The Strongest War God

Chapter 1990: Dragon Mount Chapter 1990: Dragon Mount Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The branch in Braydon Neal’s hand crumbled to powder, unable to withstand the overwhelming force.

It was time to use the true killing weapon.

A small black sword emerged from Braydon’s forehead, expanding into a three-foot-long blade with a black scabbard.

“When I mastered the eighth sword, I concealed the others.

It’s been six thousand years…” Braydon murmured softly.

The concealed edge was a type of sword technique he had been cultivating for six thousand years.  Now that it was unleashed, how terrifying would it be?

As Braydon grasped the scabbard, his left hand clenched the hilt.

Swoosh!

The sword was drawn, and a cold light flashed.

That light pierced through Maknum, and the bone-chilling cold froze the blood of those who felt it.

The phoenix girl and the stone monkey’s eyes reflected fear as they stared at the small black sword in Braydon’s hand.

This sword was not an eon artifact!

No, it was something beyond even an eon artifact.

The sword had been unsheathed!

Its frost-like aura spread across the Immortal Burial Ground.

The sword slashed through everything.

Maknum was cleaved in two, and three transcendent-level experts were paralyzed with terror as the sword cut through them.

Braydon had kept the sword hidden for six thousand years.

The Frost Blade had emerged, and the world grew colder.

Maknum fell into silence.

The golden flood dragon and the others, hiding in the shadows, felt fear grip them.

Braydon’s strength had grown to the point where he could kill transcendents.

This monstrous being, secluded for ten thousand years, had reached this level.

From today on, every transcendent in the Immortal Burial Ground would likely live in fear of him.

Braydon walked through the sky with his sword.  He glanced at the golden flood dragon and said softly, “I’ve raised you long enough.

Today, it’s time to harvest.” “What?” The stone king and others were stunned, disbelief filling their eyes.

“There is no transcendence in this world.

Who can stand against me?” Braydon’s voice remained soft.

“I created the Immortal Burial Ground and brought you all here.

I gave you the path of transcendence so that you could reach it.

All of this was for today—to use your lives to sharpen my sword!” This had been Braydon’s plan all along, one that had been in the works for ten thousand years.

Now, everyone understood.

“Braydon, you’re ruthless!” the golden flood dragon roared.

“Do you really think you can treat us as pawns?” The stone king unleashed a terrifying aura, revealing his level-three transcendent power.  In the past, they had acquired a few high-level bodies, and it seemed the stone king had fused with one of them, leading to his rapid advancement.

Braydon chuckled, a sword light flickering in his left hand.

A bolt of lightning shot out, striking the stone king and turning his heart to ash.  A bloody hole exposed his organs.

Terrified, the stone king turned to flee, and Braydon did not stop him.

The golden flood dragon and the others fled as well, not daring to stay.

Braydon moved swiftly, intercepting them with his sword.  The small black sword, hidden for six thousand years, unleashed its most powerful strike, slaying three transcendent-level experts.

A cold light flashed once more before the sword returned to its normal state.

Even against a level-one transcendent, Braydon was not at a disadvantage.

His blade was terrifying.

The golden flood dragon did not dare to attack and fled in panic.  He no longer had the strength to face Braydon.

Others fled too, including several transcendents.

Two hundred transcendents from three races had all been nurtured by Braydon.  But where could they run?

If they left the Immortal Burial Ground, they would be killed by Heather Sage.

If they stayed, Braydon would hunt them down.

Their only option was to escape outside the universe.  But to break through the regional wall, they would need someone’s permission.

That person was Jaxen Neal!

This level-eight transcendent from the Nine Illusion Sea had been suppressing the Immortal Burial Ground.  He wouldn’t allow anyone to break through the wall and bring experts from outside the universe.

Drawing in such enemies would be dangerous.

With Braydon’s strength confirmed, his pursuit of the golden flood dragon and the others eased.

In Wollo, Jaxen, who appeared as a teenager, looked at Braydon curiously.

“How has your strength increased so much?” “My cultivation has broken through,” Braydon replied, not mentioning the mysterious inheritance.

Jaxen didn’t believe him.

“I’ve never seen that sword technique before.

I can tell you haven’t fully grasped it.

You’ve only scratched the surface.” “You have sharp eyes,” Braydon responded, ignoring further questions.

“When the 100,000 Dharma Idols are complete, I’ll go with you beyond the universe.” “With your strength, you’re certainly qualified to explore the wider world,” Jaxen acknowledged.

At the peak of the immortal supreme realm, Braydon could now kill transcendents with his sword.

He needed time to stabilize.

He had already fused 30,000 Dharma Idols, and after another breakthrough, he would be able to defend himself beyond the stars.

After their brief conversation, Braydon spent the next years in Wollo, cultivating the sword intents of the eight small swords and developing his sword path.  Occasionally, he would search for the golden flood dragon and others to test his combat abilities.

Within five years, more than half of the two hundred transcendents had died by Braydon’s hand.

Despair gripped the peak experts of the Immortal Burial Ground, who now hid in fear of Braydon.

They couldn’t leave the Immortal Burial Ground, as they wouldn’t survive the Northern Army in the universe.

There was no escape.

Until one day, the wall of the Immortal Burial Ground opened again.

The transcendence tribulation arrived.

Someone was about to reach transcendence?

Braydon and Jaxen appeared, flying straight to the southern sea.

A five-clawed golden dragon, millions of miles long, exuded terrifying pressure.

“A golden dragon achieving transcendence on its own!” Jaxen exclaimed in surprise.  He hadn’t expected anyone to reach transcendence without external assistance.

This was an ancient monster from the saint race, transcending without relying on external help.

Under the threat of Braydon and the Northern Army, the golden dragon had broken through.

“A five-clawed golden dragon as a mount— not bad,” Braydon smiled.

“Be careful.

Those who transcend on their own are far more dangerous than those who rely on external methods,” Jaxen cautioned.

The transcendence tribulation began.

Outside the regional wall, above the Nine Illusion Sea, lightning gathered into a tribulation cloud, crashing down.

The lightning seemed small compared to the enormous golden dragon, but it was deadly.

The first strike nearly cleaved the dragon in half, golden scales and blood scattering everywhere.

Roaring in agony, the golden dragon shrunk, transforming into a golden-haired woman with a high nose bridge and a western appearance.