The Strongest War God

If he didn’t have some kind of support, how would he dare to attempt such a feat?

Weren’t they afraid of these aborigines and spirit beasts?

Braydon Neal’s confidence was certainly not that of a naive individual.

“Brother,” the little fool whispered, “why don’t I bring out the golden egg and let the ancestor crush them!”

“No rush. There are some things I need to confirm,” Braydon exhaled, closed his eyes, and the spiritual aperture between his eyebrows slowly illuminated.

Lolonyo Mabaya’s eyes turned cold.

“You are indeed a prodigy among martial artists. You’ve opened your spiritual aperture at the pinnacle realm. If I don’t eliminate you today, you’ll pose a great threat in the future.”

“Senior, is it appropriate to leave something in my spiritual aperture without my permission?” Braydon closed his eyes and said slowly, not directing the statement at anyone present.

After saying that, Braydon’s spiritual aperture emitted a golden light, replaced by a terrifying pressure.

The golden light emanated from the spiritual aperture, forming a seven-foot-tall human figure, intensely focused and dressed in green, standing with hands behind its back under the dome.

The green-clothed man was Sadie’s father, whom Braydon had encountered in the first ruin.

The seed of life planted in Braydon’s body was taken out by the green-clothed man, but not without a cost.

In return, a wisp of the green-robed man’s will remained in Braydon’s spiritual aperture.

It was not just a little bit of strength, but rather a portion of the green-clothed man’s will.

In essence, if the green-clothed man desired Braydon’s demise, a mere thought would make his spiritual aperture explode, annihilating his consciousness and severing his vitality.

No martial artist should have another’s power in their spiritual aperture, putting life and death, as well as daily thoughts, under external scrutiny.

In ancient times, this method was employed by the strongest to control powerful slaves, and it had now appeared in Braydon.

The man in green, hands behind his back, looked at Braydon and said softly, “Your perception is remarkable. You can sense the power I left behind. However, this trace of power is solely for your protection.”

Braydon remained expressionless. Regardless of what the man in green claimed, trust was not easily extended.

Even if the green-clothed man mentioned being entrusted by Sadie Dudley to protect Braydon, a trace of his willpower in the spiritual aperture raised questions.

Why did this wisp of power choose Braydon’s spiritual aperture?

It seemed to sense Braydon’s thoughts.

The man in green wasn’t known for kindness or selflessness; there was an underlying motive.

Braydon’s skepticism remained steadfast. Other than the Northern Army sons, he trusted no one else.

Silence enveloped the surroundings.

Ebo’s face turned pale, as if facing an immensely terrifying figure.

Trembling, he looked at the green-robed figure and uttered in a shaky voice, “Great… Great Divine Priest!”

“Father, what did you say?” Lolonyo’s face paled instantly.

Hoarsely, he questioned, “Are you saying that he’s…”

“Great Divine Priest!”

The old bamboo was terror-stricken.

Even the Scarlet Sky Tiger, previously formidable, now lay on the ground in fear.

In the ruins, the three great races held dominion.

Yet, each race had its own rules set by a supreme existence.

That individual was the Great Divine Priest.

His terror gripped the three great races, and at the same time, the aborigines of the ruins held faith in the gods—a belief in theocracy.

The belief in the supremacy of God was deeply ingrained in them, making it easy to comprehend the significance of the Great Divine Priest.

He was almost a god-like figure, an existence beyond the perception of a quasi-emperor like Ebo. Even if Ebo were to become an emperor, he might not be deemed qualified to meet the green-clothed man.

The Great Divine Priest held mastery over the ruins, evident when Ebo Mabaya and the others knelt down in reverence upon seeing him, including Jada and her mother.

“Brother, can I eat it?” Little Fool seemed to be the only one unaffected, looking dazed as he gazed at the figure in green.

“He’s Sadie’s father,” Braydon said expressionlessly.

“Oh, then I won’t eat him. Sadie is very fierce when she’s angry!” The little fool hesitated, displaying a slight fear of Sadie.

Honestly, the little fool was somewhat intimidated by Sadie.

But then again, how many of the Northern Army sons weren’t afraid of her?

From a young age, they had all endured torment from her. They had stirred up Mount Bliz, and each one of them had been taught a lesson by her.

The green-clothed man walked toward Braydon, and with each step, a lotus flower appeared, seemingly made of spiritual energy.

It wasn’t real.

Calmly, he looked at Braydon and said, “It’s Blossom who wants to protect you for the rest of your life. Do you know this?”

“Does Senior want to interfere in the matter between Sadie and me?” Braydon questioned the Great Divine Priest without any apparent respect.

“I’m her father,” the man in green replied softly.

Braydon fell silent, and it was clear to everyone present what would happen next.

Braydon had lived a life worthy of the heavens, Hansworth, and the world, but he owed one person – Sadie.

That person was Sadie!

Braydon had grown up alongside Sadie.

It was Sadie who had looked after Braydon as he grew up!

The two of them shared very similar personalities.

After over ten years of companionship, it was easy to imagine just how much Sadie meant to Braydon.

“If you betray her, I’ll blow your head off!”

The green-clothed man’s stern warning made Braydon’s face darken.

The green-robed man shifted his gaze to the Scarlet Sky Tiger beside him, and with a bang, the powerful ninth-level spirit beast’s head turned into a cloud of blood mist, showcasing his terrifying strength.

Braydon had no doubt that the green-clothed man possessed the strength to kill an emperor. However, he showed no interest in beings like Ebo, not even uttering a word or casting a glance.

The green-robed figure turned into a mark, not entering Braydon’s spiritual aperture.

Instead, a golden light landed on Braydon’s left arm without causing any discomfort.

“Brother, Sadie’s father is so awesome,” the little fool whispered. “Can you get me one too?”

“You want everything! Let’s go!” Braydon glared at him.

“Brother, this ninth-level spirit beast is really valuable. Why don’t you let me peel off its skin?”

The little fool, eager to seize an opportunity, picked up his dagger to skin the valuable spirit beast.

That ninth-level spirit beast was indeed valuable, and its beast core had turned into fine powder along with its head under the gaze of the green-robed man.

Otherwise, it would have been even more valuable.

It was worth noting that beast cores were extremely robust, especially those of ninth-level spirit beasts, which were even more indestructible.

However, the green-robed man could reduce everything to dust with just a single glance.