The Strongest War God-Chapter 1877: Special Constitution

Only the body had been cut, not the soul.

Yet, even so, it was still a heinous crime.

None of the three transcendent experts from the Immortal Alliance escaped; all were suppressed by the third killing formation.

At this moment, Halya Kanevsky made a request.

She only wanted Braydon Neal to heal the little boy.

This child carried the bloodline Lukyan Flerov had left behind in that lifetime, and Braydon couldn’t simply ignore it.

"Kenley!" Braydon looked at Kenley McAvoy, signaling for him to act.

Within the boy, Saven Flerov, there was a core of transcendence energy.

Without a transcendent expert’s intervention, no one could remove it.

Braydon himself couldn’t do it—only Lord McAvoy could.

"It won’t be difficult to extract the transcendence power from his body," Lord McAvoy said, glancing at Braydon without further comment.

Back then, someone had almost refined Saven into a pill.

That transcendent power came from Shadey Kanevsky, and it had nearly fused perfectly with Saven’s body, making it difficult to separate.

However, such matters posed no real challenge for Lord McAvoy.

The only issue was that removing the transcendent power would greatly damage Saven’s vitality.

It wouldn’t be something that could heal in just three or five years, and his life might even be in danger.

While this risk was small in Lord McAvoy’s eyes, Lukyan’s child was involved.

If anything went wrong, Lord McAvoy wouldn’t be able to answer to Braydon.

Braydon glanced at Halya, then at the little boy, before finally deciding. "Let’s do it. If we don’t remove this transcendent power, Saven will suffer endlessly, and his body will never grow."

"Alright!" Lord McAvoy was decisive.

In an instant, he made his move.

He raised his left hand, grasping at the air.

Saven’s body was suspended in midair, his face twisted in pain, almost feral. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"What’s happening?" Halya asked, her voice tense.

"Your father suppressed Saven’s transcendent power long ago. After so many years, it has fused with him. To remove it now, it must be forcibly stripped away."

Braydon didn’t hold anything back.

"Will it hurt Saven’s life?" Halya asked.

"It depends on how deeply it’s fused. For Kenley, extracting this power isn’t difficult. Even at his peak, Shadey was only a newly ascended transcendent. Kenley is already a level 3 transcendent," Braydon explained, revealing the vast difference in strength between them.

The process of extracting the power from Saven would be agonizing, with the ever-present risk of death.

Braydon clenched his fists, watching everything unfold with a calm exterior.

But deep down, only he knew that in his past life, Lukyan owed a debt not just to Halya, but also to this child—his legitimate son, whom he had failed to protect.

It was Lukyan’s fault, and now Braydon was determined to make amends in this lifetime for what had been left unresolved.

The cause and effect of ten thousand generations rested on Braydon’s shoulders.

Lord McAvoy made his move, grabbing at the air with his bare hands.

A ball of black energy flew out from Saven’s chest—transcendent power!

This energy had suppressed Saven for countless years, causing him immense pain and stunting his growth.

Halya had endured much over the years, trying to heal him.

But only a transcendent could expel such power, and she, ultimately, was not one.

As Lord McAvoy extracted the ball of energy and prepared to destroy it with a palm strike, Braydon looked over and said calmly, "Leave it. I’ll return it to Shadey tomorrow."

"Alright," Lord McAvoy replied, restraining the energy and withdrawing it.

Before returning it, Braydon and Lord McAvoy had a plan.

Shadey would pay back tenfold for the pain he had caused.

It didn’t matter if he was Halya’s father or Saven’s grandfather—this old bastard wouldn’t live peacefully in this lifetime.

At that moment, a strange situation occurred in Saven’s small body.

His energy was leaking, and his life force showed signs of expanding.

Everyone knew that when one’s life source dissipated and life force weakened, death was near.

Braydon’s expression darkened.

"What’s happening?" Halya shouted in panic.

"This transcendent energy was entwined with his life force essence, like a pill in the process of being refined, just moments from completion when someone interfered," Lord McAvoy explained, revealing the core issue.

By removing the transcendent energy, Lord McAvoy had disrupted Saven’s life force.

Spreading the origin was no trivial matter—while shaking his foundation was minor, whether Saven could survive was uncertain.

Braydon reacted instantly, pressing his finger against Saven’s forehead and shouting, "Focus on this technique. Let’s see if it can transform you!"

The Undying Snake Technique!

Braydon passed it on to Saven, hoping the boy could use it to undergo rebirth and transform his body.

But Lord McAvoy frowned. "An innate transcendent body... ordinary cultivation techniques are useless for him. The kind of transformation you’re trying won’t match the overwhelming nature of an innate transcendent body."

Indeed, the Undying Snake Technique had no effect.

Saven tried to circulate it, but no signs of transformation appeared.

Lord McAvoy, not hesitating, prepared to use his cultivation to extend Saven’s life.

"Stop!" Braydon shouted, his expression grim. "He doesn’t deserve to sacrifice his cultivation to extend his life!"

The Cosmos Ancient Hall was already struggling to fend off the wandering transcendents.

If Lord McAvoy lost his cultivation, they’d be at a disadvantage in the future, especially when returning to the ancient palace.

"Lukyan!" Halya’s beautiful face turned icy.

"I know what to do."

Braydon was determined not to let Saven die.

Forming a seal with both hands, he struck Saven’s forehead, his voice ringing out. "Remember this—it’s a new method I created. It focuses on cultivating the body and contains the secrets of transplantation and transfer!"

Since the Undying Snake Technique couldn’t facilitate a new transformation, Braydon would cut off Saven’s old body and allow him to be reborn into a new one.

Braydon’s new technique could carry 100,000 Dharma Idols, which he passed on to Saven.

Saven sat cross-legged on the ground as his skin, flesh, bones, and blood separated completely from his young body.

His soul departed.

Halya asked Braydon seriously, "Won’t this make Saven give up his transcendent body?!"

"If he can master the technique I taught him, what of it? Even without the transcendent body, he’ll be able to transcend again in the future," Braydon said, his expression solemn, his gaze fixed on Saven.

Not only did Braydon need to protect the child, but he also had to observe his talent.

If Saven’s talent proved to be heaven-defying, Braydon would undoubtedly pass on his legacy to him.

In doing so, Saven would gain astonishing advantages.

In fact, by the end of the path, he could become a formidable opponent.

At the peak of the great path, there were no fathers, no sons, no relatives.

On the road to the summit, only the strong could stand tall.

By then, it might very well be a battle between father and son.

But Braydon didn’t mind that.

If Saven could one day step on his shoulders, transcend, and sweep away the powerful enemies beyond the starry sky, Braydon would gladly help him.

Unfortunately, no one in the world had been born yet who could defeat Braydon!

Saven, sitting cross-legged, immediately attracted the origin energy of the immortal path.

It descended from the heavens, transforming into a pillar of white energy that poured into his body!