The Strongest War God-Chapter 1921: Thunder and Fire Refining Lake
Chapter 1921: Thunder and Fire Refining Lake
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"Better get used to it." Braydon Neal didn’t care at all.
Cultivating for eternity was his chosen path.
The rainbow butterfly transformed into a stunning woman, her eyes cold. "What do you want by imprisoning us?"
The two prisoners had spent countless years trying to figure out why Lukyan Flerov hadn’t killed them back then.
Braydon spoke softly, "I’m just imprisoned for fun. After all, I have a long life ahead of me. It’s boring without any opponents."
"Why you!" The rainbow butterfly was almost driven to madness.
It was clear to anyone that Braydon was treating her like a mere toy.
"There’s no such thing as a normal level 10 creature," the nine-headed dragon cursed. "They’re all either insane or twisted freaks."
"Is that so?" Braydon smiled. "I won’t stop you from trying to survive here. When will you escape? Show me your abilities."
"Do you really see us as playthings?" The rainbow butterfly was furious.
He was a transcendent, a level eight transcendent at that, and renowned even beyond the universe.
Yet Braydon treated him like a toy. It was outright humiliation!
Braydon turned and left. Elder Levine and the others were confused.
But outside...
"Spread the word: Maknum has imprisoned two level eight transcendents. Those who their paths and are likely to replace them, advancing to level eight. Both are experts in the Origin Separate Forbidden Technique, and each has multiple origin bodies containing the path of transcendence. Anyone who obtains one of these bodies can assist a peak transcendent."
This simple statement made it clear Braydon wasn’t just messing around—he had a plan.
Once the news spread, it would likely stir up every expert in the Immortal Burial Ground.
They would all fight for it.
Nine dragon eggs and three rainbow butterflies—all opportunities for transcendence.
Lukyan had severed the chance to transcend in the Immortal Burial Ground long ago, but Braydon had created many new chances to reach that level. He had contributed to the current situation.
After that, Elder Levine and the other transcendents left Maknum.
They were the most suitable to oversee the race, so there was no need for them to remain and explore any further.
By daybreak, the rundown Maknum had returned to its former desolation.
The only difference was that one of the four peak giants of the giant race was gone.
On this trip to Maknum, they had already lost two transcendents.
With one of the demons dead, the transcendent expert of the giant race would never return.
He had suffered a massive loss without gaining any rewards.
All the races were deeply resentful.
Meanwhile, Braydon and the three crippled bodies arrived at the core of Maknum.
The palace had long been reduced to dust in the fierce battle back then.
The ground was charred black, transformed into a lake.
At the center of the lake, an unusual scene unfolded: the Thunder and Fire Refining Lake.
There appeared to be something more inside.
Heavenly fire burned continuously, while lightning fell like rain, making the lake a strange and dangerous place.
When Braydon saw this, he stepped into the lake with a smile.
Boom!
Heavenly lightning struck from above, strong enough to kill an immortal.
Braydon stood fearlessly, hands clasped behind his back.
The lightning sent Braydon flying three meters into the air.
Braydon’s cultivation was too powerful.
With the help of the four crippled bodies, he had already reached the great fulfillment heavenly immortal realm, fusing 60,000 Dharma Idols into his foundation.
No one knew how much his battle strength had increased.
Then, Braydon took another step forward.
The second bolt of lightning was capable of killing an ancient immortal.
Yet Braydon’s steps remained steady.
He raised his left hand and struck the immortal lightning, moving closer to the center of the lake.
The immortal lightning washed over his face, and the heavenly fire burned his body.
This lightning could kill both a god supremer realm expert and a god king realm expert.
Towards the end, lightning danced wildly, striking fear even into the hearts of god monarchs.
Yet, none of this harmed Braydon in the slightest.
Swoosh!
A sword was unsheathed from Braydon’s waist.
The Northern King Sword sliced through the lake, causing the water to roll backward, parting to form a path.
Braydon walked straight ahead.
At the bottom of the lake lay corpses—over a hundred thousand of them.
In the past, they had all been people from Maknum and followers of the lord of Maknum.
Among them were his eight high-level transcendent followers, as well as servants and a hundred low-level transcendents.
This was the strength of a level-nine transcendent expert.
In the Immortal Burial Ground, Maknum had reigned supreme.
When transcendents from beyond the cosmos arrived, none dared to act recklessly.
After all, the lord of Maknum was a level-nine transcendent with no shortage of powerful subordinates.
Who would dare provoke him?
Now, those corpses rested quietly at the bottom of the lake.
Back then, Lukyan hadn’t paid any attention to them.
However, Braydon’s arrival had shifted the focus to these long-forgotten bodies.
Braydon stood at the lake’s bottom, gazing at an old man seated in the center.
His body was surrounded by heavenly fire, and lightning struck him continuously, yet he remained unharmed.
The third body’s eyes were serious.
"There’s nothing to fear. If I want to awaken a complete consciousness, I’ll likely have to remain silent for another ten thousand years."
Braydon didn’t seem to care.
The lake water rose up, flying into the sky.
Hundreds of corpses floated to the surface, along with broken weapons and shattered armor—all eon artifacts.
Braydon collected everything.
The spoils of war from his previous life had been put to use in this one.
Though these items weren’t particularly valuable to him, to the peak experts of the various races outside, they were treasures they could only dream of.
A body that transcended contained remnants of the path of transcendence.
If someone could refine and merge it with their own body, they might have a chance of transcending in this life.
Braydon took everything, except for the old body that was still alive—he didn’t touch that one.
"Let Indiana Ibbot and the others fight for it."
"There are still too few peak human beings," Braydon murmured softly before leaving Maknum.
In that simple sentence, Braydon’s true objective was revealed.
That same day, the humans released a shocking announcement: three days later, an auction would be held in Wollo, where a transcendent body would be up for bid.
However, the exact number of these bodies was not disclosed to the public.
When the news broke, it sent shockwaves throughout the entire immortal realm.
The uproar was immense.
Soon, nearly all the major powers were debating how much the human race had gained in Wollo to be able to present a transcendent body at auction.
These bodies had the potential to create another transcendent expert!
If the path of transcendence within the body wasn’t stripped away, or if it remained mostly intact, it could even produce two transcendents.
One could imagine the chaos that would ensue once the auction began.
Immortals, demons, saints, giants, innates, humans, and even gods—all seven races had transcendents.
The competition would be fierce!
Every major power would have the opportunity to vie for this transcendent body.
From this, new transcendents would be born, shifting the balance of power.
It was clear that once a faction produced a transcendent, the entire power structure would be disrupted.
Things would become far more complicated.
This, of course, was exactly what Braydon wanted!
Meanwhile, all the major factions of the immortal realm were eagerly preparing for the auction.
The innate race, with their numerous powers, had their own ambitions.
Each faction was making plans to gamble for a chance to acquire a transcendent body.
Securing such a prize meant they would no longer have to rely on the immortal sects.
The same was true for the demons, though their situation was even more complex.
While the demon race seemed unified, it was, in fact, made up of hundreds of thousands of smaller races, all collectively known as demons.
Even within these large demon tribes, there was unrest.
In just one night, countless rare treasures, which could serve as the foundation for new power, began flowing into the Immortal Burial Ground.
