War God Long Ao

A crimson Sword Aura?

Watching the crimson Sword Aura that Long Ao had unleashed, everyone knew what it meant.

Sword Qi and Sword Aura could only be condensed by Innate Martial Artists. So how had Long Ao managed to do it?

Everyone was utterly stunned by the crimson Sword Aura Long Ao had unleashed. They stared blankly, completely dumbstruck. Even Yang Guantian seemed to have forgotten to intervene and rescue him. By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late.

"Impossible! This is impossible! You're not an Innate Martial Artist! How can you produce a Sword Aura?"

At this moment, Yang Chen's face was a mask of pure shock. He couldn't believe his opponent was an Innate Martial Artist.

"Die."

Giving Yang Chen no chance whatsoever, the crimson Sword Aura struck as fast as lightning, cleaving him in two from head to toe. Perhaps the blade was too fast, for it was only after Yang Chen collapsed and made intimate contact with the ground that his blood gushed out.

Yang Chen was dead?

The number one expert of the Yang Family's second generation had been killed by Long Ao in a single strike, just like that?

Watching the scene unfold before them, everyone was dumbfounded. Even the members of the Long Family were gobsmacked, clueless as to how Long Ao had done it. Killing an Inner Strength Tenth Heaven Martial Artist with a single strike while only at Inner Strength Ninth Heaven—was that even possible?

"You animal! I'll kill you!"

Seeing his son's fallen body, Yang Guantian finally snapped back to reality. With a furious roar, he charged forward. However, Long Haoshi had been prepared and had already made his move. Following the sudden clash between the two Peak Inner Strength Tenth Heaven Martial Artists, Yang Guantian's body was sent flying high into the air.

In mid-air, Yang Guantian twisted his body and landed steadily on his feet. But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that his body was starting to sway, as if he might collapse at any moment.

Standing to one side, Yang Bujue was already scared witless. He stared coldly at the corpse on the ground, his eyes filled with shock.

"Yang Guantian, the battle between Long Ao and Yang Chen was a duel to the death, its outcome decided by fate. By acting this way, are you showing that you have no regard for my Long Family?"

Gazing furiously at the young man before him, Yang Guantian erupted with astonishing Killing Intent. In the end, however, reason won out over impulse. He knew that if he made a move, Long Haoshi would surely strike. He'd end up dead here too, and then the Yang Family would truly be finished.

"Long Ao, the enmity for my son's murder is irreconcilable. One day, I will tear your body into a thousand pieces."

"I'll be waiting."

"Bujue, take your father's body. We're leaving."

Yang Guantian, Yang Bujue, and the rest of the Yang Family did not dare to linger for a moment longer, and they all departed quickly. The members of the other two great families also slowly dispersed, still in a state of shock.

After they left, cheers and cries of joy suddenly erupted in front of the Long Family's main hall. No one had ever expected that Long Ao could actually kill Yang Chen.

People are like that. Once you reach a certain height, no one envies or hates you anymore. All that's left is deep admiration. This was exactly the situation for Long Ao at this moment. Even those who had once mocked and bullied him had completely changed their tune.

After everyone else had been dismissed, they reconvened in the study.

"Ao'Er, you killed Yang Chen this time, and Yang Guantian will certainly not let this go. From now on, you must be extra careful, understand?"

Nodding, Long Ao said, "Grandfather, don't worry. Even if Yang Guantian comes for me himself, I'm confident I can handle him."

Looking at his grandson, Long Haoshi found that he could see through this precious grandson of his less and less. In just a few short months, he had gone from a piece of trash everyone mocked to an Inner Strength Ninth Heaven Martial Artist. The transformation seemed a bit too fast.

The news that Long Ao had fought Yang Chen—and killed him with a single strike—spread through Red Fire Town in an instant, as if it had grown wings. Everyone who heard it was aghast, wondering how that "trash" from the Long Family had actually managed it.

Long Ao was now the most famous person in Red Fire Town.

「Yang Family, Main Hall.」

Staring at the corpse on the floor, Yang Guantian's expression was grim to the extreme. The people standing around him were all filled with apprehension.

"Bujue, take this letter of mine and this item immediately. Go to Black Wind Mountain and invite the Black Wind Daoist to come here."

The Black Wind Daoist?

He didn't seem to understand what his grandfather meant. But the enmity from his father's murder was irreconcilable, and what's more, the man had also crippled his Dantian. Taking the letter and the item, Yang Bujue immediately got up and headed for Black Wind Mountain.

Only Yang Guantian remained in the main hall. He glanced at the corpse on the floor and suddenly let out a sinister, cold laugh, muttering to himself, "Long Family, I will make you regret what you've done today. I will annihilate your entire clan, leaving no one alive."

When Wang Yuyin heard that Long Ao had killed Yang Chen, she immediately rushed to the Long Family estate. Upon seeing Long Ao, she got straight to the point and asked worriedly, "Long Ao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. What are you doing here?"

"Hmph! Something this big happens and you don't even tell me? If anything had happened to you, what would I have done?"

Hearing this, Long Ao smiled.

"You're still smiling? Long Ao, let me tell you, now that you've killed Yang Chen, Yang Guantian and the Yang Family will definitely not let this go. I'm going to talk to my grandfather later and have the Wang Family and Long Family join forces. I'd like to see what the Yang Family can do then!"

The Tyrant Girl truly lived up to her name; even her words were just as domineering.

A warm feeling flowed through Long Ao's heart. He took Wang Yuyin's hand and said, "I'll handle this matter, don't worry. I'll be fine. By the way, in a few days, I'll be leaving Red Fire Town for a while. I'm going to Thundercloud City with my Second Uncle."

"I'm going too."

As if he had already expected this, Long Ao wasn't surprised at all. He nodded and said, "Alright. Go back and get ready. We'll leave in ten days."

Her chubby face was filled with excitement and anticipation. Wang Yuyin suddenly gave Long Ao a quick peck on the cheek, then spun around and dashed away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Touching the cheek she had pecked, Long Ao smiled dotingly.

Thundercloud City. In ten days, he would be leaving Red Fire Town for Thundercloud City. This would also be the first time in his life he had ever gone there. Long Ao knew that Thundercloud City was different from Red Fire Town. It not only had powerful families but also many geniuses. Moreover, Long Yulang was at the Long Family branch in Thundercloud City.

'Long Yulang.' At the thought of this name, Long Ao clenched his fists tightly. 'The battle one year from now—I have to win, and I definitely will. No matter what difficulties I face, a Martial Artist must be unyielding, breaking before bending. They must be indomitable, fearless, and cut down all obstacles. No matter what dangers lie ahead, I must advance bravely. Only in this way can I progress courageously and step onto the peak of Martial Arts, one step at a time.'

「Ten days later.」

Long Li led Long Ao, Wang Yuyin, Long Ziyou, and the others out of Red Fire Town, heading toward the distant Thundercloud City. From a dark corner in Red Fire Town, Yang Guantian watched the departing group with a cold gaze and sneered, "I'll let you live for a few more days."