Chapter 1928 Crazy Competition

Chapter 1928: Crazy Competition Chapter 1928: Crazy Competition Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Not a single detail could be leaked.

Having some form of control was a tacit agreement among the six races.

The peak experts in the hall and those in the private rooms all placed their bids.

They thought they could win the bid for the body of a low-level transcendent expert.

But, the giant race had already declared, “Fifty thousand!” The moment he spoke, the hall fell silent.

More than 90% of the private rooms also went quiet.

Indiana Ibbot and the other races didn’t compete.

They had already formed an unspoken understanding.

One would speak while the others stayed silent.

“100,000!” Luke Yates snorted.

The price Luke mentioned reflected Braydon Neal’s intentions.

This was the understanding among the six races.

After all, Luke and Colton Jansky were regarded as Braydon’s allies.

The two of them bidding was the same as Braydon bidding.

If they wanted it, they could outbid them.

But if it seemed too costly, they could let it go and let the items return to the human race.

The key was that Livius Jahic wasn’t willing to back down.

He had already sensed it—this would be the final fight between the various races.

Once there were no new transcendent bodies, the super races would turn on each other and kill each other’s transcendents.

Once that happened, the giant race would need to produce enough transcendents to survive.

This was the only way to protect their race!

So no matter how high Braydon’s price went, the giant race had to accept it!

“120,000!” Livius said, gravely.

“Let him have it!” Luther Carden glanced at Luke from the private room.

This price was acceptable.

It was nearly half the cost of the first auctioned item not long ago.

Luke withdrew from the auction.

The giants claimed the auction item.

The auction continued until nightfall.

Braydon had a total of eight high-level transcendent level bodies.

He planned to use two of them—one as the opener and the other as the finale.

There were 66 items in the auction overall.

Imran Haak stood on the stage, visibly tired, yet his eyes gleamed with excitement.

“Dear guests, the next item is the final one of this auction!” “Seventh-level transcendent body, transcendence path 80% complete.” “The starting price is 10 billion, with each increment no less than 100 million.” “Begin!” … Imran declared the auction’s start.

This time, the six races didn’t follow the usual rules.

A high-level body had appeared, and if they wanted it, they had to rely on their own strength.

The humans made it clear: This was the only one!

The young man in the robe, the young man in the silver crown, and the young lord of the demon race—the representatives of the three great ancient realms—didn’t bid on anything after the first item.

But faced with this final item, they couldn’t hold back.

Finally, they made their move!

The price soared, starting from 10 billion, and after just nine bids, a new record was set at the auction house.

“Five hundred thousand!” That was the bid from the young lord of the demon race.

Clearly, it was meant to knock out some competitors.

The price had already far surpassed the first item.

A path of a level-seven transcendent could nurture a level-six transcendent.

It was almost guaranteed.

If he could merge with it and cultivate to the seventh level, he could rival the original master of the path of transcendence.

It wasn’t impossible!

Indiana, the golden flood dragon, the stone king, King Isberg, Jarle Bergendorff, Livius, and the others all had eyes burning red with desire.

A level seven transcendence path!

They wanted to fuse with it too.

In the future, if they became a level six transcendent, they would be a formidable force in the universe.

He could even look down on an entire region.

The last auction wasn’t just for the race—it was for themselves.

Using the race’s power to pursue personal gain was the most terrifying part.

The price surged again.

Yet, no one backed out.

Instead, they gradually became more frenzied.

Jarle panted heavily, his eyes bloodshot as he spoke in a hoarse voice from the private room.

“Inform the race to quickly transport the Qilin Fruit, the True Dragon Spirit Soul, the Phoenix-perched Parasol Tree, and anything else we have.” “Patriarch, the price is too high!” someone cautioned.

“What do you know?” Jarle’s eyes were blazing with blood-red fury.

“With Braydon Neal’s methods, this will be the last one for all the races.

“Once the auction ends, there will be no more transcendent bodies in the Immortal Burial Ground, nor any opportunity to transcend.

“At that time, anyone who secures a transcendent body today, but isn’t from a super race, will be exterminated.

“Once they’re killed, the remaining races will wage war against each other!

“Let me tell you, the power structure across the universe’s races will change drastically.

If things go wrong, some super races could be wiped out completely!

“If our saint race wants to thrive and survive, we must secure this seventh-level body to nurture a sixth-level transcendent to protect us!

“Otherwise, extinction will be our fate!” Jarle had already seen it clearly.

Braydon had single-handedly pushed the situation in the Immortal Burial Ground to its breaking point.

He even put transcendent bodies up for auction.

They wanted to trade it for a vast amount of resources to reach the peak realm.

The super races were all aware, but had no choice.

The trap was set.

Braydon was plotting openly, leaving everything clear for all to see.

Now, it was up to the races to decide.

There was no time for overthinking.

No other options remained.

In a separate room, the stone king of the innate race sat with overwhelming killing intent.  He spoke coldly, “Quickly inform the race to send over Innate Hearts.

The more, the better.” “But…” Someone below hesitated, speaking in horror, “The Innate Heart represents a new clansman…” “Go quickly!” the stone king’s eyes were cold.

He didn’t care anymore.

He had to obtain this level seven body.

In the future, the innate race would need a level-six transcendent to oversee it.

If this transcendent body fell into someone else’s hands, it would be a disaster for the innate race.

“As long as we get this seventh-level body, no matter who fuses with it, the price we pay today will be worth it!” the stone king said viciously.

“No matter how much we sacrifice today, we’ll make those races pay tenfold in the future,” King Isberg added.

In the various private rooms, races were being informed to send all their treasures.

The demons were even more ruthless.  The golden flood dragon was acting like a madman, actually asking his race to send over their ancestral artifact.

It was an eon artifact—something that protected the entire race.

How could they sell it for money?

But the golden flood dragon had already lost it.  He knew exactly what kind of eon artifact it was—just a low-level one.

Meanwhile, the level seven body being auctioned was a high-level body.

In the future, it would certainly be able to nurture a level-six transcendent expert.

Low-level eon artifact or a level six transcendent—what was more important?

The choice wasn’t hard.

In any case, the golden flood dragon just wanted it all—everything the demon race had, whether it was medicinal pills or natural treasures.

As long as they could be exchanged for auction coins, nothing was off the table.

The auction seemed endless.

“Tell Imran to speed up the auction,” said Braydon, sitting in room 701.

“Shouldn’t we slow the pace and give them time to gather resources?” Elder Levine asked, confused.

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