Chapter 1262: Chapter 1262: Terrifying Speed

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Braydon Neal was taken aback.

Swiftly, he activated the Great Void of Kylo Art, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to nourish the three lotuses.

Yet, he soon realized that it was merely a drop in the ocean—the energy he absorbed fell short.

Across the distant palace, Rayha Qhobela observed, remarking softly, “All three flowers representing the Green Lotus God have reached great success. I am truly eager to witness what emerges next.”

“The item has been retrieved, Great Divine Priest,” Xetsa Yeza announced, presenting a void pouch.

“Give it to him,” Rayha instructed gently. “The three flowers require pure energy for formation.”

Without hesitation, Xetsa hastened to Braydon’s palace and produced the void pouch, revealing a colossal spirit crystal within.

Oval-shaped and over nine meters in length, such a rarity contained an immensely pure and formidable energy.

With determination, Braydon grasped the spirit crystal, channeling its power into his body.

Yet, it wasn’t him absorbing the energy—rather, the three lotuses voraciously devoured it.

The rapid absorption rate left Braydon astounded; even emperors would balk at such velocity.

In a mere moment, the three lotus flowers depleted the massive spirit crystal, falling silent thereafter.

Exhaling deeply, Braydon furrowed his brow, perplexed by the lotuses’ behavior.

Approaching him, Xetsa elucidated softly, “The blood of the Green Lotus God flows within you, but your lineage remains incomplete. Once it’s fulfilled, the red lotus will transmute into a green one. The nine-petal green lotus will bloom, birthing something immensely potent—an innate talent technique.”

“Innate technique?” Braydon regarded Xetsa with intrigue.

Xetsa nodded. “The Green Lotus God held a position of supreme authority comparable to the Divine Lord within the martial arts civilization. However, the Divine Lord created a new path accessible to all martial arts practitioners, which slightly elevated his status. The technique crafted by the Green Lotus God was exclusive to himself and his progeny. While other practitioners couldn’t grasp it, his formidable strength remained undeniable.”

Revealing a revelation, Xetsa disclosed that the three lotuses within Braydon’s body were indeed manifestations of his bloodline’s power.

Furthermore, each lotus had formed by absorbing a million Na of vitality—a clear indication that this was not the culmination, but rather a fresh beginning.

The lotus served as a vessel capable of birthing unique entities that would eventually evolve into Braydon’s innate technique—a bloodline combat technique, to be precise.

Braydon faintly sensed the burgeoning connection between himself and the three lotuses.

Among them, something novel was undeniably taking shape within the stamen.

However, its exact nature was unknown to him.

Nevertheless, these lotuses had impeded Braydon’s cultivation by absorbing his own power for so long.

Now, he could finally put an end to it.

Xetsa left the void pouch behind.

“There are spirit crystals inside. According to the Oracle Palace records, you must provide energy to the three lotuses monthly, or else they will siphon your life force.”

Braydon remarked lightly, “These three are trouble.”

Only Xetsa shook her head with a hint of helplessness.

“The technique of the Green Lotus God has captivated the martial arts civilization for millennia. As his descendant, you’re truly fortunate. Given the choice, I’d eagerly embrace the inheritance of the Green Lotus God’s bloodline.”

The Green Lotus God once held the stature of a divine-level figure—a combat prowess on par with the Divine Lord.

If this bloodline inheritance birthed a bloodline combat technique, it would undoubtedly be of divine level.

Countless emperors would covet such a prize.

Yet, for Braydon, did he have a lack of divine-level combat techniques?

The Great Void of Kylo Art.

The Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.

The Martial Arts Banished Immortal.

All were techniques of divine caliber.

If he mastered one, he would undoubtedly ascend to the divine throne in due time.

Braydon himself possessed no shortage of divine-level combat techniques!

The Mount Sino Sword Art stood as a quasi-divine technique.

Likewise, Hansworth’s hundred clothes inheritance boasted the same status.

Each garment’s original owner was a paramount figure who had left an indelible mark on their era.

However, the passage of time had led to the loss of numerous combat techniques.

It was thanks to quasi-divine level techniques that figures like Jonah Shaw and Hendrix Bailey could exhibit such astonishing prowess at a young age, reigning supreme without trepidation.

Moreover, the rapid cultivation of the Northern Army sons owed much to the assistance of the quasi-divine combat techniques.

These ancestral legacies, tested over millennia, still retained their renown in the modern era—a testament to their efficacy and Braydon’s own strength.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Resuming seclusion within the palace, Braydon harbored no intention of venturing out.

His mental power had ascended to the fifth stage, achieving three flowers’ mastery.

Yet, to realize his aspirations of becoming an emperor, relentless cultivation remained imperative.

Thankfully, the three flowers were no longer a hindrance, ceasing to deplete Braydon’s vitality.

Employing the Great Void of Kylo Art, Braydon daily augmented his vitality with a wisp of purple Qi, while his mental power surged.

Golden mental power coalesced within his spiritual aperture, gradually expanding into a visible pond.

For the sake of mastering the three flowers, Braydon appeared to be re-cultivating to the pinnacle realm.

The initial eight levels proved relatively easy, but the ninth—the supreme pinnacle realm—remained the ultimate challenge in cultivation.

Over the following eleven months, Braydon dedicated himself to round-the-clock cultivation.

Remarkably, in just one night, the accumulation of his body’s vitality transcended the low-level pinnacle, catapulting him into the high-level pinnacle realm.

What’s more, within a single day, he shattered the 20,000-Na threshold of the high-level pinnacle, attaining the conferred pinnacle realm.

Within the subsequent two days, he surged forth to the peak of the conferred pinnacle realm, his vitality surpassing the 40,000-Na limit, thereby advancing to the chaos pinnacle realm.

Four days later, he ascended to the eminent pinnacle realm, and after eight more days, he emanated an imposing aura, marking his entry into the ascendant pinnacle realm.

Observing from outside the palace, Xetsa was astounded by his prodigious cultivation pace.

She murmured, “The three flowers have reached completion. It absorbed all of his vitality, making him resemble a newly ascended pinnacle. But he managed to ascend to the ascendant pinnacle realm in a mere sixteen days.”

Indeed, this was an extraordinarily rapid cultivation journey, even within the 16th ruin—a realm boasting a vast populace.

Comparatively, no individual could rival Braydon’s meteoric rise.

Braydon’s relentless cultivation persisted, forging a legend with each passing day.

His bold declaration prior to seclusion, claiming that none would dare to call themselves a prodigy if he secluded himself for a year, rang true.

With his terrifying pace, he eclipsed any genius in existence.

His cultivation march continued, and within the subsequent half-month—precisely sixteen days—he ascended to the inimitable pinnacle realm, entering the upper three levels.

His vitality surged beyond 320,000-Na—the peak of the ascendant pinnacle realm.

Yet, Braydon’s vitality stood at an impressive 321,000-Na, heralding his ascendance to the inimitable pinnacle realm, transcending the boundaries of the ascendant pinnacle realm.