The Strongest War God-Chapter 1883: Murderous Intent Shaking Plants
Chapter 1883: Murderous Intent Shaking Plants
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The innate lifeform’s face lit up with delight.
These beings had no parents, having been nurtured by nature itself.
Born in mysterious places across the universe, every innate lifeform was extraordinary.
They united to form an innate race that had always been a formidable force in the universe.
Trevon Neal once remarked that the innate race produced a peak-level creature every ten years—an astonishing speed!
At this rate, in ten thousand years, they would number among the top 1,000.
The innate race had solidified their position as leaders among the super races, but their ambitions extended far beyond the present.
They were aiming for transcendence!
If they could place a transcendent realm expert in charge of the universe, the innate realm would reign supreme.
This was why the innate race sent out their strongest to search for the transcendents once suppressed by Lukyan Flerov, hoping to seize their paths.
By capturing the paths of transcendence, they could birth a transcendent within their race.
However, this was no simple task, especially since they were unfamiliar with the Immortal Burial Ground, which led to the current situation.
Sarki Kabou, who emerged from the ancient blue star, was originally an innate lifeform born outside this realm.
Later, he went to the immortal realm.
Many assumed the immortal realm was populated by native innate immortals, but this wasn’t true.
The immortal and god realms once allowed lower realm powerhouses to go to the ancient realm, until they were decimated by Lukyan and Idris Kalman.
At the spirit body realm, one could enter these ancient realms, provided they chose the corresponding god or immortal path.
However, after the destruction of the ancient realms, while beings from races outside the universe still chose the god or immortal paths, their cultivation resources dwindled.
The environment for cultivation outside was far inferior to that of the major ancient realms.
"The innate race has entered the Immortal Burial Ground—are they here for a family reunion?" Braydon Neal stood on the platform with his hands behind his back, his voice dripping with ridicule.
In truth, it was sarcasm.
The creatures of the universe and those of the ancient realm weren’t enemies, but they certainly weren’t allies, especially given the current tensions.
The experts of various races had entered the Immortal Burial Ground in pursuit of the path of transcendence, while their disciples needed the cultivation resources found there.
Both sides were at odds.
So, what was the innate race up to?
If they openly allied with the immortals, it would undoubtedly spark dissatisfaction among the other races.
The white-robed nine-tailed saint fox spoke coldly, "All the experts of the saint race have gathered here. The northern desert of the Immortal Burial Ground is ours!"
They demanded a vast stretch of territory—the northern desert, which occupied one-eighth of the entire Immortal Burial Ground.
The sheer size was staggering.
Furthermore, that area was rich in raw materials for refining immortal weapons, and the various major factions in the Immortal Burial Ground controlled it.
Now, how could they hand it over to an outsider?
"The South Pole Sea is mine!" declared the tiger king.
"The giant race wants the Maknum Eastern Town!" added the giant with the bronze crown.
Only the innate race remained silent.
Standing high above, Braydon smiled lightly. "You all aren’t very polite, are you? Just dividing up the territories of the Immortal Burial Ground like that?"
"How about Wollo Western Town belonging to your human race?" the tiger king of the demon race suddenly suggested, ignoring Cabel Callison, Atreus Burnett, and the others, speaking directly to Braydon.
The higher-ups of the demon race were already aware of Braydon’s identity.
As long as Braydon made the decision, the entire human race would strive to see it through.
"You humans are also a large race. You deserve to occupy the Wollo Western Town!" the crowned giant’s voice rumbled like thunder.
It seemed the two super races had changed their minds, now offering the human race a piece of land.
Braydon knew exactly what they were up to—they wanted to pull him onto their ship.
The attitude of the innate race was uncertain, as if they were leaning towards an alliance with the innate immortal race.
One could easily imagine that the saint race, the giant race, and the demon race had decisively abandoned the innate race, allying instead with the human race to compete against the immortal race.
If the immortals were defeated, the spoils of the Immortal Burial Ground could be divided among the various races.
First, eliminate the natives, then share the rewards.
This was something the super races had done for countless years.
Together with the innate races, the five super races called themselves the five benevolent peoples, each stronger than the next.
"If the human race can get a piece of the pie, I’ll agree to your request," Braydon chuckled, his hands behind his back.
As they laughed and talked, they casually divided the Immortal Burial Ground.
Meanwhile, in Jlato City, all the peak figures of the immortal path were furious!
Stars floated in the sky, and in an instant, they lit up.
Each illuminated star represented a peak immortal.
"The immortal realm has been silent for too long, so long that you beings of the lower realm dare to challenge the power of the immortals!" an ancient voice slowly echoed.
"Immortals rule over all living beings, and all races kneel!"
Boom!
A dazzling light burst from a star, revealing a figure who had grasped the will of transcendence.
The elegant man in a green robe held a sword in his right hand, his left hand resting behind his back.
He had comprehended 70% of the meaning of transcendence, and even without fully transcending, he was already a peerless expert.
One of the few remaining elders of the Immortal Sect, he had personally witnessed the battle with Lukyan Flerov.
He survived by hiding, and only after the great tribulation in the immortal realm did he emerge to rebuild the sect.
Over countless years, he had nurtured another 9,000 peak immortals.
Cultivating in the immortal realm and reaching the peak of the Immortal path was indeed ten thousand times easier than in the outside world—this was the wonder of the ancient realm.
As he appeared, 9,000 stars lit up.
They were 9,000 immortal beings, all dressed in white robes with a door embroidered on their chests—the elites of the Immortal Sect.
"Second Ancestor!" the 9,000 peaks bowed deeply and cupped his hands.
"Sorry for the trouble!"
The nine-tailed saint fox’s eyes were serious. freewёbnoνel.com
"What are you afraid of?" the tiger king snorted. "Our races also have beings who have grasped the will of transcendence!"
"Does the human race have any beings who can stand shoulder to shoulder with transcendents?" the crowned giant asked slowly, glancing over.
In the battle Trevon had previously arranged, the old Daoist riding the green bull, the fisherman, and the stubble-bearded youth beneath the path-comprehension tree were all terrifying experts.
But where were they today?
Cabel replied coldly, "The experts of my race are here to protect us. If you want to see them, cross the border and visit our human headquarters!"
There was a hint of threat in his words.
The human race was not weak; their foundation was even more formidable.
If the outsiders dared to cross the border in large numbers, it would certainly draw the attention of these powerful figures, and they would take action.
Not long ago, the demon race had suffered a heavy defeat.
Braydon stood at the entrance of the Immortal Alliance, his hands behind his back.
"Who are you?" Haaroon Tallman turned around, unable to recognize Braydon.
Braydon touched the back of his left hand and pointed.
Swoosh!
The plants trembled with murderous intent, and the stars dimmed.
A streak of sword Qi shot forth, sharp enough to sever transcendence itself.
Haaroon felt a chill run through him as he immediately unleashed his full strength to defend, but it was futile.
His cultivation was sliced through like tofu, and the 1,000 peak cultivators standing behind him were also cut down, their immortal souls extinguished in an instant.
With a single strike, he had slain a thousand peak immortal cultivators, their life force snuffed out completely.
