The Strongest War God

Chapter 2036: The Great Tribulation of the Tenth Level Chapter 2036: The Great Tribulation of the Tenth Level Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The feeling of restraint was like a bottleneck.

It seemed ready to break.

Yet, it held exceptionally strong.

Scipio Langdon remained calm.  Having cultivated to this stage, he wouldn’t back down from breaking through because of the obstacles ahead.  Closing his eyes to gather power, his aura flared again.  Using the forbidden technique, his aura rose steadily.

He glared at the sky and roared, “Break!” “Break, break!” His roar was thunderous, shaking his eardrums painfully.

“He’s about to break through!” Kreig Jordahl looked over and nodded.

“Transcending true Qi as a foundation and nurturing the power of space was once your specialty,” Rusty Neal commented.

Kreig smiled.

“The paths of those who came before are peaks the younger generation aspires to.

How could a senior block their way?” That was what he said.

However, he exuded a sense of superiority.

As they spoke, a force as vast as a mountain, like the might of the heavens, swept over the land.

The empty sky darkened instantly.

White tribulation clouds gathered slowly.

The level ten tribulation was about to appear.

He had successfully transcended the tribulation and entered the tenth level.

If he couldn’t survive it, his body would perish, and his path would vanish.

The outcome of body and soul destruction meant he wouldn’t even have a chance to reincarnate.

In an instant, all the transcendents fled.

Who would dare to face Scipio’s level ten tribulation?

It would be certain death!

The chaos quieted.

Fedele Licata withdrew into the distance, saying softly, “We’ve seen the level ten calamity again.” “I don’t understand.

Why fear this?” “With your foundation, you should have broken through long ago.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t have let Scipio take the lead.” “The terror of the tenth level tribulation—you’ll understand once you witness it.” Fedele’s tone was calm, but there was bitterness in it.

Berton Mahaffey, standing nearby, added, “This is my chance to see the gap between me and level ten.” Boom!

In the tribulation clouds, lightning descended.

The power of transcendence had formed a lightning tribulation.

It was a hundred meters thick and held a hint of special power.

It was the power of space!

Within transcendence, an even more terrifying spatial power was Scipio’s path.

And it was awe-inspiring.

When the lightning struck, even the ninth level trembled.

This attack alone could kill a peak level nine transcendent.

That was the difference!

Daviel Toepfer was stunned.

“Damn!

He’s that strong?” “This is only the beginning.” Fedele shook his head slightly.

Scipio’s clothes were torn.  The first bolt of lightning made his blood boil.

Compared to a level nine lightning tribulation, level ten lightning was a thousand times more powerful.

Reaching the tenth level wasn’t easy.

Path was hard to comprehend, and tribulation was hard to overcome.

It was an immense challenge.

One had to fight for that sliver of hope.

No choice!

During his tribulation, Scipio glanced at Fedele.  With one look, he understood why his old friend couldn’t break through to the tenth level.

“Scipio, gamble with your life.

Bet everything for that glimpse of hope!” Fedele urged.

This was the only way.

He abandoned everything, even his cultivation.

Even if he had to burn his cultivation in the end, he had to survive this tribulation.

Cultivation could be rebuilt.

If he failed, his body and soul would be destroyed, and he would truly die.

“The path is hard to cultivate,” Elder Juntenen murmured.

“Tribulation is hard to overcome.

Tenth level is a natural chasm!” “Senior, are your injuries still not healed?” Fedele cupped his hands slightly.

Elder Juntenen shook his head, saying nothing more.

When he had reached level ten, the tribulation had injured him, and he had yet to recover.

He thought Kreig’s path of life could heal him.

But it was only a dream.

Destiny without destiny.

If it wasn’t his, he couldn’t force it.

Braydon Neal stood in the distance, watching the tribulation unfold.

He murmured, “The chances of passing are less than 20%.

He was too hasty in his preparation.” “There’s no other way.

He must fight to the death.

No one can help him,” Rusty said disdainfully.

Back then, when they transcended level ten, they had barely escaped death.

If they had been any weaker, they would have died.

Only he could face this kind of tribulation.

“Is there a way?” Braydon asked Kreig.

“Yes, but the price is very high.” Kreig didn’t hide the truth from Braydon.  He admitted he had a way but that the price was steep.

“How high?” Braydon pressed.

“It would cost half my life.” Kreig looked at Braydon calmly.

“If it takes half of your life, it’s not worth it,” Braydon shook his head.

He wanted to help Scipio but was powerless.

It wasn’t right for Kreig to risk half his life for Scipio either.

Asking such a favor was unreasonable.

Even as friends, even as sworn brothers.

It wasn’t something to ask!

Scipio had been struck by lightning seven times.  His aura had weakened considerably, and he was gravely injured.

There were still at least thirty-six bolts of lightning in the tenth level lightning tribulation.

He was only on the seventh.

The success rate was probably less than 20%.

“If he dies, we’re in trouble.” Braydon shook his head.

“Then save him!” “Rusty…” Everett Neal said seriously.

“You’re rusty!

Your whole family is rusty!

Your ancestors are all rusty!!” When the older brother called him Rusty, the younger brother’s guard dropped immediately.

“Help him,” Everett said calmly.

“Why don’t you?” Rusty scowled.

The two siblings seemed to be bickering.

Elder Juntenen observed them and said earnestly, “Scipio’s breakthrough is the only way to protect the Lotus Feather Pavilion and all of you.

Whoever you are, you’ll need the pavilion’s protection.

Helping Scipio is helping yourselves.” “Understood.

You’re so long-winded.” Rusty snorted, pulling a pendant with a red string from his neck.

The pendant looked like an ordinary stone.

Braydon and Kreig watched closely.

“Hey, this is mine!

You can’t take it!” Rusty guarded it closely from Braydon.

The stone held a storage space with Lennon Jury’s collection of countless precious items.

“Sorry,” Rusty said, “but everything in the saint region treasury is with my brother.

If you need anything, ask him.” “Stop arguing and help him.” Braydon shot him a warning look.

Certain things couldn’t be revealed publicly.

They already bore Lennon’s inheritance, drawing enough attention.

If word got out that they had Lennon’s lifetime treasures and the saint region’s treasury, even those within the Lotus Feather Pavilion might be tempted to kill them for it.

Rusty realized he’d said too much.

He sensed the malicious, envious stares.

With a cold snort, he took out a snow-white pill with his chubby hand.

The pill almost looked human, nearly transformed into a spirit.