Chapter 1331: Fierce Fight, Retreat is the Best Option

Gideon Zavala and the others had been covertly guarding Braydon Neal prior to the chaos. 

However, as the great calamity unfolded, they stood idly by, mere spectators. 

There was undoubtedly a rationale behind their inaction. 

Nonetheless, Gideon made a swift entrance and exit.

"Possessing a spirit artifact means nothing," remarked the middle-aged divine, his tone icy. "Should you dare impede my path today, your demise is assured!"

With a swift swoosh, he launched another attack. 

Braydon's thoughts turned to the two banished immortals. 

In this moment, he could only harness their power to confront a divine. 

With a movement akin to teleportation, Braydon darted forward. 

His speed was truly staggering. 

Silver wings unfurled from his back, leaving a long black trail in the air as he tore through space. 

Braydon's velocity reached an astonishing 3,000 meters per second.