The Strongest War God-Chapter 1923: Hidden Expert

Their goal was to obtain the body of a transcendent.

He wasn’t interested in anything else.

The various races had plenty to offer, so the human race didn’t arrange for these auction items.

In a private room, Indiana Ibbot calmly said, "Imran, let’s begin. We don’t need any ordinary items. What we want is only a transcendent body."

"Alright, please take your seats. The auction will begin in two hours. Before that, all bidders need to exchange for the auction house’s unique auction coins," the auctioneer announced, outlining the rules.

Otherwise, by the end, each family might present all sorts of odd items for collateral, wasting time and complicating evaluations.

It would also disrupt the auction’s atmosphere.

Therefore, they had to exchange for the auction house’s unique coins in advance to bid.

This arrangement was convenient for both parties.

Indiana turned and instructed the transcendent expert from the immortal race to leave.

At the same time, people began to exit the 700 private rooms and moved toward the back of the auction to exchange for coins.

Of the 70,000 seats in the venue, half were occupied by peak figures, either standing to exchange for the auction coins or sending others in their place.

Soon, the scene became lively once more.

"100 million immortal crystals for one auction coin?" someone exclaimed from the back.

"Is the exchange ratio really that harsh?" Some peak experts were shocked.

According to this rule, they wouldn’t be able to compete at all with the larger factions.

In fact, each super race’s initial transaction was worth tens of billions of coins because the items they brought were genuine treasures.

This trip was all about exchanging rare treasures for a transcendent body.

"What did the various races offer?" Braydon Neal asked calmly from the private room.

"Weapons, armor, forbidden techniques, pills, talismans—everything," Elder Levine replied, standing behind him.

"They didn’t take out the real treasures," he added.

"Don’t worry; we’ll have them bring it out later." What Braydon wanted was something akin to the treasures that the giant race paid tribute to him each year.

Something that could help cultivators break through quickly—this was what Braydon wanted!

"We’ll use the auction to plunder the various super races and help our human race produce another batch of peak figures. At the same time, he would use these resources to nurture the peak cultivators of the Northern Army."

Two hours passed quickly.

The auctioneer returned to the stage, smiling charmingly. "It’s time. The auction is about to begin. Please take your seats."

His words silenced everyone as all the beings returned to their respective positions.

Under everyone’s gaze, an item covered in red cloth was carried to the front desk.

Swoosh!

Everyone turned their attention to the stage, with traces of spiritual energy probing forward.

No one could resist the urge to look closer.

"What?" Indiana inquired, a hint of shock appearing in his eyes. "A high-level transcendent expert!"

"Within my body is the path of transcendence!" Shock flashed in the eyes of the golden flood dragon youth.

"You’re right," King Isberg of the innate race said solemnly. "The transcendent body. If my race obtains it, we can give birth to two transcendents."

"Yes, I’ll get it at all costs," the stone king resolved.

The auctioneer’s red lips parted slightly. "The body of a high-level transcendent. To be more specific, it’s at the seventh level. Although the transcendence path within has been damaged, it’s still 70% intact. If I can absorb it, I can enter the fifth level realm in the future."

"The starting bid is 700 million auction coins. Each bid must not be less than 100,000 auction coins. Begin!"

The auctioneer declared.

In the first row of the hall, a peak pinnacle cultivator’s eyes burned with passion as he stated decisively, "One billion!"

He was not a rogue cultivator; he had to be from a powerful faction.

The price was so high that more than half of the people in the hall were flabbergasted.

The starting bid was already 800 million.

How many immortal crystals would that be?

Its value was probably equivalent to eight large-scale spirit crystal mines, which made many people hesitate.

Even so, there was no shortage of representatives from powerful forces who continued to bid.

The price increases were swift and urgent, with bidders in the hall raising their placards one after another.

"1.1 billion!"

"1.12 billion!"

"1.2 billion!"

...

"3.9 billion!"

The price increase was substantial, and many prominent families filled the hall.

The fact that they dared to bid this high proved they had exchanged a lot of auction coins.

As the shouting began to dwindle, a true expert made his move.

"10 billion!"

He declared, a figure equivalent to 100 large immortal crystal mines.

The single number silenced the hall and even sparked a huge uproar, with many people beginning to discuss which family was behind the bid.

"Indiana and the others won’t miss out on a seventh-level transcendent body," Braydon said softly.

"They’re likely waiting for the people below to celebrate before making their move," Elder Levine speculated in a low voice.

That was a given!

How could Indiana and the others let such an opportunity slip away?

They exchanged glances toward the seats in Room 202, fully aware of what was happening.

In a private room belonging to a major force in the Immortal Burial Ground, a group called the Immortal Alliance was present.

Until today, there had been no one in the Immortal Alliance who had transcended.

Narcyz Horun and the others couldn’t help but bring their foundational resources over to compete.

Little did they know, there was no transcendent expert guarding the place.

If they managed to secure the bid in the end, would they even be able to keep it?

On this note, Braydon said softly, "Ask Imran to inform later that anyone who gets the transcendence essence will be protected by the human race. They can absorb and refine it in Wollo until they break through."

"Understood!"

Elder Levine sent a voice transmission to Imran Haak.

The auctioneer, Imran, glanced at the private room on the seventh floor and nodded slightly, knowing exactly what to do.

The Immortal Alliance bid 10 billion.

They wanted to obtain a high-level transcendent body, but it was clearly wishful thinking!

Room 101 belonged to Indiana.

"50 billion!" he said forcefully.

The Immortal Sect representing the innate immortal race had united with several factions and finally made their move.

Once the price was announced, it left everyone in despair.

What was even more terrifying was that...

The transcendents of the other races all raised their bids.

"600!" the golden flood dragon declared decisively.

"Seven hundred!"

The stone king of the innate race was unwilling to back down.

"1,000!" The saint race’s Jarle Bergendorff replied indifferently.

The price increase surged suddenly.

Livius Jahic of the giant race was well aware of the price they had paid to obtain the transcendence path.

The Giant Spirit Pond would be used by the human race for ten thousand years, along with Great Path Primordial Chaos Fruits that could propel one to the peak.

Those were priceless treasures.

"Two thousand!" he said decisively.

The price increase was even more ruthless!

The entire place fell silent. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

The immortal race, the demon race, the saint race, the innate race, and the giant race had all entered the arena!

And there was the sixth race.

The nine-headed serpent represented the god race.

He was Braydon’s pawn.

"Five thousand!" he said decisively.

"Hmm?"

Indiana’s expression darkened as he took a deep look at private room 107.

The god race was also involved!

Little did they know that eight human-like creatures were standing in private room 108.

Dressed in black robes, their skin was black, their eyes devoid of whites, and black horns adorned their heads.

Their auras were extremely unsettling.