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Chapter 393: There is a Pinnacle Among the Yin-Yang People

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation       Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The Northern King falling on Mount Sheburg.

In a fit of rage, the capital would bury this thousand-year-old temple on Mount Sheburg along with Braydon Neal!

How much importance did the capital place on Braydon?

In the martial arts world of Hansworth, the old seniors who cultivated in seclusion were always paying attention to King Braydon’s growth.

The capital regarded Braydon as the son of Hansworth.

The old seniors in secluded cultivation regarded him as a morning star.

They wanted to place the fate of the country on Bradyon’s shoulders when he turns twenty.

Although Braydon was young, he carried the hopes of too many people.

Even the mysterious yin-yang people were fighting with the northern army, and even though both sides were fighting to the death, would Haroon Lincoln dare to kill Braydon?

Haroon definitely would not dare!

They did not even dare to kill him!

If Braydon died, there would be chaos in the country.

There would be a huge disaster!

At this moment.

Haroon was being nailed to a tree. Tonight, he had witnessed the astonishing strength of this white-clothed youth.

He had also witnessed terrifying methods.

“You can feel the cold energy in my body, right?” Braydon smiled.

“I can feel that it seems to be a complete pinnacle martial arts path!”

Haroon was at a half-step pinnacle, so the icy energy covering Braydon’s body was somewhat attractive to him.

This feeling was like a complete pinnacle martial arts path.

Braydon was chatting casually. He was talking about the half-step pinnacle that he had killed with three blades in the northern desert.

In terms of strength, even ten Haroons would not be able to match him.

Braydon used the first five techniques of the eight king-conferring techniques and killed him in the desert with three slashes.

All the ruthless men in the northern territory knew about this.

What they did not know was that the counterattack of that pinnacle before his death had severely injured Braydon with a palm strike and sent a cold energy into his body.

This cold energy was that person’s pinnacle martial arts path!

The pinnacle martial arts path entered his body.

Braydon was a ninth-level king back then, and his body instinctively merged with this martial arts path.

He was just one step away from knocking open the door to the pinnacle.

In layman’s terms.

Braydon had almost stepped onto the pinnacle path.

At the last moment, Braydon did not hesitate to heavily injure himself and forcefully interrupted this breakthrough.

This caused the cold energy, which was the pinnacle martial arts path, to backfire on him. It was like a maggot in his bones, tormenting Braydon day and night.

Whv did Bravdon do this?

The reason was simple.

Firstly, this pinnacle martial art path was cultivated and comprehended by the pinnacle martial artist himself.

Once it entered Braydon’s body, it would fuse with him.

It was as if Braydon had borrowed someone else’s pinnacle path to become a pinnacle.

If he broke through like this, he would be the weakest pinnacle.

From then on, his cultivation stopped there!

There would be no more progress in the future.

With Braydon’s talent, he was not even twenty years old yet. Do you think that the pinnacle realm was the highest achievement of Braydon’s life?

Definitely more than that!

No matter which technique Braydon mastered, after reaching the pinnacle, he was invincible among those of the same level.

Each of the pinnacle martial art path could suppress the cold energy in his body.

Thus, Braydon stopped this breakthrough.

Otherwise, fusing with the yin energy to break through would be like cutting off one’s own future.

From this, it could be seen that the half-step pinnacle was ruthless. Before he died, he wanted to destroy Braydon. It seemed as if he was helping Braydon become a pinnacle, and he did not hesitate to inject his pinnacle path into Braydon’s body.

In reality, he wanted to destroy Braydon!

In that battle, that half-step pinnacle had seen Braydon use the king-conferring techniques, and he was like a God.

It was extremely terrifying!

He realized that Braydon was going to use these eight techniques to become a pinnacle.

If he succeeded, the Northern King would be invincible!

Therefore, he used this method to help Braydon break through and become the weakest pinnacle before he died.

His intentions were vicious.

Haroon listened silently and said softly, “This insidious method is indeed incurable. If this person didn’t die, it was only a matter of time before he became a pinnacle.”

“He came to kill me on the eve of becoming a pinnacle, and in the end, he died under my blade. Do you want to follow in his footsteps?”

Braydon put his hands behind his back and smiled, allowing the cold energy to wreak havoc.

But it would not kill him!

Haroon fell silent. “Your Highness,” he said in a hoarse voice, “the inheritance of yin and yang has a great history. It’s not as simple as it seems!”

“There is a pinnacle among the yin-yang people!”

Haroon let out a breath of turbid air. At this time, he had to stop Braydon’s unrealistic thoughts.

The yin-yang people would not yield to anyone!

Another rejection!

The yin-yang refused to submit.

This was the third time he had rejected Braydon!

Since that was the case.

Braydon slowly pulled out the Northern King sword and sheathed it. He did not kill Haroon and said softly, “Since there is a pinnacle among the yin-yang people, it means that there are other leaders other than you!”

‘Yes!”

Haroon nodded-

Braydon smiled faintly. “Then I’ll have to trouble you to tell the pinnacle that since we’re enemies, the only chance for you to defeat me is before the Mount Tanish official rite ceremony!

“If you miss this opportunity, the yin-yang line that has been passed down for thousands of years will disappear in this era! “I can’t tolerate people who wander outside the law!”

Braydon’s smile was really like the spring breeze.

It was impossible for Haroon not to understand.

Once Braydon was conferred the titles on Mount Tanish, he would carry the fate of the country and become the son of Hansworth, stepping into the pinnacle realm.

His strength, status, and authority would all reach the peak.

At that time, no matter how mysterious the yin-yang people were, they would be killed by King Braydon.

There was no way out.

Therefore, for the yin-yang people, they had to act before Braydon was conferred those titles.

It was Haroon’s only chance!

Haroon turned around and limped down the mountain with Andrew Seal supporting him.

In this vast night, the sky was as bright as the sky.

The bright moon was like a plate, and the stars were dazzling.

At this moment.

At the foot of Mount Sheburg, the earth trembled faintly, and dust flew everywhere.

The first Legion of the northern army had arrived!

The first legion that Braydon had personally commanded was the strongest legion in the northern army.

The ten legions were led by the first legion!

Black banners fluttered in the wind. Cole Colbie’s troops had arrived.

One hundred thousand elites, each of them wearing a black scarf to cover their faces, revealed their determined eyes. Stepping on the ground, they swept over. The aura of golden spears and iron horses was accompanied by soaring killing intent.

The three thousand imperial guards had already arrived. All of them unsheathed their swords and rushed straight to the peak of Mount Sheburg! The order they had received was that the commander was already injured!

One could imagine.

The soldiers of the northern army who came tonight were filled with anger.

The great commander of the imperial guards of the northern army, Cole Colbie, increased his speed and reached the summit in a few moments. “Northern army imperial guards greet the commander!”

Three thousand black-robed guards appeared in unison. They looked at the commander with his back to them, and fervent faith flashed in their eyes.

Until the moment Braydon turned around.

Everyone was furious!

Braydon’s handsome face was pale, and a layer of blue icicles had appeared on it.

This was a relapse of his injuries!

“Commander?” The eyes of the three thousand imperial guards turned red.

Since the establishment of the imperial guards, they had never left Braydon in the northern territory.

Every time the commander was injured, it was seen as the greatest humiliation for the imperial guards.

Cole saw Braydon’s serious injuries and angrily said, “Brother, what happened? Did your injury relapse? Kill and raze this place!”
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