The Strongest War God

Chapter 1140: Father-in-Law Looking at Son-in-Law

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sadie Dudley, who usually had a cold demeanor, furrowed her brows and softly said, “Westin, come pick me up!”

With just this gentle sentence, a faint ripple spread out.

The western man was momentarily stunned, unable to think much.

Before he could ponder further…

Boom!

A terrifying pressure emanated from the top of a towering ice mountain, about three hundred meters to the east.

Within a hundred miles around that ice mountain was a restricted area for the South Pole martial artists.

Anyone entering would face certain death!

It was rumored to be the 1st ruin.

Discovered a hundred years ago, no one could enter it because even martial artists couldn’t get close, let alone open the entrance on the ice mountain.

At this moment, the 1st ruin on the ice mountain’s peak emitted a terrifying yellow pillar of light, directly piercing through the sky.

All the South Pole martial artists looked up at the sky.

An anomaly had occurred!

Accompanied by the sound of warhorse neighs.

Whoosh!

A golden road reappeared on earth!

Braydon Neal had seen this golden road once in the capital.

It was the imperial path of his great-great-grandfather, Beckett Neal.

Emperors could cultivate the imperial path.

It was a golden, dazzling brilliance.

A golden road, one hundred meters wide, extended from the top of the ice mountain and spread through the void.

Three hundred miles of golden road.

What did this mean?

The imperial path of Beckett, Braydon’s great-great-grandfather, was referred to as the great success emperor that had reached nine hundred meters.

But now, Braydon was witnessing a three-hundred-mile imperial path.

From the top of the ice mountain, it extended to his feet.

Following that, a small red foal appeared on the golden road, trotting toward them, bawling.

Behind the foal, a column of elite riders on warhorses appeared.

Elite troops numbering in the tens of thousands, each wearing a purple-gold crown, a western red war robe, and a shining armor, were holding a silver dragon spear.

Tens of thousands of riders on horseback.

Riding on the golden road, they came from the distant ice mountain.

The leader among them shouted, “The Light Ace Army respectfully welcomes Young Miss back to the mansion!”

After riding three hundred miles, they arrived at this location.

The western man’s face turned pale. The hundred of them were now surrounded by these tens of thousands of people.

A tremendous terror shrouded everyone’s hearts.

There were living people in the 1st ruin!

How was this possible!

The ruin had been there for countless years.

Yet, there were still living people!

The owner of the 1st ruin hadn’t died yet.

The western man’s limbs were ice-cold, and fear occupied his heart.

Because the countless ruins in the South Pole had serial numbers.

The arrangement of serial numbers indicated the differences between the major ruins and reflected the varying strengths of the owners during their peak periods.

And the 1st ruin was obviously not ordinary.

Sadie nodded calmly, holding Braydon’s hand, and stepped onto the golden road.

The red foal affectionately rubbed against Sadie, apparently recognizing its owner.

Sadie and Braydon walked on the golden road.

Countless martial artists from the South Pole were approaching the area.

At least three hundred thousand martial artists were alarmed and stood at a distance, looking toward this place.

After all, the imperial path, stretching three hundred miles, had appeared.

No one was without fear!

This had to be an extremely terrifying powerhouse to cultivate such an imperial path.

The young men and women on the golden road were being observed by countless people.

Standing in the distance, Lowell Neal, watching Braydon on the golden road, exclaimed, “Braydon!”

“It’s him!”

Karen Jo, by Lowell’s side, also saw Braydon on the golden road.

Her eyes revealed shock.

She initially thought Braydon and Skylar Neal, the two brothers, came to the South Pole to reconnect with their roots.

But who would have expected that Braydon would come to the South Pole for other reasons; visiting his elders were just a side mission.

The elders of the Neal family couldn’t help Braydon on the path he wanted to take in any way.

At the same time, on the other side, the Doyle father and daughter were also alarmed.

Brianna Doyle exclaimed, “It’s him!”

“The young man who possesses the Great Hansworth Seal, the designated heir recognized by the old leader, is indeed extraordinary!”

Sayge Doyle would not forget the recent events.

His eyes revealed astonishment and wariness.

Regardless of outsiders’ gazes.

Braydon and Sadie walked three hundred miles on the golden road and arrived at the top of the ice mountain.

As the three hundred miles of golden road disappeared.

The ice mountain cracked open, revealing a giant gate frozen inside.

The gate was made of jade.

The jade gate was a hundred meters high and was frozen here.

As the jade gate opened, a white expanse appeared inside.

Sadie softly said, “Let’s go, Father wants to see you.”

“See me?”

Braydon couldn’t help but be stunned.

He felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He did not know how to describe that feeling!

It was the strange feeling someone had when meeting the in-laws.

The two entered the jade gate.

In the vast whiteness, Braydon felt a bit blinded, and then his five senses lost their perception, as if he were in endless darkness.

In the next second.

His vision was gradually restored.

Braydon found himself standing in a grand hall.

The towering and ancient hall alone probably covered nearly ten thousand square meters, with red pillars reaching twenty-one meters, supporting the building.

The main hall had many things, including ancient seats.

On the main seat, Braydon saw a bronze seat.

Braydon had seen two bronze seats before.

This was the third one!

There was no one on the bronze seat.

But behind the bronze seat, there was a coffin.

It was a golden coffin without any demonic aura which exuded a dignified and majestic breath.

Sadie shouted softly toward the coffin, “Father!”

A soft call.

With the call, the coffin faintly trembled.

Braydon squinted slightly, knowing that if Little Fool were here, he would definitely press down the coffin board to prevent it from moving.

Little Fool had been frightened once by Luther Carden when he was young.

He set up a coffin, created a solemn situation, and lured Little Fool into the room. He then kicked the coffin board away. Yuri Qualls, dressed in a zombie costume with a bloody face and blue-faced fangs, jumped out of it.

As a result, Little Fool was so scared he wet his pants on the spot.

It had traumatized him!

Braydon still remembered that incident to this day.

At this moment, within the golden coffin, there was a terrifying surge of mental power.

With the appearance of a young man.

Spiritual body!

His hair was tied into a crown. He was wearing a blue robe, standing on the coffin board. His aura seemed to have converged to the extreme.

Yet his appearance made Braydon feel an extremely suppressed and terrifying aura.

Braydon was staring at him.

But he seemed to be looking at Braydon as well.

He spoke slowly, “A similar flower has appeared?”

“Yes!”

Sadie nodded gently.

The young man had been staring at Braydon all along, and his gaze seemed like that of a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.

Braydon suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

In a flash, the young man pointed a finger at Braydon’s brow.

Braydon was startled and tried to resist but found that he couldn’t move.