The Strongest War God-Chapter 1878: This is My Son

It was as powerful as the origin energy of the universe.

A massive cocoon formed.

"Not enough!" Braydon Neal observed calmly.

The immortal origin energy was still insufficient.

In the next moment, he shouted, "Ancient Soul!"

Braydon called upon his ancient soul for Saven Flerov.

This was the first time the ancient soul had been revealed to the world.

The ancient soul, once it left the body, was uncontrollable.

As expected, the ancient soul emerged with Braydon’s eyes closed, radiating a faint aura.

It disrupted the immortal path and threw time into chaos.

The soul stood motionless, impervious to any nearby power.

Lord McAvoy observed and said with a solemn expression, "The soul of the first generation!"

The revered soul of the first generation!

Braydon’s first incarnation was a 10th level transcendent.

Among all the transcendents who had surpassed the cosmos, only Braydon had reached the 10th level.

He had touched the essence of transcendence and, with its aid, broken free from transcendence’s constraints to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

He had cultivated through countless generations, arriving at the end of the world, an extraordinary achievement.

The ancient soul appeared, and its eyes flickered open, exuding an ancient aura.

In an instant, the 10,000 palaces of the Immortal Alliance turned to dust.

The surrounding 10,000 palaces disintegrated, and the bodies of all the immortal beings turned to blood mist, leaving only their immortal souls behind.

Everyone was stunned, completely unaware of what had just happened.

They felt a terrifying power enveloping their bodies, and then this scene unfolded.

Fortunately, ancient souls couldn’t attack or harbor any killing intent; otherwise, their souls would have been obliterated.

Braydon looked at the ancient soul and commanded, "Gather the origin energy of the seven realms and help Saven form a new body!"

In the end, he ensured that Saven would not follow his old path.

Father and son shared the same path.

Was Braydon going to be forced to kill his own son at the end of this journey? How cruel could that be?

Trevon Neal had his mother, Heather Sage, protecting him.

She did her best so that Trevon would avoid Braydon in this life.

But what about Saven?

To Heather, his mother, Halya Kanevsky, was nothing more than a mere ant, completely insignificant in comparison.

Braydon had to influence Saven’s future.

The ancient soul opened his eyes and looked at Saven, saying, "This is my son!"

"Cut the crap!" Braydon’s face darkened.

He had many children and had to bear the karma of all generations by himself.

The ancient soul’s ramblings were not helpful.

Fortunately, the ancient soul soon took action.

With a wave of his hand, he delved deep into the endless void and forcibly obtained seven types of power: the cosmos origin, the immortal path origin, the god path origin, the heavenly path origin, the devil path origin, the demon path origin, and the path origin.

It was said that an ancient path realm once existed in the starry sky, giving birth to innate lifeforms skilled in all paths, including the immortal and god paths.

This world had long disappeared, and very few knew of its existence.

Now, all seven origins had appeared and were infused into the cocoon.

The ancient soul pointed at the cocoon and guided Saven to absorb the power of the seven worlds, creating the most formidable innate foundation.

This potential might even surpass his transcendent body.

While beings from all races in the universe envied the innate transcendent body, to an ancient creature like Braydon, it was insignificant.

With the foundation laid for Saven, transcending in the future would be within his reach.

The benefits and potential were immense.

The ancient soul remained cold, stating, "Seven world origins, seven refinements of transcendence. With my son’s talent, he will undoubtedly be able to transcend. Transcend seven times and become invincible among his peers!"

Braydon’s mouth twitched, but he said nothing.

This was the path he had chosen for Saven, and in the end, it seemed like all the credit was being attributed to the ancient soul.

However, he was one with the ancient soul—one being the physical body and the other the soul.

If they were to separate, neither would fare well.

A soul without a body was like floating duckweed, and a body without a soul was like a dead tree.

The two had become one!

Braydon watched as Saven was reborn and formed a new body.

Turning to Halya, he said, "It will take some time for Saven to wake up. I’m going to see your father."

A trace of pity flashed in Halya’s eyes.

Even though this father had hurt his son, he was still her father—the former master of the Immortal Alliance.

Lukyan Flerov’s personality was much like Braydon’s.

If Braydon was going to meet Shadey Kanevsky, it wasn’t just a visit.

He would likely need to be ruthless, given that Lukyan’s son had nearly been refined into a pill.

This was not only an insult to Lukyan but also to Braydon.

What kind of person was Braydon?

The act of refining a child into a medicinal pill was a serious affront.

How could Braydon tolerate this?

Therefore, Shadey had to face the consequences.

Halya finally spoke, "He did wrong back then. He has suffered through the killing formation for so many years and has already paid the price. Can you give him a way out?" ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Did he ever consider giving Lukyan a way out? Did he ever give you a choice? Did he ever show pity for Saven?" Braydon had been suppressing his anger.

Halya remained silent.

According to her, Braydon would heal Saven, and they would owe each other nothing after that.

They would not meet again in this lifetime.

If she begged Braydon further, it would be too much.

When had a woman ever been reasonable?

Braydon turned and left decisively.

With his hands behind his back, he stepped into the air and headed towards the ancient star in the sky.

White mist filled the air, and the third killing formation lay within.

Even supreme transcendent experts did not dare to enter, let alone peak immortal cultivators.

Anyone who entered would die!

The ancient soul reentered Braydon’s body as he walked alone.

Lord McAvoy considered this and decided to follow.

The two of them entered the planet.

It was a vast and boundless world, shrouded in thick white fog that obscured their vision.

What was even more chilling was that the ground of this immense planet was covered in white bones.

Some experts were perfectly preserved, lying on the ground as if they were merely asleep.

In reality, they were all corpses!

Hundreds of millions of corpses littered the ground, a grim testament to Lukyan’s enormous sins.

As Braydon entered, the white mist automatically parted to create a passage.

He was familiar with the core region of the planet.

"Stay close, or you’ll be attacked by the third killing formation!" Braydon warned Lord McAvoy.

"Understood!" Lord McAvoy replied, wary of the dangers.

The third killing formation was not to be taken lightly.

In the core area of the planet stood an altar, 30,000 meters tall and a stark dark white, seemingly soaked in layers of immortal blood.

A black-robed figure was seated cross-legged atop the altar.

He breathed through his nose and mouth, causing the wind and clouds in the world to surge, with white fog billowing from his nostrils.

The white fog enveloping the star world was his breath.

That person was Lukyan!

Braydon approached the base of the altar and surveyed the corpses scattered across the ground.

All were at the peak of the immortal path.

They were not enemies, but rather, slaves!