The Strongest War God

Chapter 2019: The Hidden Old Man Chapter 2019: The Hidden Old Man Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In just a short month, Braydon Neal had accumulated a large amount of snow spirit stones.  His own strength had also been honed, and his mastery of the mysterious sword technique had grown more proficient.  As he continued to fight, he gained new insights.  However, the disappearance of numerous low-level yetis attracted the attention of experts.  Several level six yetis began searching this area.

They wore white robes with a silver immortal sword embroidered on their chests, identifying them as members of the Law Enforcement Hall of the yeti race.  Without hesitation, Braydon turned to flee.  If the tribunal council discovered his presence, he would certainly be hunted down by high-level yetis.

Braydon traveled tens of thousands of miles, leaving the area.  If he didn’t leave, disaster would strike.

On the peak of a towering snow mountain, a drunk Elder Juntenen looked over.

“What?

Kid, you’ve killed so many yetis.

Why aren’t you running?” “What news did you receive?” Braydon smiled.

“What a cunning kid!” Elder Juntenen said angrily.

“The yeti tribe’s Judgement Hall knows about what you’ve done.

They’ve informed the tribunal council and are secretly searching for you.” “Killed a few yetis.

Is that necessary?” Braydon deliberately downplayed it.

“How many did you kill?” Elder Juntenen laughed.

“During this time, the number of low-level yetis that died by your hand must be close to three million, right?” With one sentence, he summed up what Braydon had done recently.  The low-level yetis had been slaughtered—all thanks to Braydon.  Doing so would undoubtedly attract the yeti tribe’s attention, prompting further investigation.  This was something that could shake the race’s foundation, so he had to be cautious.

Braydon calculated that it was time to find a way out of this small world.

Elder Juntenen stretched lazily.

“What’s so fun about a small world?

If you want excitement, go to a big world.

Kreig Jordahl, who died here, was extremely skilled in the path of space.

After reaching the tenth level, his understanding of space surpassed others at his level.” “The Omnidirectional Stone Array he created has evolved into a spatial life array.

It continuously creates new spaces and nurtures new life.” “Life?” Braydon’s eyes shone with interest.

The tenth level combatant who fell here was called Kreig Jordahl.  It was natural for him to have unique insights into the path of space.

But a formation that could evolve into a new space and become a life form?

That meant his skill in the path of life was as advanced as his mastery of the path of space.

Double path tenth level transcendent?

It far surpassed his generation.

Braydon had never heard of such a talent.

Braydon’s gaze shifted as he looked at Elder Juntenen, falling into deep thought.

“What’s wrong?

Did you notice something unusual?” Elder Juntenen smiled.

“A double path tenth-level transcendent?” Braydon asked calmly.

“Smart.

Kreig Jordahl’s name shook the starry skies back then.

Everyone knew he had reached the tenth level in the path of space, but few realized that his mastery of the path of space came earlier.

The power of transcendence was so overwhelming that he became a life form.

Even I couldn’t achieve it back then.” Elder Juntenen sighed deeply.

“Back then, you?” Braydon was stunned.

“Some past events aren’t worth mentioning.” Elder Juntenen dismissed it.

“This mystic realm was indeed created by the founder of the third universe.

Later, he uncovered secrets that shouldn’t have been revealed, which led to a disaster here.

Kreig Jordahl was second only to that founder.

“This place used to be a saint region, and Kreig Jordahl was the second most powerful figure there.

The founder of the saint region once said that if Kreig Jordahl hadn’t focused on two paths, he might have surpassed the tenth level, standing as an equal.” “Unfortunately…” Elder Juntenen shook his head with a deep sigh.  Such a figure had fallen here, and the world no longer remembered his name.  Time made people forget too much.

But Braydon replied calmly, “Kreig Jordahl was ambitious.

I bet he planned to surpass the tenth level in both paths.

If he succeeded, even the lord of the saint region would kneel before him.” “Everyone has ambitions, but how many actually succeed?” Elder Juntenen shook his head, disinterested in such matters.

Braydon pondered why Elder Juntenen was telling him this.

Double level ten inheritance—wasn’t he interested?

Didn’t he want it?

Under Braydon’s puzzled gaze, Elder Juntenen said lazily, “I reached the tenth level once.” “What?” Braydon was stunned.

Was this old man joking, or bragging to tease him?

Elder Juntenen stretched and said, “Let’s not dwell on the past.

Kid, I see that you’re sneaky and cunning.

Were you really sincere about joining my Lotus Feather Pavilion?” “Or are you after that level ten path?” Elder Juntenen looked intrigued.

“Who wouldn’t be tempted by a tenth level path?” Braydon smiled faintly.

“That’s true.

But you lack the strength to seek such things.

It would only lead to your death.

Better to stay diligent.” Elder Juntenen suddenly stood up, ready to leave with Braydon.

But someone approached!

A bone-chilling pressure descended from the sky, as fierce as the Path Lord—a peak level nine presence.

“Old thief!

You killed my clansmen and used their spirit crystals to make wine!

How dare you!” A man with a robust physique shouted angrily.

“What?” Braydon was shocked, glancing at Elder Juntenen.

So, he wasn’t the only one killing yetis—this old man had secretly been killing them too and even used their crystals for wine.

The damage was substantial, but the insult was greater.

But Elder Juntenen calmly replied, “Your yeti tribe has lorded over us for years.

I killed a few to make wine, and you’re not pleased?” After that, he grabbed Braydon and swung his sleeve.

Bang!

With terrifying force, he pushed the level nine yeti back ten miles and left with Braydon.

Could this old man be a tenth-level expert?

Yet Braydon sensed something amiss—this old man seemed to have hidden injuries that limited his power.

Breaking through the small world’s barrier was easy for him.  He allowed the turbulence of time to strike him as he fearlessly carried Braydon to a large world.

This great world was the foundation of the Omnidirectional Stone Array.  The experts of the Lotus Feather Pavilion were all there.

Braydon saw the five pavilion masters of the Lotus Feather Pavilion displaying overwhelming power.  Led by Scipio Langdon, they were organizing the great world’s spatial dao and planning to advance further.

Elder Juntenen stood on a mountain, gazing at the sky with relief.

“Scipio has accumulated enough in the path of space.

It’s only a matter of time before he reaches the tenth level.” “The tenth level path of life will be invaluable in helping you recover your peak.” Braydon doubted that this old man had no greed at all—he probably hoped to benefit from it.

When Scipio and the others broke the Omnidirectional Stone Array and touched Kreig Jordahl’s remains, he would ascend.  The path of space would go to the five pavilion masters, and he would claim the other tenth level path.