The Strongest War God

Chapter 2070: Ape Blood Essence Chapter 2070: Ape Blood Essence Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation As expected.

Fedele Licata’s joy lasted only a few fleeting seconds.

A sinister presence emerged within the dark clouds above.

The lightning, which had been blackish-purple earlier, now gleamed an ominous pitch-black.

A destructive aura surged from the heavens.

This was one of the two most terrifying bolts of the tenth level tribulation: the Destruction Heavenly Lightning.

Previously, cultivators enduring the tribulation lightning could rely on their magic treasures for defense.

But against this lightning, all treasures were rendered useless.

Its destructive power obliterated everything instantly.

To survive, the cultivator had no choice but to rely on their own strength.

“I…” Fedele stared at the pitch-black lightning overhead and cursed under his breath.

He could feel the overwhelming destructive force radiating from it.

No matter what magic treasure he used, it wouldn’t be enough to withstand the strike.

Taking a deep breath, Fedele raised his head, his gaze resolute.

“Thank you.

I, Fedele, will remember this favor.” His voice was calm as he handed the Golden Sacred Bell to Scipio Langdon.

“Battle Heaven and Earth!” Fedele’s shout echoed, and a brilliant golden light burst forth from his body.

A War God from ancient times manifested behind him.

Though it was only a phantom, its immense power left everyone in awe.

“Fedele!” Scipio exclaimed with admiration.

“His foundation is solid.

He’s well-prepared.” “If he truly reaches the tenth level, he won’t be any weaker than me in the future.” Braydon Neal observed the imposing figure in the sky and nodded.

At last, Fedele had revealed his ultimate trump card.

He gazed at the lightning tribulation, his fighting spirit unyielding.

“Come on!

Today, I, Fedele Licata, will see for myself if the tenth-level tribulation is truly as fearsome as the legends claim!” With that, Fedele charged into the dark clouds.

A massive palm formed from condensed power surrounded him and struck at the clouds with force.

The dark clouds seemed provoked, and the pitch-black lightning of destruction descended upon him with ferocity.

In an instant, the immense palm was shattered like rotted wood.

Fedele’s expression hardened.

He quickly summoned his spiritual energy, mustering it to resist the black lightning’s assault.

But even with his efforts, the advantage remained with the lightning.

“Benaiah, how confident are you that Fedele will transcend this heavenly tribulation?” Elder Juntenen shifted his gaze from the sky to Benaiah Strunk.

After pondering for a moment, Benaiah replied, “If Fedele has another trump card, he should have an 80% chance.” “But without it, I’d say only 50%.” “Of course,” Elder Juntenen nodded, “you haven’t thought it through enough.” Benaiah froze, caught off guard.

“You old fool!

Who are you calling thoughtless?!” he retorted, his anger flaring.

Elder Juntenen chuckled, unbothered by Benaiah’s outburst.

“If you ask me, Fedele’s chances of passing this tribulation are closer to 90%.” “That’s impossible!” Benaiah argued.

“When I faced my tribulation, my odds were only 60%!” Elder Juntenen smirked.

“True, his chances weren’t high earlier.

But look at him now.” “Even after all this, he still has half his spiritual energy remaining and is only slightly at a disadvantage against the destructive lightning.” “If he can endure this bolt, what’s left to stop him?” “To reach the ninth level, one must already defy mortal limits.” Elder Juntenen’s analysis left Benaiah silent.

He knew Elder Juntenen was right.

“There’s going to be another tenth-level expert in the world.” “No,” Elder Juntenen corrected, shaking his head.

“Two.” He gestured toward Daviel Toepfer, who sat meditating with his eyes closed.

Daviel’s aura was utterly restrained, making him seem like an ordinary person.

Benaiah’s gaze flickered.

“Already at the half-step tenth level.

One more step, and he’ll reach it.” A wave of frustration washed over Benaiah.

Damn it!

He had barely emerged, only to witness two others breaking through to the Tenth Level.

Was the younger generation this talented now?

Meanwhile, cracks spread across Fedele’s body as he absorbed a vast amount of spiritual energy, injuring himself in the process.

Under normal circumstances, such injuries wouldn’t have fazed him.

But now, the destructive lightning had only lost half its power.

What remained was more than enough to annihilate every level nine cultivator on the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Benaiah’s face was covered in wounds, his bloodshot eyes glaring.

His clothes were entirely gone, his body charred black like coal.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a small jade bottle, channeling power into his palm.

The jade bottle disintegrated, revealing a single drop of pale golden blood.

Elder Juntenen’s eyes narrowed as he recognized it.

“Is that…

the blood essence of an ancient ape beast?” Even Benaiah looked startled.

“An ape beastman?

Weren’t they thought to be extinct for tens of thousands of years?” “I believed so too,” Elder Juntenen said, “but it seems their blood essence has survived.” He glanced skyward.

“Ape beastmen were among the first beings in this universe.

Their strength was unmatched.” “A newborn ape beastman could shatter mountains with a single punch.

As adults, they rivaled peak ninth-level transcendents.” “Sadly, their reproduction rate was so low that their clan faded into history.

Many assumed they were extinct.” “But their blood essence is unparalleled—it can amplify strength by tens, even hundreds of times instantly.

The tradeoff?

A period of severe weakness afterward.” Elder Juntenen’s explanation was clearly directed at Braydon.

“That thing’s terrifying,” Rusty Neal muttered, shaking his head.

“One punch, and you’re dead.” “Come and fight!”

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