The Strongest War God-Chapter 1886: Eight Level Creature

And it was a secluded cultivation!

In an instant, experts appeared from all corners of the universe.

Beneath a path-comprehension tree, a bearded young man holding a wine jug lazily lifted his eyelids.

He gazed through the endless void, then closed his eyes again with a drunken sigh. "Transcendence? Just a sheep!"

He didn’t care in the slightest.

"Aren’t you going to take a look?" the old Daoist riding a green bull asked as he passed by.

"Transcendents who leave are like sheep for slaughter!" the bearded young man warned.

He had once transcended, but later, he had been crippled until he was reduced to this state.

"I’ll only be satisfied if I go and see for myself!" the old Daoist smiled.

Many ancient figures were awakened that day, all heading out to observe.

The old Daoist’s cultivation had already reached 95%.

Just a little more, and he would be free—but that small gap had held him back for thousands of years.

Transcending was incredibly difficult!

Now, with a new transcendent being born, it had stirred the ambitions of many ancient beings.

He had to go.

Peerless devils stormed into the Immortal Burial Ground, and long-lost legends who had once dominated the universe began to appear.

The races of the universe had been quiet for so long, no one knew how many powerful beings were truly out there.

But now it was clear—because Indiana Ibbot had broken through, and the ancient ones were all gathering.

In the Immortal Burial Ground, every peak figure who entered came to witness Indiana’s tribulation.

The transcendent tribulation!

A vast, terrifying tribulation filled the sky, piercing through the barrier of the immortal realm.

A massive crack appeared, and beyond it, they didn’t see the familiar universe—they saw something outside of it.

What lay beyond the universe?

Ninety-nine percent of the beings in the immortal realm had never seen it before.

Braydon Neal and Lord McAvoy remained indifferent.

They both knew the crack had fully expanded.

Braydon saw an endless ocean—surprisingly vast.

Within it were countless universes: lifeless cosmoses, vibrant cosmoses brimming with life, broken cosmoses, and more.

"Nine Illusion Sea!" Lord McAvoy gasped in shock.

"Interesting," Braydon smiled.

Lord McAvoy’s expression grew serious. "That place is full of transcendent experts. If they sense us, they might descend and attack you."

"How could it be that coincidental?" Braydon responded confidently. "The Nine Illusion Sea is so vast that even all the universes’ experts, from ancient times until now, haven’t fully explored it. Look at this place—no transcendent experts have ever set foot here."

He stood, hands behind his back, observing calmly.

But just as he finished speaking—Swoosh!

A three-meter bolt of lightning shot through the crack in the immortal realm.

Though it looked like lightning, it was actually transcendent lightning—a mere orb, but brimming with terrifying transcendent power.

Indiana clasped his hands behind his back and charged straight into it.

Crack!

His body was struck by the calamity, and his clothes turned to ash.

He stood, bathed in the lightning, absorbing its power.

The transcendent lightning carried the essence of transcendence itself, and Indiana quickly absorbed it, his aura becoming even more fearsome.

This attack healed all the hidden dangers in his body, and his transcendent body instantly condensed.

Indiana’s eyes glowed with desire—just one bolt of transcendence lightning had made him feel a hundred times stronger.

The intoxicating sensation of his increasing power was overwhelming.

All eyes were fixed on him.

Every living being watched in anticipation.

Indiana gazed eagerly at the sky, only to realize that the lightning had vanished.

Just one bolt of transcendent lightning?

Everyone was stunned.

Lord McAvoy was filled with astonishment, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"This fellow is too weak. Just a single transcendent lightning was enough to send him away?"

"To transcend using external forces is already a great fortune," Lukyan Flerov’s body remarked disdainfully.

Braydon looked over, his gaze fixed on the Nine Illusion Sea beyond the immortal realm.

There, a corpse floated with a black spear impaled through it, radiating a faint sense of menace.

A quiver of arrows hung at its waist, and a golden bow rested on its back.

"Can you drag this corpse over?" Braydon suddenly asked.

"I’ll try," Lord McAvoy replied, his expression turning serious.

Swoosh!

He flew into the sky, ignoring everyone.

Indiana, now alert, watched him with sharp eyes. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Who goes there?" Indiana shouted.

"Get lost!" Lord McAvoy snapped, not bothering to engage.

He flew past Indiana and crossed the barrier of the immortal realm, stepping into the vast ocean beyond.

The waves churned violently as Lord McAvoy struggled to stand his ground.

He bent down, grabbing the corpse by its shoulder and clothing, attempting to drag it away.

But the moment he made contact, his expression changed.

The seawater began to sink, forming a powerful waterspout.

"Kenley!" Braydon shouted angrily, sensing something was wrong. "Let it go and come back!"

But Lord McAvoy refused to let go, instantly unleashing his peak cultivation.

The aura of a third-stage transcendent surged around him like the heavenly path itself.

Indiana, watching from a distance, felt a suffocating pressure.

He had believed himself to be the strongest in the immortal realm after breaking through to the transcendent realm—until he realized this black-robed figure was even more terrifying.

Lord McAvoy pulled on the corpse, but as he did, a passage opened in the sinking sea.

From it emerged a devilish youth, completely naked with a snow-white body.

Born with three eyes and exuding a terrifying aura, the youth glanced between Lord McAvoy and the corpse before speaking in an ancient tongue, his voice cold. "Leave the corpse. Scram!"

"8th level?" Lord McAvoy was stunned.

The terror of the Nine Illusion Sea lay precisely in moments like this.

It was filled with native creatures and terrifying beings.

Throughout countless years, only one person had ever managed to cross the Nine Illusion Sea—the first generation Braydon.

But Lord McAvoy refused to give up on the corpse.