The Strongest War God

Chapter 2034: The Situation Collapsed Chapter 2034: The Situation Collapsed Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “By then, my Lotus Feather Pavilion will have one at level eleven and two at level ten.

Who else in the world can compare to these heroes?” “When Braydon Neal reaches the eleventh level in the future, how could he ignore you?

Even if he only reaches the tenth level, how could he, Elder Juntenen, or I disregard you?” “Think ahead.

My Lotus Feather Pavilion stands proud in this world, unbeaten.

Yet the accumulated hatred will ultimately destroy everything.

The Path Sect appeared once in the past.

Do we really have to go down that path again?” “If the Path Sect were at its peak, who would dare harm Braydon?” …

At this moment, Scipio Langdon revealed the magnanimity and strategic insight expected of a patriarch.

After he finished speaking…

“Brother!” The four pavilion masters, looking ashamed, bowed deeply and cupped their hands in unison.

“We’ll follow your lead!” “Scipio is right.

From what I can see, that boy won’t be ordinary in the future.

Even without Lennon Jury’s inheritance, his achievements won’t fall short of Scipio’s.” Elder Juntenen’s words sent a chill through the pavilion masters’ hearts.

“Let’s move!” Scipio commanded decisively.

With a swoosh, all high-level transcendents of the Lotus Feather Pavilion took to the air, moving at breathtaking speed.

At the posthouse, chaos reigned.

The killing didn’t stop.

Each fallen being’s macro world shattered, refined completely.

To prevent Braydon from hiding, he left no corner unchecked.

Braydon stood calmly in the courtyard, watching it all unfold.

At last, the one he had been waiting for arrived.

The five pavilion masters descended.

“Who dares surround and kill disciples of my Lotus Feather Pavilion?” A long howl echoed across the wilderness.

Scipio had arrived.

Raising his hand, with a mere flip of his palm, he obliterated several high-level beings before him, reducing them to ashes.

No words were needed.

Action was his answer.

The five pavilion masters charged forward without hesitation.

The Heavenly Spirit Sect’s leader appeared, his purple robe billowing as he yelled, “How dare you kill my disciple!

Pavilion Master Langdon, what is the meaning of this?” The bystanders watched for entertainment, while insiders read between the lines.

The head of the Saint Pavilion saw that Scipio had nearly reached the peak of the level nine realm, just a step away from the legendary level ten.

Scipio’s presence was among the top three in level nine power.

Throughout the world, while many creatures had reached the level nine realm, those ranking in the top three could be counted on one hand.

Scipio’s eyes were sharp.

“You two families joined forces to kill my disciples.

How dare you.” “Disciple of the Lotus Feather Pavilion?” The masters of the Saint Pavilion and Heavenly Spirit Sect exchanged looks, each understanding the implications.

Not to mention the disciples of the Lotus Feather Pavilion—even if he were Scipio’s son, no one could save Braydon’s group today.

The inheritance of the eleventh level was at stake.

No one would let it slip away easily.

“Braydon Neal!” Scipio sneered, sensing that the Heavenly Spirit Sect’s leader and others were preparing to attack.

Releasing a surge of power, he roared, “Show yourself!” With that call, Braydon stepped forward.

The members of the other two families were stunned.

From the depths of the posthouse, five figures emerged from a dilapidated courtyard: Icarus Jacome, Braydon, Kreig Jordahl, Everett Neal and Rusty Neal.

The group moved forward slowly.

“Attack!” shouted the leader of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

“With me here, who dares?” Scipio’s aura surged, a monstrous force awakening.  Even level nine beings hesitated, let alone the level seven and level eight transcendents.

The Saint Pavilion’s head spoke hesitantly, “Scipio, it’s unrealistic to think you can leave with these people today.

But if you’re set on protecting his name, let’s discuss terms.” “The inheritance of level eleven—the technique practiced by Lord Lennon Jury.

As long as you share a copy, all Saint Pavilion experts will back off.” Scipio laughed in outrage.

“Ha!

You’re asking too much.

Why should I give away the inheritance that belongs to my Lotus Feather Pavilion disciples?” There was no room for negotiation.

The Saint Pavilion master’s face darkened, his white robe flowing as he replied, “If that’s the case, we’ll fight if you insist.” The Saint Pavilion had stood for countless years, not merely for show.

Their master was also a peak level nine being, with three such masters in the Saint Pavilion and one in the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

The four combined forces clashed with Scipio.

Yet, the other four pavilion masters of the Lotus Feather Pavilion held their own at the peak of the ninth level.

More critically, Scipio himself was on the verge of reaching level ten, his battle prowess terrifying.

Elder Juntenen, another formidable force, was present as well.

The clash broke out instantly.

The five pavilion masters all joined the fray.

Despite the strength of the Lotus Feather Pavilion’s transcendents, their numbers were fewer than the opposing forces, placing them at a disadvantage.

“Protect Braydon!” Scipio shouted.

“Yes, sir!” The four pavilion masters formed a protective formation around Braydon, holding off attackers from all directions.

Over a thousand transcendents launched into action.

The high-level posthouse became their battleground.

Scipio was fearsome, his aura pulsing with every move.  Within ten strikes, he sent the master of the Saint Pavilion flying with a severe chest injury.

He was almost dead.

Everyone was stunned.

“How could this be?” The Heavenly Spirit Sect’s leader was incredulous.

Among their generation, the master of the Saint Pavilion was known for his strength.

How could Scipio defeat him within ten moves?

The truth dawned on the Saint Pavilion master, who went pale and fearful.

“You… you’ve taken that step!” “What step?” The Heavenly Spirit Sect leader felt a chill.

It was the breakthrough from level nine to level ten.

Scipio had already made the leap.  He hadn’t reached level ten yet only because he’d chosen to master every detail through secluded training before his final breakthrough.

If any level nine being approached level ten, caution was essential.

But now, the Saint Pavilion master sensed disaster approaching.

If the Lotus Feather Pavilion produced a level ten soon, it would spell catastrophe for the Saint Pavilion.

Though the saint region possessed level ten inheritances, they required time for comprehension.

But Scipio would break through before that, reaching the tenth level.  By then, no one would dare stand in his way.

Scipio’s strikes grew bolder.

After seriously injuring the Saint Pavilion master, he then overpowered the Heavenly Spirit Sect Leader and two Saint Pavilion great elders.

The three peak level nine experts couldn’t suppress Scipio.

This realization shocked the leaders of the Heavenly Spirit Sect and others.

Scipio might have truly taken that crucial step!

Realizing he had gained no advantage and instead made a formidable enemy, the Heavenly Spirit Sect leader shouted, “The level-eleven inheritance has surfaced!

Is anyone here willing to seize it?” His voice echoed, spreading the news like wildfire.

The revelation caused an uproar, racing through the major factions and large trading companies stationed at the high-level posthouse.

Scipio’s anger boiled over.

“You’ve crossed the line!” Scipio struck in fury, forcing back two elders of the Saint Pavilion, concentrating all pressure on the Heavenly Spirit Sect leader.

Bang!

One palm strike hit the leader’s chest, instantly tearing his body as if sliced by a spatial blade.