Night fell outside, and with a loud crash, the mountain behind him collapsed, burying his old body.
"Nine supremes!" Braydon Neal stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
Swoosh!
The Son of Heaven struck nine times, and nine supremes appeared behind him.
"Dharma Idols!" Braydon smiled faintly.
The 10,000 Dharma Idols stood behind him.
"Return!" Braydon spoke again.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
A total of 4,000 Dharma Idols merged into Braydon's body.
Instantly, his aura surged!
His cultivation base reached the great fulfillment of the eternal realm.
In a flash, he broke through the barriers of the path-returning, nirvana and spirit body realms!
Based on this aura, Braydon was a god!
A hundred years of relentless work, absorbing divine power day and night, had infused his bone, flesh, and blood with hidden divine energy.
