The gray imperial path stretched a thousand meters, suspended in the sky—a manifestation of Braydon Neal's primordial chaos imperial path, signaling his proximity to attaining an imperial path.
Yet, he hesitated to break through, mindful of the unfinished accumulation of primordial chaos true essence within his bones.
Seated cross-legged, Braydon deliberated aloud, "The conversion of primordial chaos Qi proceeds too slowly. Although there's a method to hasten it, doing so might provoke the Demon Saint Island into relentless pursuit in the future."
Indeed, Braydon possessed a means to expedite primordial chaos Qi formation, a technique potent enough to instill fear in the entire demon race and potentially exact a devastating toll.
With a subtle wave of his hand, tens of thousands of snow-white frost bear corpses emerged from his storage ring, each measuring seven meters in length—a sight that puzzled his companions.
