The Departure of the Representatives

"Brother, where's the vitality in your body?" Frediano Jadanza asked in surprise when she saw Braydon Neal.

Westley Hader and the others were also alarmed.

They could feel that Braydon's vitality was not even comparable to a low-level pinnacle.

This kind of aura fluctuation was like a martial artist who had just become a pinnacle.

Jonah Shaw's eyes were filled with bewilderment. Clearly, he couldn't see through Braydon's condition.

Where did the vitality that he had painstakingly cultivated go?

Braydon stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He said softly, "My bloodline has awakened for the second time. Something has happened. I'm not sure yet."

"You've formed a red lotus?"

Beckett Neal appeared in a flash.

"Senior Beckett!" Jonah and the others bowed.

"Great-grandfather!"

Braydon looked at Beckett.