Chapter 982: The Two Senior Sisters are So Fierce!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

His control over vitality had long reached the point where he could move his Qi at will.

With just a thought, he could mobilize his vitality and form a shield in front of him.

The Northern King Sword was blocked, and Braydon Neal’s attack failed. The pinnacle behind him was like a swarm of locusts, covering the sky and covering the earth as it attacked again.

More than 50 pinnacles attacked Braydon together.

There was also a chaos pinnacle in the dark.

It was already not easy for Braydon to fight to this stage.

There was a strong enemy in front and a killer move behind.

Braydon was in a desperate situation.

This made Braydon say softly, “Originally, I wanted to leave this extra strength for that chaos pinnacle. Since you all want to die, how can I not fulfill your wish?”

“Spirit Summoning Monarch Art, Perpetual Darkness Descent!”

Braydon said softly.

It shocked everyone on the spot!

“Spirit Summoning Monarch Art?” Jisho Takaeda’s expression changed drastically.

“That Sovereign Lord’s cultivation technique! How does he know the technique!”

A hoarse voice of shock and anger came from the chaos pinnacle hidden in the dark.

His voice was filled with fear and unease.

The white-robed Braydon truly had too many secrets.

The Spirit Summoning Monarch Art was truly terrifying.

All the pinnacles felt their vision turn black. To be precise, the darkness of the night became even deeper. It was as if the stars had dissipated and there was no longer any light in the world.

Everyone was blinded.

However, the hearing of pinnacle martial artists was extremely sharp. It was not difficult to determine the location by listening to the wind.

“Spirit Summoning Art, Eternal Light!” Braydon’s voice sounded again.

In the next second, the world was as bright as day.

Light appeared, blinding.

Even someone as strong as pinnacles felt a piercing pain in their eyes. He looked at Braydon, who was covered in white light like a small sun.

The light lit up the entire Fura Island.

It was this light that made the girl in green, who was walking on the sea a hundred miles away from Fura Island, reveal a strange light in her clear eyes. She opened her cherry lips and said, “Little Seven’s talent is really as Teacher expected. He has already reached the level of banished immortals!”

“He is so young and has cultivated the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art to this stage. He has already surpassed Teacher’s level, right?”

The girl beside her was as gentle as water. Her fair fingers gently brushed her earlobes and her beautiful hair. She smiled gently, and her face was as beautiful as a painting. She was filled with tenderness.

The lady in green nodded slightly. “Teacher said three years ago that Little Seven is far superior to me when I was young. Little Seven summoned the perpetual darkness and eternal light. It is a sign that the Spirit Summoning Art is about to succeed.”

“Is Little Seven willing to come with us?”

The girl in the green dress tilted her head, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness.

The woman in green stepped on the waves and silently arrived at the periphery of Fura Island. “That’s not up to him,” she said indifferently.

Braydon did not notice their arrival.

Using the summoning technique was akin to using the Spirit Summoning Art.

Braydon’s actions made him almost like a god.

The natural suppression made all the martial artists present feel fear.

Braydon’s body was as bright as day. He turned around and looked coldly at all the pinnacles present. He slowly said, “Spirit Summoning Art. National Fate Summon. All of it belongs to me!”

“What?”

All the Banko martial artists present were shocked.

“Kill him!”Jisho Takaeda’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared.

“You are seeking death by coveting our country’s fate!”

The chaos pinnacle who was hiding in the dark was instantly furious.

Everyone present was furious!

The young man on the altar, Zenitsu Wasaguri, was completely stunned.

He was completely dumbfounded.

He had already made all the preparations. He was less than ten meters away from the descent of the national fate.

But in the blink of an eye, the national fate that belonged to him actually turned around and ran away.

It turned around and ran away.

The power of the nation’s fate actually enveloped Braydon’s head.

The pressure of the national fate was the might of heaven.

A hundred miles of national fate flowed over like a river, and the heavenly might it produced instantly enveloped the entire land.

In an instant, the pinnacles present were thrown into the air like sticks.

The fate of the country and the might of the heavens struck the soul.

No matter how high your vitality was, it was useless.

Furthermore, if they weren’t a proud son of the heavens, if they wanted to bear the power of the country’s fate with their old body, it was equal to suicide.

The national fate above Braydon’s head was sucked into his body. He stood straight and absorbed it forcefully.

The invisible sword in his left hand was formed by the power of the nation’s fate.

How terrifying was the national fate sword?

Last year, it was the national fate sword that almost killed Sadie Dudley.

Now, Braydon held the sword in his hand and turned around to slash horizontally.

The invisible sword cut through the burly man’s spear and slashed across his chest.

A conferred pinnacle had his arms cut off and his body split into two.

He was killed on the spot!

The national fate sword was formless and colorless, but nothing could catch it.

Braydon stood in the sky, carrying the fate of the country with him. He held the sword and killed all the pinnacle experts who could be killed in a short period of time.

More than half of the 50 pinnacles died in an instant.

The situation of surrounding and killing Braydon was instantly reversed.

It had collapsed!

Everything happened because of the fate of the country.

The success of Banko would be due to the fate of the country, and its failure would also be due to the fate of the country.

The one who was most angered was Zenitsu Wasaguri. His eyes were bloodshot and he was on the verge of going crazy.

Because Braydon had taken everything from him!

This national fate should have belonged to him, Zenitsu.

Zenitsu could already see himself carrying the fate of the country and becoming the number one genius of Banko.

He was prepared to be honored and worshipped by the people.

But now, there was nothing left?

Braydon had destroyed everything!

Zenitsu’s eyes turned red as he roared, “Braydon Neal! I’ll kill you!”

“You could have used your body to carry the fate of the country.”

Braydon’s words provoked Zenitsu even more.

What did he mean? Zenitsu could have used his body to carry the fate of the country?

The fate of the country belonged to him, Zenitsu!

Moreover, even when Banko sent the pinnacles to cross the border to Mount Tanish last year, they were not as domineering and frivolous as Braydon.

Back then, the 1,000 pinnacles of the hundred countries only wanted to kill Braydon and kill the Northern King of Hansworth. They did not want him to reach great success, and they did not want Braydon to reach the pinnacle realm.

Now, Braydon’s revenge was even more shocking. He actually stole the national fate of Banko.

This was simply not leaving any leeway. He was an outsider who bore the fate of another country.

In this world, the only person who dared to do such a thing was the Northern King.

This kind of thing was indeed satisfying.

But it was even more hateful.

“Die!” Zenitsu turned around and charged at Braydon with his katana.

Swoosh!

Braydon placed his left hand in front of him.

The invisible power of the nation’s fate formed a barrier that blocked Zenitsu’s attack.

Coincidentally, at this moment.

From the depths of Fura Island came a dignified and old voice that sounded like thunder. “Hansworth has gone too far. They have sent their pinnacle experts into Banko, massacring our martial artists and stealing our fate. Young man, do you know that even when the world’s martial arts flourished a thousand years ago, no one dared to do this!

“Doing this is the greatest humiliation and provocation to all the martial artists of Banko. From now on, the martial artists of the two countries will kill each other on sight. It will be an irreconcilable hatred!”

The old voice continued, accompanied by the pressure of heaven and earth.

This was the ancient supreme pinnacle from Banko!