บท 1312: The Real Purpose

Sorrell Neal was taken aback. 

He sensed that his elder brother Braydon Neal's aura was becoming increasingly formidable, almost suffocating him in his presence.

"Brother, I'll accompany you to the Zunde Royal City," Sorrell volunteered, eager to join them.

Braydon wasted no time and swiftly brought his younger brother along, accelerating to maximum speed. 

Along the way, thunderous sonic booms echoed.

Braydon pushed his speed to the limit, reaching several times the speed of sound, hitting 3,000 meters per second. 

His overall combat prowess had significantly heightened.

Meanwhile, upon entering the ruins, Braydon sensed a subtle suppression. 

The second banished immortal had control over the mortal world's 3,000 paths; he felt a slight discordance within the ruins.

Gradually, he understood why the aboriginal martial artists and the Oracle Palace's martial artists were striving to venture beyond the ruins.