The Strongest War God - Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383: Breaking Through Ten Stages Consecutively

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the past, the conflict between the thirteen Spirit Sea disciples and the Hall of Souls arose due to the Hall of Souls’ policies.

The Hall of Souls didn’t discriminate against anyone entering its domain, regardless of age or health.

Anyone who failed their inheritance trial became a soul slave.

Over ten thousand years, the Hall of Souls had grown formidable.

That was why the Thirteenth Master had to eliminate 70% of the 3,000 guardians of order, yet the Hall of Souls remained largely unscathed, swiftly replacing those lost.

Its mystique and power made few dare to challenge it.

Now, Soul Slave No. 3 emerged, a contemporary of the Neal family’s ancestor.

His appearance stirred fear, as nobody knew the extent of his power.

Within the Spirit Sea, none dared provoke the trio of soul slaves.

His voice echoed deeply, “The Ivory Tower is open. The Hall of Souls has commanded me to maintain order within a thousand-mile radius, forbidding all conflict. All denizens of the Spirit Sea may enter the tower unhindered. Disobedience means annihilation of the soul.”

Upon the sea’s surface, all bowed obediently, affirming, “Understood!”

Without hesitation, the black-robed soul slave declared, “The Ivory Tower’s trial has begun. A quota of 1,500 is allowed per round.”

He reached out and effortlessly scooped up 400 people from the Neal family.

Among the 1,500 spots available, 400 belonged to the Neal family.

They had managed to secure spots in the first batch, leaving others, including middle-aged and older experts, relegated to queue behind them.

Braydon Neal furrowed his brow, knowing about the history of conflict between his family and the Hall of Souls.

Did the soul slave have ulterior motives for choosing the Neal family first?

Wolfhart Neal reassured him via voice transmission, “Thirteen, fear not. Once someone is a soul slave, that person is bound by strict rules. If one dares to conspire against others during a trial like the Ivory Tower, the Hall of Souls will sense it and obliterate their soul.”

Instances of such repercussions had occurred before.

While soul slaves often schemed within the boundaries of hall rules, open aggression was punished swiftly.

In one case, a guardian of order attempted to harm an old enemy during the Ivory Tower trial and was swiftly eradicated by the Hall of Souls.

This incident underscored the reliability of the guardians’ enforcement.

The black-robed soul slave, observing Braydon and the others, spoke indifferently, “Due to the large number of participants, each will be granted an annual slot for entry into the Ivory Tower’s assessment. Over ten years, ten slots will be issued. This arrangement ensures fairness, considering the Ivory Tower welcomes all from the Spirit Sea.”

However, the prime territories of the Spirit Sea had already been claimed by the top powers in advance.

Consequently, despite the Ivory Tower’s imminent appearance being common knowledge among most rogue cultivators in the Spirit Sea, none dared approach it in its first year.

Provoking a super force was tantamount to inviting death!

The black-robed soul slave handpicked 1,500 individuals and ushered them into the surfaced Ivory Tower.

The tower had 1,500 stories.

All 1,500 entrants made their way in through individual doors that opened up for them.

Braydon and Wolfhart proceeded together, with Wolfhart leading the way.

Once Braydon had entered, Jaromir Neal then entered as well.

Observers couldn’t miss the Neal family member being escorted by Wolfhart and Jaromir into the tower.

“Kohen!” greeted a man adorned in a resplendent golden dragon robe and crown, his smile radiant. “It seems your family has produced yet another prodigious talent!”

“What do you mean?” Kohen Neal inquired, eyeing the dragon-robed man who was the Golden Dragon Pavilion’s pavilion master, a formidable figure renowned across the Spirit Sea.

Carlton Yokley offered a cryptic smile, refraining from verbal elaboration, for none present were fools.

With Wolfhart leading and Jaromir trailing, the middle was occupied by a young man from the Neal family, an unfamiliar face.

What manner of genius warranted the protection of the Neal family’s nine-eyed and eight-eyed dual-pupils?

“I hope this year’s batch produces a talent that shakes the world,” Carlton expressed softly, anticipation gleaming in his eyes.

As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently met Kohen’s.

In the past, the Neal family had given rise to a prodigious talent, Thirteen, whose potential was cut short by the Hall of Souls.

Otherwise, Thirteen might have astonished everyone by challenging the Ivory Tower.

While the important figures conversed, their attention remained fixed on the tower.

Observing the towering structure with its 1,500 stories, each adorned with a star icon, they witnessed the illumination of the first star, signaling the commencement of the Ivory Tower’s first stage.

In less than a minute, however, the star on the 665th floor blinked out, and a disheveled young man was promptly expelled.

“Trash!” exclaimed the head of the Stone family, his expression sour.

The 1,500 participants were all from the four great families, yet the first elimination was from the Stone family, much to their embarrassment.

The disgraced youth, identified as Frances Stone, silently departed, leaving murmurs among the onlookers.

“Wasn’t that Frances Stone? I heard he’s already in the saint realm. How could he be eliminated so swiftly?” one bystander pondered aloud.

“The saint realm means nothing here. The Ivory Tower assesses one’s combat power amplification. The first trial demands a 1,000-fold increase. Only those who meet or exceed it can advance,” explained another disdainfully.

“The stronger the cultivation, the tougher the trial in the Ivory Tower,” someone remarked.

“Look! Isn’t that Wolfhart from the Neal family on the first floor of the tower?” another exclaimed.

“Indeed. With the nine-eyed dual-pupils, he broke through two stages in under three minutes. Impressive!”

Thirteen stars adorned the tower’s summit.

As the third one ignited, Wolfhart advanced to the third stage.

Jaromir kept pace, showcasing remarkable progress alongside the other prodigies.

Despite their prowess, numerous young contenders faced elimination.

Soul Slave No. 3 ensured a constant influx of participants, maintaining the Ivory Tower’s occupancy at 1,500.

Alongside Wolfhart and Jaromir stood other notable talents like Kellan Stone and Sebert Stone of the Stone family, as well as Levant Foreman and others from the Foreman family.

These four great families had vied for dominance in the Spirit Sea for millennia, producing formidable young talents.

The competition among the younger generation directly influenced the future prospects and interests of their respective families for the next thousand years.

If they were defeated and suppressed in the competition of the same generation, the family would adjust their focus, and the resources would gradually decrease to nurture other geniuses in the family.

In the great families, internal strife was real and cruel.