ushernet Chapter 1336: Three Years in a Coma
Chapter 1336: Three Years in a Coma
Chapter 1336: Three Years in a Coma
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“2,000 imperial paths can amplify power by 200,000 times!”
Braydon Neal exclaimed, a smile gracing his lips.
“And there are still 1,000 newly ascended imperial paths that can increase my power by 1,000 times!”
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Braydon said all that calmly.
The second level of the emperor realm was undoubtedly a hundred times stronger than that of a newly ascended emperor.
The augmentation in power was truly formidable.
“Follow me,” urged the old artifact spirit, sounding perplexed.
With a swift swoosh, Braydon’s surroundings blurred, and he found himself standing in a vast grassland.
Stretching endlessly, the green expanse was populated by humanoid apes.
Ten of these creatures stood before him, emanating a formidable pressure.
Each of them possessed the ability to unleash power 10,000 times their own.
“Kill them, and you’ll earn the right to access Master’s basic inheritance,” the artifact spirit stated calmly.
With a primal roar, the apes launched their attack, their beastly instincts driving them forward.
Despite their overwhelming pressure, Braydon remained unperturbed.
Standing his ground, he observed the advancing creatures and, with a mere thought, summoned an imperial path behind him—a testament to the prowess of a second-level emperor realm expert.
It could amplify his combat strength by 200 times!
Ten of them were 2,000 times, and a hundred was 20,000 times!
Braydon remained calm and confident.
With his battle prowess, he could easily defeat the ten individuals before him.
However, what unfolded next left Braydon furious.
Releasing ten imperial paths, he pushed his abilities to unprecedented levels.
As the 20th imperial path materialized, Braydon felt a surge of power coursing through him, clear-minded and strong.
Eager to unleash more, Braydon prepared to release the 21st imperial path.
But before he could act, a violent tremor wracked his body, and he staggered backward, blood spewing from his lips.
In this crucible of combat, Braydon gained a newfound appreciation for the tower’s enigmatic owner and the world they inhabited.
It was clear that their existence surpassed the realm in which Braydon currently resided.
Forced to muster his full strength, Braydon invoked his 10,000-fold amplification, yet still found himself stifled by the tenacious apes.
Initially overwhelmed and frequently injured, Braydon gradually adapted to the relentless onslaught.
“Quite the interesting fellow,” the artifact spirit remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You’re cleverly using the apes’ attacks to acclimate to your own strength.”
Growing weary of the game, Braydon resolved to end it.
His eyes blazed with determination as he prepared to unleash the Sky Splitting Wings, only to realize they were ineffective in this realm.
“No spirit artifacts here. Only your innate combat prowess—and whatever tools you can wield,” the old artifact spirit clarified.
Unfazed, Braydon summoned a radiant white light, imbuing his surroundings with a rainbow-like brilliance.
Activating eight techniques simultaneously, he surged forward with doubled speed, while the imperial technique transformed the verdant grass into lethal blades.
The green leaves transformed into a single, formidable longsword, as if a myriad of swords converged into one.
Gripping the blade, Braydon surged forward, swiftly slicing through the air and killing the ten apes with a single stroke.
Their heads tumbled to the ground, and with a resounding bang, each ape dissipated into oblivion, leaving no trace of its existence.
Though Braydon sensed a slight disturbance, he brushed it off, recognizing it as a potential illusion.
As the green sword dissipated into swirling leaves, a small black seal materialized in the sky above.
The thumb-sized seal was extremely pure, and there were even runes on it.
“Congratulations,” the artifact spirit exclaimed, “you’ve accepted the soul seal, which contains Master’s basic inheritance and even a core legacy for future cultivation.”
Touching the seal, Braydon felt it meld into his soul, causing a sudden surge of sensation.
A booming voice echoed within him.
“I am in outer space. Before I fell, my remaining soul turned into a soul seal, containing my inherited technique. I hope that you will cultivate diligently and not waste it.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Braydon’s eyes rolled, and he fainted.
A huge amount of information and memories surged out.
Braydoni was already an emperor, but he still couldn’t withstand this boundless power.
The memory inheritance was too huge.
Overwhelmed by the influx of memories and information, Braydon succumbed to unconsciousness twice in rapid succession.
When he finally regained consciousness...