Extraditing the Strong

Unfortunately, he could not go back. 

The past was like a torrential rain, falling non stop. 

The past was the past.

Braydon Neal sat cross-legged to cultivate. 

A domain appeared beneath him, spanning 90,000 miles. 

It was a bottleneck just as it manifested. 

Sitting on the throne, Braydon was forcefully pushed into a state of enlightenment, breaking through the bottleneck.

It felt as if a force was propelling his cultivation forward.

Moments later, the primordial chaos domain expanded to a hundred thousand miles in diameter, reaching its limit. 

Braydon opened his eyes and shouted, "Condense!"

The domain began to contract as he aimed to cultivate the palm domain.

"It's the same path as before, the palm domain," the Bright Lord said, bored. 

With a raise of his hand, a terrifying suppressive force enveloped Braydon, assisting in his cultivation.