Fortunately, the 10,000 banished immortals aided him.
Thousands of these banished immortals floated in the endless dark universe.
The primordial chaos banished immortal said, "Comprehending the eight sword intents within ten thousand years is extremely difficult. Moreover, I can sense the eight sword intents are distinct. If you wish to comprehend them all, use the Spirit Summoning Art!"
"Alright!"
Braydon Neal didn't hesitate.
He stood, placing his right hand behind his back.
With a soft tap of the space using his left hand, he whispered, "In my name, I summon the spirits of all the banished immortals to come to me!"
"Forbidden technique, Thousand Feathers!"
"Forbidden technique…"
Ten thousand voices echoed at once.
Ten thousand banished immortals transformed into white light.
Their bodies glowed, like rosy clouds stretching 100,000 meters, illuminating the sky.
