The Strongest War God

Chapter 1989: Sword Slashes the Transcendents Chapter 1989: Sword Slashes the Transcendents Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation There were two great beasts imprisoned there: the golden flood dragon and others who wanted to display their ferocity and negotiate.

If he wanted freedom, he would have to kill Braydon Neal, no matter the cost.

Naturally, the two high-level transcendent beings agreed, but how could they break through the methods left behind by Lukyan Flerov in the past?

Without a level nine eon artifact, breaking the seal would be nearly impossible.

To the golden flood dragon, Jarle Bergendorff, the Stone King, and King Isberg, the elites of the Northern Army had conquered tens of thousands of stellar realms in the universe, and their momentum was unstoppable.  But what could they do?

They could only rely on external forces to fight Braydon.

Unfortunately, they had chosen the wrong target.  The two imprisoned in Maknum couldn’t even defeat Lukyan in his previous life.  How could they possibly stand a chance against Braydon now?

As the foundation of all generations, it paved the way for today’s Braydon.  No one could compete with him.

Braydon’s white robe fluttered as he descended upon Maknum.  Outside, a large number of cultivators were coming and going, with peaks from each race faintly visible.

Braydon arrived.

“Braydon Neal!” A peak black-robed demon from the demon race at the city gate saw Braydon and his pupils constricted in horror.  The most troublesome person had finally appeared.  Hadn’t he been in seclusion?  It had been ten thousand years since anyone had seen him, and after all that time, his strength had likely grown.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, stepping into the city.  He sensed the peak and grabbed him, asking indifferently, “Where is the golden flood dragon?” It was just a question, but the black-robed peak was scared out of his wits.  He turned to flee, but a bone-piercing chill settled around them.

Invisible sword light instantly enveloped the area.

From the eight small swords, Braydon had comprehended sword techniques—a legacy from a mysterious creature—which had made his strength even more terrifying.

Back when Braydon left the Immortal Burial Ground, his cultivation was only at the heaven immortal realm.  He later advanced to the ancient immortal realm and then the immortal supreme realm—two major realms higher.

With his skyrocketing strength, he had also mastered the sword techniques of the mysterious creature, making his battle prowess extraordinary.

As a peak immortal supreme, with a mere raise of his hand, tens of thousands of sword lights enveloped the area, sharp and terrifying.

The black-robed peak demon felt the bone-chilling cold.  In front of this killing intent, he was completely overwhelmed.  Braydon’s sword pierced through his chest, severely injuring him.  Grabbing him barehanded, Braydon asked again, “Where is the golden flood dragon?” “East!” the black-robed peak cried out, terrified, pointing in a direction.

Swoosh!

Braydon’s sword struck, beheading him instantly.

Braydon had come to test his combat strength after 10,000 years of seclusion, and the next moment, tens of thousands of sword lights swept across Maknum, killing all demon cultivators.

Currently, the Immortal Burial Ground was crawling with demon creatures.  After the war erupted, the demon race, saint race, and innate race had moved there, seeing they were no match for the human race.  At first, Indiana Ibbot had resisted, but the innate race, saint race, and demon race had joined forces, with nearly two hundred transcendents.

Even the local immortals had to avoid them.

At this moment, all creatures below the peak were forced out of Maknum.  Even those at the peak fled after seeing Braydon, scattering in all directions.  Braydon intended to suppress Maknum by himself.

A year later, the nine supremes appeared, standing in nine different directions.  As Braydon raised his hand, a dazzling light shone from his sword, unleashing a terrifying sword intent.  In the attack, a new peak cultivator was cut down in one strike, and even veteran peaks couldn’t withstand three swords from the nine supremes.

A special peak was comparable to an ultimate peak.  Yet, Braydon’s original body attacked, and a sword light shot out, merging into one terrifying sword.  All the cultivators at the peak of the four realms were killed with a single strike!

At the immortal supreme realm, Braydon stood there, slashing his way through the peak realm.  Only Braydon could wield such devilish talent, leaving people in despair.

“This is terrifying!” the golden flood dragon muttered, clenching his fists.

“This monster has been in seclusion for ten thousand years, and his strength has grown too much!” “When he left the Immortal Burial Ground, he was only at the heaven immortal realm.

But now, he’s cut through the four peak realms with ease and hasn’t even shown his full power.” King Isberg’s face darkened.  They all knew that Braydon cultivated the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art and possessed the Spirit Summoning Art.  If he erupted with full power, no one could predict how strong he would be.

“Send a transcendent from each faction to test his limits,” the saint race’s Jarle said viciously.

“Alright!” the golden flood dragon agreed.

A fox-like young man from the demon race, a newly ascended transcendent, stepped forward.  The saint race sent a phoenix, and the innate race sent a stone monkey.

All of them were transcendents.

The three of them appeared, and their transcendental power enveloped the world.

The power of transcendence surpassed all others, and as the three stood ready, Braydon’s eyes glowed with fighting spirit.  Battling a transcendent expert?

The thought thrilled him.

“Return!” Braydon commanded, and the nine supremes turned into streams of light, merging back into his original body.

The three transcendent experts glanced at each other and attacked together.  The terrifying aspect of the monarch art was that the nine supremes could combine into one.  They had to stop Braydon from fully merging.

Braydon raised his hand, bending a piece of wood into a sword, letting it hang gently at his waist.  Swoosh!

It seemed as though he was storing power for a strike, the wooden branch unsheathing itself into a sword.

Millions of sword lights combined into one, forming an immensely terrifying sword, causing even the transcendents to tremble.

The fox youth’s expression changed.  He didn’t expect Braydon to target him, forcing him to retreat.

Three supremes merged into Braydon’s body, tripling his strength.  The fox-like young man couldn’t evade where the sword pointed.  The power of transcendence formed a shield, but the sword still struck.

Boom!

The transcendence shield cracked.  The power of transcendence had blocked the attack, but not for long.

“His offensive power is terrifying!

Attack!” the fox youth shouted in shock and anger.  They feared Braydon’s relentless strikes.

Braydon held the branch as his sword, drawing and sheathing it in one breath.  It was the sword he had cultivated in the small sword space not long ago, and each strike was devastating.

Three swords later, the fox youth’s transcendence shield shattered, and his arm flew off.  His face turned pale as he realized he had lost an arm.

Braydon didn’t seem exhausted, slashing thirteen times in total.  The three transcendents were forced back, and the nine supremes fully united.

Braydon’s power had increased ninefold, his aura reaching an overwhelming peak.