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.
