The Strongest War God-Chapter 1901: The Battle Has Already Begun
Chapter 1901: The Battle Has Already Begun
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
More than 3,000 peak immortal cultivators were hidden in this camp.
Indiana Ibbot sat at the head of the table, his expression uncertain.
The arrival of the human race and the establishment of their camp sent a clear message—they intended to interfere in the path of transcendence!
Indiana had no desire to become enemies with the human race.
Humans were not to be taken lightly!
Though Indiana appeared obedient in front of Braydon Neal, he was, in truth, ambitious.
He wasn’t content with his current situation.
Eventually, he would have to leave this place and venture beyond the universe.
For that, he needed support!
Indiana’s face reflected his inner conflict, but at last, he made a decision.
He spoke in a low voice, "We can’t give up the two paths to transcendence for nothing. Now, attack. I don’t care if you target the peak experts of the other races, but there’s one rule: you are not allowed to kill any human cultivators. Do you understand?"
"Sect Master Ibbot, what if the human race tries to claim the transcendence path as well?" a peak immortal asked.
Indiana fixed him with a cold stare. "If you want to die, then fight them. I’ve been to Wollo. The human race has produced seven transcendent beings."
"What?"
"Seven? I thought there were only three!"
"How did they manage to gain so many ways of transcending? Could Wollo be hiding a great secret?"
"No, it’s Jlato City that brought out the land of suppression. The sect master and the others saw seven transcendents crippled and their paths of transcendence extracted. It seems the humans were behind it!"
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All the peak immortal path cultivators understood at once.
Humans were far more dangerous than they had realized!
Unbeknownst to them, the human race was about to produce three more peak experts.
The gray-robed old man, the old Daoist priest riding a green bull, and Stas Ipatov, with his true dragon mount.
The three had already entered seclusion, merging with the transcendence essence, and were just days away from transcending.
When that happened, the human race would openly have nine newly ascended transcendents.
In reality, not long ago, Braydon had given thirty balls of transcendence essence to the immortal path slaves.
Transcendent experts under his secret control.
There would be dozens of them.
At that point, Jaxen Neal and Lukyan Flerov wouldn’t even need to intervene—Braydon could wipe out all the races with a single command.
In the Immortal Burial Ground, Braydon once again had the power to turn the chessboard upside down.
But Braydon didn’t dwell on it.
The situation in the Immortal Burial Ground had quietly unfolded under his influence.
His goal was to turn this place into a battlefield, using the blood of the top ten thousand races and the lives of their elites to temper the disciples of the Northern Army.
Until the Northern Army disciples achieved great success, Braydon wouldn’t upend the chessboard.
It had taken him too long to orchestrate this situation—how could he bear to destroy it all so easily?
At this moment, Indiana, the leader, released a pressure that enveloped the world.
All 3,000 peak immortal path cultivators rose into the sky.
The four races looked on in fear.
Indiana ignored them, turning instead to the human camp and cupping his hands. "Elder Levine, you’re leading the team this time!"
"The northern desert is quite lively. Our human race came to take a look too," Elder Levine replied, glancing back at the dozens of peak experts behind him. "I’ll use them for training, no need to risk our lives."
This simple statement made the other races begin to grasp its meaning.
"Don’t harm the human race’s peak experts," the Qilin patriarch said calmly.
"Our competitors aren’t the human race’s peaks," added the golden flood dragon youth.
The leaders of the five races exchanged understanding glances.
As long as the human peak experts didn’t contend for the path of transcendence at the final moment, they wouldn’t need to worry about them.
Compared to the five great races, the 70 or so human peak experts seemed lacking.
The difference in numbers was stark!
If not for the transcendent experts, the other super races wouldn’t have even considered the human peak cultivators as a threat.
"Attack!" Indiana ordered.
The peak immortals led the charge.
The expressions of the two peak realm experts who had just escaped grew grim.
They had never expected so many peak figures lying in ambush outside.
The era that once belonged to them had long passed.
Now, the current transcendent experts had become the target of everyone’s aggression.
All sought to kill them and claim their path.
The battle erupted with Indiana’s move, throwing the scene into chaos.
Each race had over a thousand peak figures.
Indiana didn’t dare hold back his strength—there were simply too many powerful forces at play!
This place was about to become a battleground for the strongest.
Including the human race, the six races gathered here only had two paths to transcendence available.
The two nearly crippled transcendent experts were easy prey.
But the real chaos would come once the two transcendents had their paths of transcendence seized.
Six great races, two paths of transcendence—how could they divide it?
Indiana struck, unleashing his full power in an instant.
The transcendent power in his hand morphed into a long sword as peak combat strength converged.
"I’ll kill you!" roared the tall and thin transcendent. "If I were at my peak, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a dog!"
"Your era is over!" Indiana’s attack was swift as lightning, piercing through the transcendent’s chest.
His hands plunged into the man’s body, forcefully extracting something.
A transparent orb—transcendence essence!
It was the path of transcendence.
Indiana’s strike had succeeded.
He turned and kicked the tall and thin transcendent away, coldly declaring, "The immortal race will take this transcendent path. The transcendent body is yours!"
His chilling words were backed by the overwhelming pressure of a second transcendent, sweeping across the battlefield.
And with him stood the 3,000 peak immortals of the immortal race.
For a moment, this created a force of deterrence.
Indiana, having seized a path of transcendence, retreated without fully claiming everything, leaving unscathed.
In the distance, Braydon observed the conflict unfolding.
"The rift between the native immortals and the other races seems to have deepened," Braydon remarked with a faint smile.
Indiana, relying on his strength as a 2nd level transcendent expert, had managed to claim a path of transcendence.
For now, the other races were powerless against him.
But once each race had a transcendent expert of their own, they would surely join forces to hunt down Indiana.
Indiana, as a 2nd level transcendent expert, had disrupted the interests of the various races.
As a result, when the opportunity arose, the races would surely unite to destroy the innate immortals first.
That day wasn’t far off.
Braydon surveyed the entire battlefield.
The struggle at the top had grown even fiercer.
The innate Immortals had withdrawn from the fight, and the 3,000 peak immortals retreated.
For the five great races, only one path remained.
"Withdraw," Braydon muttered softly.
Elder Levine and the other transcendent experts heard his command.
In an instant, over 70 peak human experts left the battlefield.
No one dared to stop them!
For the experts of the various races, they were relieved to see the peak human forces withdraw.
There were only about seventy peak experts present, fighting for the path of transcendence as though it were just a game. freёwebnoѵel.com
If the human race’s peak fighters were injured, and Elder Levine or the other veterans became enraged, it would spell disaster for all the races.
After all, they were facing seven transcendents.
Who, apart from Indiana, could withstand such a force?
The wisest course was for the peak humans to leave.
The other four races shared that sense of relief.
Braydon looked at the retreating peak cultivators, each bearing serious wounds and likely gaining different insights.
Only through battling experts could one continuously refine and affirm their path.
