The Strongest War God

Chapter 1981: Refining the Swords Chapter 1981: Refining the Swords Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Fortunately, the 10,000 banished immortals aided him.

Thousands of these banished immortals floated in the endless dark universe.

The primordial chaos banished immortal said, “Comprehending the eight sword intents within ten thousand years is extremely difficult.

Moreover, I can sense the eight sword intents are distinct.

If you wish to comprehend them all, use the Spirit Summoning Art!” “Alright!” Braydon Neal didn’t hesitate.  He stood, placing his right hand behind his back.  With a soft tap of the space using his left hand, he whispered, “In my name, I summon the spirits of all the banished immortals to come to me!” “Forbidden technique, Thousand Feathers!” “Forbidden technique…” Ten thousand voices echoed at once.

Ten thousand banished immortals transformed into white light.

Their bodies glowed, like rosy clouds stretching 100,000 meters, illuminating the sky.

This was a forbidden technique created by him as a young man.

Today, they used it simultaneously.

Braydon activated the Spirit Summoning Art, summoning the spirits of all races into his body.

Boom!

Ten thousand banished immortals, glowing with white light, entered Braydon’s body.

He gathered the power of ten thousand banished immortals and succeeded.

Braydon felt his consciousness strengthen by thousands of times.  His senses fused with his spirit, and his cultivation soared.

He rapidly ascended several small realms, from the eighth to the thirteenth level of the ancient immortal realm.

Perfection was within reach.

The desire to break through was overwhelming.

Braydon couldn’t suppress it.

Despite this, the 80,000 banished immortals had yet to fully form.

Braydon broke through without even merging with his Dharma Idols!

The ancient immortal realm had no bottleneck.

Braydon had entered the immortal supreme realm!

The banished immortals’ strength increased a hundredfold.

Braydon shook his head slightly, surprised by this turn of events.

At this moment, his comprehension ability surged to a terrifying level.

He grasped the first of the eight Butterfly Swords.

In just three breaths, he comprehended part of the sword intent.

In 20 seconds, he understood 20% of its mysteries.

Within one minute, he grasped 30% of its true intent.

…

An hour later, he fully mastered the sword intent of the small sword.

“Hmm?” Across the endless space, a blurry figure watched him again.  Staring, eyes filled with shock, he said, “Such terrifying comprehension.

One sword of mine takes the top prodigies of your universe ten thousand years to comprehend.

You did it in just an hour?” After his initial shock, the blurry figure gazed at Braydon, now surrounded by thousands of banished immortals.

Golden light flickered in his eyes as he seemed to peer into the essence of things.

“The origin is divided into ten thousand paths, and into ten thousand banished immortals?” This was the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art!

The empress had created it.

Braydon’s original body had been weakened ten thousand times by the time he cultivated to this stage.

Each time he condensed a banished immortal, a portion of his soul and comprehension was taken away.

Now, the banished immortals’ Thousand Feathers Forbidden Technique forcefully enhanced him, doubling his comprehension, which he then transferred to his main body using the Spirit Summoning Art.

Braydon’s appearance was now elevated to a terrifying level.

But this came at the cost of the ten thousand banished immortals!

They were injured, and Braydon forcefully raised his status.

He had been pushed into this situation—otherwise, Braydon wouldn’t have done this.

Braydon’s consciousness returned to his body.  He opened his eyes and saw the seven small swords surrounding Gadin Jennings’s body.  One of them seemed eager to leave, flying towards Braydon, radiating a sense of familiarity.

Braydon had refined that sword.

“You refined one of the swords?” Gadin’s remnant soul asked, incredulous.

“Lucky!” Braydon responded coolly.

He didn’t say much.

Braydon had already figured out Gadin’s intentions.

He remained cautious of this ancient monster.

The small black sword Braydon obtained from Hamish Moore had been guarding against Hamish’s remnant soul, preventing him from taking over.

Hamish’s remnant soul gazed with a mix of malice and fear.

The reason was simple—if Braydon had chosen to refine the small black sword rather than merely retrieve it, the day his physical body was freed, Braydon’s eight swords would protect him.

At that moment, the small sword would shield him.

Could Hamish’s remnant soul still take over a body?

His body’s foundation had long been severed by that terrifying figure.  Even without the small sword’s suppression, it would be crippled.

Hamish’s remnant soul had waited countless years for a suitable body.

Clearly, Braydon was an ideal candidate.

His talent was far too exceptional!

If Hamish possessed this body, not only could he restore his peak cultivation, but he could also surpass it.  Additionally, he had hidden something crucial.

At that point, rivaling that terrifying being would no longer seem impossible.

With these thoughts, Hamish’s remnant soul’s eyes gleamed.

Braydon closed his eyes again, focusing on the second sword’s comprehension.

Gadin wouldn’t act before Braydon refined the small sword.

Braydon felt reassured.

His consciousness entered the second sword space.

It too was an endless dark universe.

However, the sword intent within the second sword was ten times stronger than the first.

This sword slashed through entire worlds.

It destroyed all, even severing time.

Nothing could withstand it.

Under the immense sword pressure, Braydon felt insignificant as he observed the sword cutting through countless worlds.

Each one was obliterated by the blade.

“The name of this sword shall be Sword Two…” Braydon muttered.

The first sword was called Sword One.

Simple and straightforward.

The blurry figure, watching from afar as Braydon comprehended the sword intent, murmured, “Such terrifying comprehension.

I’ve only seen this once before in countless years…” At this moment, the figure already intended to pass down his legacy.

But he had to wait.

He would reveal himself only after Braydon grasped the intent of the eight swords.

Such a promising seedling would surely surpass all obstacles and become a trusted ally.

Braydon fully comprehended the second small sword.

In just ten days.

Ten days later, he turned to the third small sword.

Sword Profundity.

In the dark universe, the third sword stabbed forward, transforming into countless layers of light.

Sword shadows filled the sky.

They covered the entire universe.

It was overwhelming.

However, Braydon felt a sense of familiarity with this sword intent.

It resembled his imperial technique.

The difference was that this sword contained countless sword lights, as if each one was a full-powered strike from the original body.

This sword intent was truly terrifying!

Braydon focused intently, and his comprehension speed increased threefold.

In just three days, he completely mastered the sword intent of the third sword.

In the black universe, Braydon gently thrust his sword.

Swoosh!

Within 100,000 miles, all was bathed in sword light.

It felt as though he had unleashed his full strength!

It wasn’t that Braydon hadn’t fully comprehended the sword, but that his cultivation was still limited.

The blurry figure observed Braydon, noting that his power was far below the figure’s terrifying level.  With a single sword, the figure could envelop the entire universe in light.

Naturally, Braydon couldn’t match that.

But for him to achieve this was already extraordinary.

The blurry figure watched Braydon prepare to comprehend the fourth sword.  With a subtle gesture, he altered the sword intent.

He increased the difficulty of the remaining five swords.

In each sword, the intent grew tenfold.

It was clear he wanted to challenge Braydon and slow his progress.

That was the blurry figure’s plan.

Braydon remained unaware.

The fourth small sword embodied the convergence of a hundred million sword lights.

The lights intertwined, guided by the will, resembling a galaxy enveloping the universe.

Braydon’s eyes gleamed as he resumed his comprehension.

Yet, the difficulty had suddenly multiplied.