The Strongest War God

Chapter 1995: Choice and Price Chapter 1995: Choice and Price Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “Was it you who did it?” Braydon Neal felt a slight surprise but, at the same time, wasn’t entirely taken aback.  As the head of the Neal family, Washborn Neal understood the importance of rules, so it made sense he would kill Qabita when necessary.

In the end, Washborn nodded.

It was indeed his doing.

That action had completely angered his son.  Heartbroken and despairing, he betrayed the Neal family in his rage.

Ten years passed.

For all that time, he had harbored a fierce desire to kill his father and avenge his girlfriend.

Even Braydon found this convoluted situation a headache.  As expected, it became the unresolved knot in the heart of the proud young man.

“What’s your name?” Braydon asked.

“Tane Neal,” the young man replied with a hint of arrogance.

The number one genius in the capital.  Anyone who heard this name would feel a sense of respect.

Braydon shook his head and reached into the air.  A terrifying sealing power instantly enveloped Tane’s entire body, completely suppressing him.

“Immortal supreme cultivation?

Who are you?” Tane stopped struggling.  The gap in cultivation was too vast; any resistance would be pointless.  What he didn’t realize was that the young man before him was an immortal supreme capable of killing transcendents—the strongest expert in this universe.

“How dare you!

This is Ancestor Braydon!” Washborn said, straight-faced.

“What?” Tane’s pupils contracted.  As a direct descendant of the Neal family, he was certainly no stranger to the name Braydon.  The entire Neal family knew what that name represented—the most terrifying genius in the family’s history, famous even throughout the universe.  No one could have anticipated this ancestor’s return.

“I can resurrect Qabita, but you’ll have to pay a price,” Braydon said calmly.

“What price?” “If you want her back, you’ll never see her again.

Are you willing?” Braydon’s tone was calm.

The current head of the Neal family couldn’t marry someone from another race, especially not a daughter of the demon race.  It was straightforward: Tane was a direct descendant and next in line to lead the Neal family.  Marrying a demon woman would mean that their child, the future leader, would carry a demon’s bloodline.  It would be a disgrace to the Neal family, an insult to their ancestors.

Even if Braydon wanted to help, the conditions were set.  Tane would have to choose.

He was silent for a long time.  Finally, clenching his fists, he spoke in a hoarse voice, “I agree!” With a sweep of his hand, Braydon conjured a terrifying river over the capital: the River of Time!  Waves surged within, and countless figures appeared inside.

“The River of Time?” a shocked cultivator in the capital murmured.

“Which senior dared to summon the River of Time here?” Countless cultivators looked up, recognizing many familiar faces in the river.

Braydon lightly stirred the river, looking back to a scene from ten years ago.  An expert had struck and killed a girl in white—the half-demon whose bloodline held fox ancestry.  Braydon raised his hand and drew her from the river.

“Tane!” The girl in white awakened, alive in front of everyone.

Seeing Tane, her eyes brightened.

“I’ll give you one day to settle this,” Braydon announced.

“Here is a batch of resources.

It can nurture a hundred peak god cultivators and a thousand peak immortal cultivators.

Choose the best disciples and cultivate them.” Washborn was stunned.  Resources to raise experts to the peak were rare in the universe.  Yet Braydon offered this gift to the family without hesitation.  It would be his last contribution to the Neal family, for he had little time left.

Ten thousand Dharma Idols had already condensed, and with Braydon’s fusion, he was poised to ascend from immortal supreme to immortal monarch.

With all one hundred thousand Dharma Idols fused, he would launch into the starry skies—a campaign to settle old scores spanning thousands of years.  For Braydon, his battlefield was always beyond the stars.

Braydon disappeared in a flash, arriving at the Spirit Sea, stepping onto the Path to Heaven where the 10,000 banished immortals stood.  His presence released a terrifying aura that even transcendents felt press upon them.

“Return!” With a soft shout, 10,000 Dharma Idols merged into his body, breaking the chains and advancing him to the immortal monarch realm.  Despite his strength, the immortal path’s power still could not transform Braydon’s body, where primordial chaos energy, the origin energy of the universe, and reincarnation energy were concealed.

His breakthrough took only a day, and his power grew dramatically.  At that moment, ripples appeared in the small world he had created.

He vanished in a flash, entering the dense, immortal energy-filled realm.  Scattered innate lifeforms were scattered all over, with one enormous golden egg beginning to crack, and from it emerged a golden dragon—a five-clawed dragon who had survived the transcendent tribulation with the help of the Undying Snake Technique, becoming a true expert in the transcendent realm.

“You saved me, so I owe you a favor,” she said calmly.

“If you become my mount, I’ll help you ascend to the level nine realm.” “Dream on,” the golden dragon snapped, her eyes blazing with anger.

“Shall we test that?” Braydon smiled faintly as they left the small world, arriving together on the Path to Heaven.

“Don’t think I’ll submit just because you saved me,” the dragon said coldly.

“Becoming my mount would not be beneath you.

I’ll allow you to reach the level nine realm—an offer that’s far from small.” Braydon raised his left hand, summoning a three-foot-long blade.  The sword shimmered like a stream of light, exuding sharp intent.

The golden dragon launched her attack, unwilling to betray her pride by becoming a human’s mount.