The Strongest War God-Chapter 1910: Interfering

At the same time, the 4,000 peak immortals from various immortal factions gathered. Indiana Ibbot fled in defeat.

"Kill!" Jarle Bergendorff ordered coldly.

The peak experts from each race launched their attacks, targeting the peak immortals, and a bloody battle broke out.

The peak immortals suffered heavy casualties, with countless individuals fleeing desperately.

"Good!" Livius Jahic said, approaching with a bright smile. "Everyone, you’ve gained a lot!"

"Hmph, how does it feel to sit back and watch the tigers fight?" the golden flood dragon youth replied, sounding displeased.

"Alright," the stone king of the innate race interjected calmly. "As we agreed earlier, the giant race will pursue their own path of transcendence."

"Two paths of transcendence, two bodies of transcendents. I want both!" Livius declared as he launched an attack on the spot.

Boom!

The ancestral artifact in his hand emitted a sharp light.

With a single strike, he shattered the body of the golden flood dragon youth, killing him instantly.

The other three transcendents of the giant race retaliated.

The experts from the other three races were caught off guard by the giant race’s insatiable appetite for power.

The stone king was careless, resulting in half of his body being blown away by a powerful palm strike, leaving him severely injured.

Jarle fared no better; a massive hole opened in his chest from the onslaught.

The four transcendents of the giant race revealed their muscular forms, and the transcendent battle erupted in an instant!

The giant towered at 900,000 feet, wielding an unimaginable power of transcendence that instantly ravaged the entire South Pole Sea.

The peak creatures of the world were left shocked and fled in terror.

A battle between transcendents was no trivial matter; it was basically courting death.

The three races had six transcendent experts, giving them a numerical advantage.

Unfortunately, their earlier confrontation with Indiana had drained much of their strength.

Many were injured, and their power was no longer at its peak.

To make matters worse, Livius and the others launched a sudden sneak attack.

The experts of the three families were all at a disadvantage.

Two paths of transcendence, two bodies of transcendents—Livius had secured them.

The transcendents of the three races watched with growing anxiety.

Gradually, he was going all out.

Everyone understood the reason behind it.

The giant race had given rise to four transcendent experts.

One could only imagine that the giant race would soon have eight transcendents.

At that point, they would have a clear view of the entire Immortal Burial Ground.

Even if they tried to suppress them, it would be directly comparable to the human race!

The human race had only nine transcendents.

The giants, born with their massive physiques, possessed extraordinary combat strength, even if they were newly ascended transcendents.

For instance, Livius wielded an eon artifact, enabling him to challenge Indiana.

The battle was intensifying.

On the calm surface of the sea, Braydon Neal walked with the Soul Slaying Sword in hand.

"The path of transcendence is not something the giant race can obtain," he said calmly.

"Yes, sir!"

As he spoke, more creatures began to emerge on the surface of the sea.

The nine-headed serpent had already shed its heads and transformed into a young man clad in a purple robe, followed by twenty-nine others.

Not more, not less—exactly thirty transcendents!

They had all achieved transcendence.

Why hadn’t they provoked the transcendent tribulation earlier?

Braydon had instructed Jaxen Neal to bring them to the Nine Illusion Sea for their tribulation.

He would only bring them back after they had transcended.

Otherwise, the birth of so many transcendents and the opening of the immortal realm’s walls would have attracted the attention of those transcendent experts in the cosmos.

It would also likely cause panic among the others in the Immortal Burial Ground.

Now, as Braydon stepped on the surface of the sea, he issued his command.

The path of transcendence was unique to the giants, and it was undeniably upsetting the balance.

Braydon would not allow this to happen.

Once the situation with the five races fighting erupted, it became very easy to lose control.

In an instant, the nine-headed serpent led the four transcendent experts and dove into the deep sea, rushing toward the chaos.

The remaining twenty-five transcendents followed Braydon into the depths of the sea.

There were still a few prime locations here.

Moving them to Wollo would grant him a few more blessed lands.

Meanwhile, the transcendent experts were locked in a fierce battle.

"Haha!" Livius cackled, wielding the eon artifact. "Stone King, how many more times can your transcendent power allow you to condense a transcendent body?"

"You giants are courting death!" The Stone King and King Isberg glared at him, their eyes filled with rage.

The giants had committed such an egregious act—not only deceiving Indiana but also toying with the three races.

Their appetite was insatiable; they actually wanted to claim all the benefits of the South Pole.

They were on the brink of success.

Suddenly, the surface of the sea surged, and five figures emerged.

Without exception, they were all transcendents!

It was the nine-headed serpent and his group that had attacked.

"The path of transcendence is ours!" the nine-headed serpent declared, not bothering with pleasantries.

He sought a path of transcendence—five transcendents for one transcendent path.

This request was not unreasonable.

What truly shocked both sides was the origin of these five transcendent experts.

Livius’s eyes widened in confusion as a realization struck him.

Across the entire Immortal Burial Ground, many forces had the ability to nurture new transcendents—except for the human race!

"Who are you?" the stone king asked, his expression darkening.

"When did the Immortal Burial Ground give birth to a new transcendent?" King Isberg inquired.

Could it be that there were other locations they hadn’t discovered yet, and this group had gotten there first and obtained the path of transcendence?

The nine-headed serpent’s gaze was sharp as he turned to the young golden flood dragon. "Golden Flood Dragon, long time no see!"

"You are...?" The young golden flood dragon, a demon with an extremely long lifespan, looked taken aback.

"Have you heard of the nine-headed serpent?" the nine-headed serpent asked coolly.

Swoosh!

A phantom radiating a divine light of ten thousand feet quietly appeared in front of everyone.

It was the nine-headed serpent!

"God race!" The golden flood dragon youth’s heart trembled.

"What? God race?" The saint race’s Qilin Lord, Jarle Bergendorff, was taken aback.

The history of the divine realm’s demise stretched back even further than that of the immortal realm.

The innate god race was extinct, and he never expected there to be survivors.

Back then, their divine realm was destroyed by Idris Kalman, and the god race was exterminated.

"I want a path of transcendence," the nine-headed serpent said blandly. "It’s not much, right?"

It was a simple statement, yet Livius glared at him with malice.

What had started as a promising situation was now spoiled by this unexpected presence.

This fellow was a remnant of the divine realm, and it seemed like it had nothing to do with Braydon.

The stone king spoke decisively. "It’s only natural for you to choose a path of transcendence. If we agree, I’m afraid some people won’t."

"Then we’ll settle the distribution by force."

In an instant, the battle between the transcendents erupted once again.

This time, the three races joined forces with the nine-headed serpent and four other transcendents, reversing the situation.

The four giants roared in anger as their injuries worsened.

Blood flowed as the battle devastated the world around them, and the seawater surged against the current.

In the end, the four giants fled in defeat.

The nine-headed serpent raised his hand and snatched away a lump of transcendence essence, but someone blocked his way.

"What, you want to fight?" the nine-headed serpent asked, looking over.

The stone king shook his head. "Please don’t misunderstand us. We won’t go back on our word like the giant race. We only managed to reap some benefits this time because of the five of you. Otherwise, our three races would have suffered a great loss today."

"It’s only natural that you guys take a transcendent path," the golden flood dragon youth said on behalf of the demons.

"It’s all thanks to your help!" Jarle nodded.

"Then why are you blocking our way?" the nine-headed serpent pressed.