The Strongest War God-Chapter 1909: Returning the Weapon

In an instant, everyone was like wolves.

The green-haired transcendent seemed to sense the growing hostility and realized something.

In a low voice, he said, "Second brother, run!"

"Do you think you can escape?" Indiana Ibbot laughed wildly as he launched his attack.

As a level two transcendent at his peak, he struck instantly!

His palm landed on the sea’s surface, and the seawater within ten thousand miles evaporated, leaving behind a vacuum.

The green-haired man, shocked and furious, gathered all his remaining strength to defend.

But after being suppressed for so long, it was a miracle his body wasn’t completely drained.

Even though his body was that of a transcendent—renowned for being indestructible and undying—there were still ways to kill such beings.

Indiana and the others knew exactly how to kill transcendents. frёewebnoѵēl.com

First, they would seize the path.

By stealing the path of transcendence, they could then devour the body and refine it.

Even a transcendent could be killed in this way.

In the Nine Illusion Sea, this method was universally despised.

All transcendents feared it—who would steal someone else’s path and devour it without reason?

Such an act was like cutting off one’s own path to transcendence, contaminating oneself with another’s.

There was no benefit in it at all.

At this moment, Indiana attacked, and no one tried to stop him.

The golden flood dragon youth and the stone king exchanged glances before launching their assault on the other transcendent.

First, they would kill the transcendents. Then, they would kill Indiana.

This was all prearranged.

Livius Jahic was in no hurry to act.

Instead, he instructed the three transcendents of the giant race to wait for the right opportunity.

The giant race had agreed to join the other three races in their attack on Indiana, while also secretly promising Indiana to attack those same three races.

They were playing both sides, fooling everyone.

Livius was determined to seize the two transcendents.

At that moment, Indiana succeeded, blasting the green-haired man’s transcendence path out with his palm.

He raised his hand, ready to collect the transcendence essence and claim the transcendent body.

"Attack!" The golden flood dragon youth turned and shouted.

Swoosh! A terrifying killing intent erupted instantly.

The stone king and King Isberg of the innate race made their move.

Two transcendents, each wielding an eon artifact!

The innate eon artifacts were the most prized treasures of the innate race: the Yin Yang Dual Swords.

Yin and yang, both were eon artifacts—a complete set.

Born of the universe, their power was extraordinary.

When the two attacked, they charged Indiana head-on with their eon artifacts.

Indiana, wary of the eon artifacts that could harm his body, found himself restrained.

"Livius, if not now, when?!" he shouted in desperation, turning to Livius.

"Haha, the four of us share the same blood. Why would we side with you, immortal?" Jarle Bergendorff laughed as he charged forward, wielding a long blade—an eon artifact of the saint race, the Blade of Dawn.

The two transcendents of the saint race joined the battle, further suppressing Indiana.

Livius did nothing, watching coldly from the sidelines.

Indiana was so furious he almost spat blood.

He hadn’t expected Livius to be so two-faced, going back on his word to side with the three races instead.

Indiana turned to flee.

But the golden flood dragon youth, spear in hand, blocked his path.

The demon race’s eon artifact, the Eastern Tomb Spear, gleamed menacingly.

Another powerful eon artifact appeared—a black battle blade, held by the scarlet tiger ancestor, the second transcendent of the demon race.

He transformed into a teenager as he prepared for battle.

Barefoot, wielding a long, slanted black sword—Soul Slaying Sword!

This was the weapon their leader had left behind long ago.

He hadn’t expected the demons to bring it out again.

The six transcendents surrounded Indiana, determined to keep him from escaping.

Even if Indiana surrendered the transcendence essence, there was no way he would leave unscathed today.

The six transcendents from the three races had made up their minds—they would either kill Indiana or leave him gravely injured!

Eon artifacts had the power to injure a transcendent body.

At this moment, Indiana’s face was twisted with dread.

He hadn’t anticipated such a dire situation.

The grand elder of the Immortal Sect had already fled—an absolute disaster.

If Indiana didn’t leave soon, he would die here today.

His path of transcendence would be seized, and his body devoured.

After all, this transcendent from the Immortal Sect had long been targeted.

If not for his quick escape, the stone king and the others would have instead focused on severely injuring Indiana, leaving behind the grand elder of the Immortal Sect to claim his path and devour his transcendent body.

In this scenario, even with two suppressed transcendents, the remaining two would still be alive.

Three transcendents in total.

This would be enough for the three races, along with the giant race, to share the spoils.

At the very least, they could take a transcendent body as a trophy.

Unfortunately for them, the grand elder of the Immortal Sect fled too quickly, leaving Indiana in a hopeless situation.

Suddenly, a white-robed youth appeared on the distant sea surface.

"How does my weapon feel?" he asked indifferently.

Braydon Neal had come in person.

Swoosh!

Nine transcendents from the human race followed closely behind him.

Among them were the old Daoist riding the green bull and Stas Ipatov—true transcendents!

The human race had intervened!

The expressions of everyone present changed.

The pressure from the nine human transcendents was immense.

If they joined the fight, the tide would certainly turn.

"Return the weapon!" King Isberg, who had a feminine appearance, said in a low voice as he looked at the scarlet tiger ancestor. "After this, the demons will have one more transcendent body!"

"Return the Soul Slaying Sword, and remember that the human race will join the battle. Otherwise, the tide will turn, and we’ll all be wiped out," Jarle Bergendorff warned the demons, urging them to return the weapon.

Everyone knew Indiana was nothing more than a dog raised by the human race.

More specifically, a dog raised by Braydon.

With the human race now involved, nine transcendents combined with Indiana would be enough to eliminate the forces of the various races in the South Pole Sea.

On the demons’ side, the golden flood dragon youth and the scarlet tiger youth exchanged glances and whispered among themselves.

Swoosh!

The scarlet tiger youth returned the weapon.

The black Soul Slaying Sword quivered and flew instantly toward Braydon.

The blade circled around him, emitting a series of excited hums.

Braydon gently stroked the sword, speaking softly, "Old friend, you’ve been through a lot. Oh, by the way, carry on!"

With that, Braydon led the human transcendents across the sea, seemingly uninterested in the path of transcendence.

The South Pole Sea was vast, filled with rare treasures.

Braydon had sensed that no fewer than 3,000 pea immortal beings were hidden in the surrounding waters, all native to the Immortal Sea, and clearly coveting the path of transcendence as well.

They were all drawn into the chaos.

As Braydon and the nine transcendents left, a massive battle erupted.

Indiana now faced six transcendent experts, not to mention the four eon artifacts.

His transcendent body was badly injured.

He abandoned it, along with the path of transcendence, before turning to flee.

These things were of no use to him—merely tools to strengthen the Immortal Sect.

It wasn’t worth risking his life.

The stone king was gravely wounded, and both the golden-horned youth and the scarlet tiger youth had been seriously injured by Indiana.

Of the six transcendents, two were heavily injured, and four lightly wounded.

"A level two transcendent is truly formidable," King Isberg remarked coldly, glancing toward Livius in the distance. "If Indiana had wielded an eon artifact, at least two of us would have been killed by him."

If they had received the giant race’s assistance, they wouldn’t have ended up in such a dire situation.

But then again, it was fortunate enough that the giant race didn’t help Indiana.

If Livius had supported Indiana, it would have been a disaster for them.