The Strongest War God-Chapter 1606 - I was Once Unparalleled
Chapter 1606: I was Once Unparalleled
Chapter 1606: I was Once Unparalleled Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Perhaps there was no need to incite another war among the myriad races.
Even if he dispatched a few nirvana realm cultivators, Lord Whitlow coldly asserted, “They wouldn’t dare to provoke another inter-racial conflict.
They lack the foundation to do so.”
“He is right.
The myriad races in the starry sky no longer possess the capability,” the Bright Lord added with a smile.
“The reason for instigating another war among the races is simple.”
He continued, “Back then, beyond the cosmos, with a single sword strike, you cut through time itself.
You slew one group, entombed another, and sealed away yet another batch!”
“In that great conflict within this universe, over eighty percent of the resources accumulated by the races over the past ninety million years were obliterated by us,” the Bright Lord explained.
“Those ancient beings couldn’t even reincarnate, and we shattered their soul imprints!
“Though we perished, we laid to rest all the ancient adversaries amassed by the myriad races over countless millennia.
It wasn’t a loss; it ensured the ascendancy of our human race in the starry expanse, shielding us from reprisals by the races behind those ancient foes.”
The Bright Lord’s tone was casual, but Braydon Neal felt a sense of relief.Â
The matter had been settled long ago.Â
The true foundation of the myriad races had largely perished in that conflict.Â
They no longer dared to initiate another war.
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Braydon nodded slightly.Â
Although his soul imprint remained dormant, it didn’t matter.Â
He had cultivated diligently in this lifetime.Â
Even if his soul imprint were to awaken, its memories were of the past and could not sway Braydon’s resolve.
“Each generation charts its own course,” he thought.
“The past is the past, and this life is mine.”
Having awakened the five lords in the Second Universe, Braydon knew that the forces stirred were not limited to the human race alone.
The demons had also received the news.Â
However, in the Second Universe, the human race held absolute control, and demon creatures were completely barred from entry.
In the following hour, Braydon conversed with the five lords and gradually gleaned insights into their era’s affairs.Â
Only after the lords dispersed did cultivators from other realms, including the Yin Yang Holy Master, enter the Second Universe.
As this significant figure descended once more, his gaze held a mix of complexity and scrutiny as he observed Braydon.Â
The appearance of the five lords clarified why Braydon possessed the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art—the empress who devised this technique was once his wife.Â
She had been the consort of the man whom the five lords followed.
Single-handedly, this individual subdued myriad races across the universe.Â
His ascension was inexorable, his brilliance overshadowing the cosmos’s most prodigious talents, who became mere stepping stones in his path.Â
Even the humans of the cosmos feared his charisma.
His domineering nature extended beyond mere suppression; it compelled even the human race to submit to his will.Â
As his cultivation neared the universe’s pinnacle, poised for transcendence, dread gripped all races.Â
Success meant eternal subjugation for the ten thousand races, especially the demons, who feared him most.
This ruthless figure ascended, wielding power that subdued not only other races but also his own kind.Â
His hands were stained with half of the demon race’s blood, forged in the crucible of centuries-old enmity between humans and demons.
Leading the five lords and others into battle across the starry expanse, he decimated eight demon races and razed entire demon stellar realms.
If he succeeded in his transcendence, the demons would face unparalleled terror and subjugation.
It was precisely because of the fear instilled in the hearts of the ten thousand races that they didn’t hesitate to exterminate Braydon’s previous life and even the five lords.Â
Their ultimate goal was to seize the path!
Rumors circulated that the five lords had mastered a new path surpassing this universe, a path already sprouting.Â
Given time, they would undoubtedly follow that ruthless man to transcend and take the final step.Â
Among the ten thousand races, ancient beings also coveted this path, aspiring to transcend the universe and reach its ultimate limits.Â
However, their hopes were dashed.
The follower of the five lords met his demise in the forbidden zone beyond the starry sky, his soul obliterated before he could pass on the new path.Â
Similarly, the five lords themselves suffered the same fate—they never revealed the new path.
Rooted in place, Braydon’s eyes turned cold.Â
“The reincarnation of the five lords is right beside me,” he murmured softly.Â
This was the last message the Frost Lord conveyed to Braydon before disappearing.Â
Unbeknownst to him, the five lords and many of their allies had entered the cycle of reincarnation together, accompanying the empress.
Braydon’s return signaled the imminent reappearance of the five lords in the human world.Â
“Myriad Races?” Braydon spoke in a low voice, hands clasped behind his back.
“If you surrounded and hunted me in my past life, this enmity remains!”
Some blood debts defy the passage of time and demand retribution.Â
With Braydon’s resolute personality, forgiveness was not an option for any enemy.Â
He understood the pain of solitary struggle and the despair of facing death alone, witnessing his comrades fall one by one at his feet.
The Yin Yang Holy Master stepped forward cautiously.
“Braydon, did Brother Bright and the others mention anything about the new path?” He paused, then added, “You mentioned that you wanted it?”
Braydon smiled faintly in response.Â
The Yin Yang Holy Master’s expression turned serious as he spoke, “I haven’t reached that stage yet.
Even if you possess the new path hidden within you, be cautious.
Some things can corrupt beyond imagination!”Â
It was a warning—a reminder of the coveted nature of the new path concealed within Braydon’s body, sought after by all races, potentially causing envy even within his own race.
“I will inform Chief Chadwick,” the Yin Yang Holy Master continued solemnly, “He will do his utmost to protect your identity.”
Braydon understood the difficulty.
“I can’t conceal it unless I forsake the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art and the Spirit Summoning Art,” he acknowledged.Â
Having mastered these arts, hiding from the scrutiny of the cosmos cultivators was virtually impossible unless he ceased using them entirely and eliminated all banished immortal tribulation bodies—an impractical feat.
The Yin Yang Holy Master sighed.
“Do your best to keep it hidden.
You’ve conversed with Brother Bright extensively; you know the formidable adversaries we faced.
Once your identity is exposed, trouble will follow endlessly.”
“Until then, we’ll strive to shield and neutralize any threats,” he assured, adding a sobering reality check.
“However, our actions must also safeguard our race’s continuity.
When Brother Bright and others were besieged by experts from all races, we could only watch their demise.
Direct intervention risks inviting the myriad races to unite against us.
Despite our strength, we cannot confront the collective might of the ten thousand races.”
The Yin Yang Holy Master clenched his fists, signifying the weight of their responsibilities.
