ushernet Chapter 1372: Jaromir Neal Descends
Chapter 1372: Jaromir Neal Descends
chapter 1372: jaromir neal descends
editor: endlessfantasy translation
with venomous glares and threatening words, it was clear that a deadly vendetta had been declared.
braydon neal remained composed, his gaze icy as he faced the aggressor.
such words had crossed a line for braydon.
the notion of wiping out the entire neal lineage, including trevon neal and judith neal, was intolerable.
this type of avowed enemy was undeniably perilous; driven by hatred, they could push themselves to extreme lengths, risking life and limb to achieve their goals.
faced with this threat, braydon resolved that all seven of them must perish.
from his storage ring, braydon produced a black token and made contact with someone.
at the heart of the spirit sea, on a serene island akin to paradise, jaromir neal was leisurely strolling when he sensed something amiss.
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retrieving the black token, he addressed it, “thirteen!”
“i need your assistance. i have a mortal feud with seven aboriginal divines in the spirit sea region of the 11th ruin. i won’t rest until they’re dealt with,” braydon implored.
braydon was aware of the esteemed status held by the thirteen spirit sea disciples within the spirit sea.
braydon’s second brother, jaromir, possessed formidable spatial prowess, able to traverse distances instantaneously.
cutting off communication, jaromir promptly phased into space.
the seven divine-level aborigines accompanying the black-robed man were left bewildered.
they hadn’t anticipated braydon’s connection with someone from the spirit sea.
with this revelation, their chances of survival seemed bleak indeed.
despite being stray dogs, they still dared to confront braydon.
but with his ruthlessness, leaving such a dangerous threat alive was out of the question.
uproot the weeds and eliminate the threat!
those who dared to endanger his wives and children deserved nothing less than death.
in that critical moment, a fissure tore open the sky above the space, heralding the arrival of a supreme expert descending forcefully.
the black-robed man was visibly shaken, catching a glimpse of the figure emerging from the spatial passage.
with a swift motion, space itself buckled and collapsed.
the space within a hundred miles crumbled, followed by a chorus of agonized screams from the seven aborigine divine-level figures.
they were mercilessly shredded into oblivion by the relentless force of space, their very essence disintegrating.
even their storage bags were no match for the spatial onslaught, rupturing and scattering their contents into the void, where they vanished without a trace.
amidst the darkness of the collapsing space, resistance was futile.
trapped and disoriented, their inevitable demise loomed closer with each passing moment.
the black-robed man, ensnared in the collapsing void, cried out in desperation, “jaromir neal, killing a guardian of order is a grave crime!”
“i will shoulder the consequences,” jaromir replied calmly, his gesture mending the ruptured space.
with a gentle push, the rift sealed shut, entombing the black-robed man within.
his fate was sealed – trapped in the void, he wouldn’t survive more than fifteen minutes.
as the dust settled, jaromir addressed the somber silence, revealing the truth behind the unfolding events.
“there are matters i wished to discuss with you upon your entry into the spirit sea. however, circumstances compel me to address them now. the thirteen sons and the guardians of order are sworn enemies. your past actions led to the slaughter of many guardians of order, attracting the attention of a formidable adversary.”
“ninth brother employed the soul-gathering song to salvage what remained of your soul, integrating it into the three-year-old you, hidden away in preston.”
braydon found jaromir’s words somewhat believable, yet he couldn’t recall anything from his early childhood – his memory was a complete blank slate.
“after you enter the spirit sea, many of your adversaries from the past will come seeking retribution,” jaromir explained. “those who share your era, sworn enemies, and the guardians of order will all be after you.”
“what exactly awaits in the spirit sea?” braydon asked, his expression troubled.
“once you attain the divine realm, entering the spirit sea becomes imperative,” jaromir responded solemnly. “for thousands of years, the path beyond the divine realm has remained hidden within the spirit sea. it seems even the heavens conspire to keep it concealed from the outside world.”
“the path beyond the divine realm lies within the spirit sea,” jaromir emphasized. “without the prowess of a divine, one would likely be devoured by sea beasts the moment they set foot in those treacherous waters.”
braydon couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss.
jaromir let out a chuckle.
“indeed, the spirit sea has a specific purpose for attracting divine-level cultivators.”
“what exactly is this purpose?” braydon’s eyes gleamed with curiosity.
jaromir explained frankly, “the inner reaches of the spirit sea are perilous – even divines struggle to protect themselves there. yet amidst the danger, one can find secret realms and treasure troves brimming with ancient legacies.”
“in the core regions, you’ll encounter various unique sites such as combat towers, star energy reservoirs, celestial maps, and spirit-returning islands,” jaromir elaborated. “each place holds extraordinary potential, seemingly designed to nurture those who dare to explore them.”