivation to obscure their fate implies a complexity beyond mere talent,” the crane added, reluctant to delve deeper into the mysteries of the human race.

Or perhaps, it had already ventured too far into trouble.

A resounding dragon’s roar pierced the air. “The girl’s fate likely brims with bloodlust. Since we’re here, why not unravel the secrets these children harbor?”

The object of protection by the eight lineage masters of the human race in the cosmos had indeed piqued the curiosity of these saint beasts.

Each harbored their own motives.

The nine-tailed fox, too, resolved to unravel the mystery.

“It’s thanks to Chadwick Neal that I find myself in this predicament. Today, I aim to uncover the secrets this human child conceals.”

Little did they realize, there were secrets even they could not fathom.

In the vast expanse of the universe, countless eras had passed, witnessing the birth of innumerable beings across tens of thousands of races.

Since the dawn of the human race, they had risen as a formidable species despite their frail bodies.

Across the eons, the human race in the starry expanse had seen its share of peaks and valleys.

In the annals of history, countless luminaries had risen, their influence echoing through time.

Even the eight lineage masters dared not delve into Trevon’s enigmatic depths.

They remained oblivious to the secrets harbored by the two children.

Now, the nine-tailed fox sought answers, but to pursue them meant certain demise—a complete obliteration of his soul imprint.

With white light enveloping its fingertips and its jet-black pupils exuding a fierce aura, the nine-tailed fox bellowed, “Activate the Acting Suspended Transformation Technique!”

A beam of white light encircled its finger before descending onto the star map.

As the map shrunk and expanded, the Dragon River Empire faded, leaving only the Milky Way Empire, its focus on a singular blue planet—Earth.

Undeterred, the nine-tailed fox continued its pursuit, shattering celestial secrets in search of Trevon.

Suddenly, the star map dissolved into an image: within the ancient Eastern lands, in the capital, nestled within the Northern King Residence, rested Braydon Neal’s family of four.

Amidst the tranquil pavilion, Judith Neal’s laughter danced while Trevon sat serenely by his father’s side.

Their personalities seemed the total opposite.

Her brother, on the other hand, possessed a reserved nature.

As this scene unfolded, its impact reverberated across the globe, affecting Braydon, Heather Sage and Judith.

The crane, along with the others, peered on.

“I’ve located them! Right here!” The nine-tailed fox’s arrogant laughter filled the air.

Yet, his expression swiftly froze as all eyes turned toward the heavens, where a golden vortex materialized, its immense size shrouding the entire galaxy.

A formidable pressure emanated from it, seemingly the supreme will of the cosmos.

“How dare you spy on my son!”

A cold, commanding female voice resonated from the heart of the vortex, exuding majesty and dread, as if embodying the universe’s very will.

With those words, a galaxy lay obliterated—a realm teeming with thousands, even millions of stars, reduced to naught in an instant.

“What?!” The nine-tailed fox recoiled in terror.

“The golden vortex, the universe’s source. Does it harbor a living consciousness?” the crane exclaimed, shocked.

As extraordinary beings, they could sense the vortex’s core connection—the origin of the universe, the most daunting realm within existence, embodying the universe’s will, akin to the primordial ancestor of all races, embodying the heavenly paths.

The heavenly paths operated with an impartial hand, nurturing and, in turn, overturning all living beings.

Now, who was the voice behind the golden vortex?

Who was her son?

Could it be Trevon?

Trevon’s once-secret now seemed ominously profound.

The revelation stunned all the saint beasts; they understood that those who could commune with the universe’s origin were beyond their realm, among the most formidable figures in existence.

If these formidable figures sought to eliminate them, it wouldn’t prove difficult.

The golden vortex continued to expand and stabilize, as if beings within attempted to emerge, yet a more formidable force restrained their exit.

Within the vortex, the density of the universe’s origin barred its occupants from departure.

In a reciprocal act, they shielded one another.

Until, from the core of the golden vortex, a slender hand emerged, its snow-white perfection stunning.

With a tap of her index finger upon the black star, a surge of immense power disintegrated the black chains ensnaring the nine-tailed fox, reducing them to dust.

Likewise, the sword lodged within the fox’s body vanished.

“No!” the nine-tailed fox bellowed in a mix of rage and terror.

With a mere flick of her index finger, everything collapsed.

The true form of the nine-tailed fox was revealed—a colossal black fox, akin to a planet in size.

It lacked the strength to resist, let alone flee.

Its physical form vanished, leaving only its soul behind.

The black nine-tailed fox’s soul was obliterated in the blink of an eye.

A faintly glowing mark, palm-sized, attempted to flee, but in the next moment, it was shattered into oblivion.

The nine-tailed fox and its soul were both no more.

Silence engulfed the surroundings.

The crane and the others were petrified, clueless about the entity residing within the golden vortex.