War God Long Ao

Ye Hao and his two companions never expected their opponent would resort to excommunicating himself from the Long Family to restrain them.

This way, Long Ao had no connection to the Long Family whatsoever. If the three of them insisted on annihilating the Long Family, it would be a direct show of disrespect to the Long Clan.

Although the Long Clan might not care about a minor Eighth Level Long Family, one could never be too careful. What if the Long Clan actually decided to stand up for them?

The three of them were keenly aware of the Long Clan's power. Because of this, their expressions turned utterly grim. Ye Hao sneered, "What a move, excommunicating yourself from the Long Family. Long Ao, don't think you can escape just by doing this. I will make you experience every kind of pain and then torture you to death slowly."

"Ao'Er, why must you do this? Everyone in our Long Family swears to live or die with you."

"Ye Hao, if you have the guts, let's leave this place and fight." Ignoring his grandfather and father, Long Ao knew that since he had chosen to excommunicate himself, he had to act the part. Otherwise, if Ye Hao and his companions found any pretext, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"I'd like to see what tricks you can pull in front of me today."

Ye Hao and his companions gave chase with cold eyes. In the blink of an eye, all four had vanished without a trace. It was only then that the members of the Long Family seemed to snap out of their daze.

"Ao'Er did this because he didn't want to implicate us. It's the family that has failed him."

Hearing Long Haoshi's words, everyone's face filled with anguish. The family had finally produced a genius, only to see him snuffed out in his prime. Only now did they all truly understand that without strength, you couldn't even protect your own kin.

"Father, since we are a branch of the Long Clan, why can't we ask them for help?"

"It's easier said than done. The Long Clan has countless branches, divided into nine levels. The highest, the First Level Long Family, is completely beyond our reach. The same goes for the Second Level and Third Level Long Families. However, I know there is a Fifth Level Long Family in Nebula City, and Thunder City has a Fourth Level Long Family."

'A Fifth Level Long Family?'

'A Fourth Level Long Family?'

Such powerful entities were completely beyond the reach of an Eighth Level Long Family. No wonder his grandfather was acting this way.

"No matter what, we have to try. Father, Ao'Er is on good terms with the City Lord of Thundercloud City. If we ask the City Lord to help us contact the Fifth Level Long Family in Nebula City, I believe even the Liuyun Sect wouldn't dare to provoke us so easily."

"Yes, let's give it a try."

Long Haoshi's eyes were filled with desolation. In that instant, he seemed to have aged a great deal. He couldn't even protect the one grandson he valued most. As the head of the family, he felt utterly inadequate.

"Grandfather, Uncle, no matter what happens, our Long Family cannot back down. We must go find Seventh Brother! We swear to live or die with him!"

"That's right! Big Brother is right! We swear to live or die with Seventh Brother!"

"No! All of you get back to your Cultivation. Without my order, no one is to take a single step out of the Long Family estate."

"Uncle, why? Isn't Seventh Brother your son?" Long Ying and the others couldn't understand why their uncle was stopping them. Their faces were etched with fury.

"What use would it be if you went? Are you Innate Martial Artists? Can you fight an Innate Martial Artist? Ao'Er excommunicated himself to protect all of you. If you still insist on going, how can you face him after all his sacrifice?"

Excommunicated from the family. The thought that Long Ao was willing to sacrifice himself to protect them brought immense pain to everyone. To have a kinsman like him, one could die without regret.

To prevent his family from being caught in the crossfire, Long Ao led the three men on a mad dash. In a flash, the four of them had left Red Fire Town. In an open clearing, they faced off, glaring at each other as powerful auras radiated from their bodies.

"Long Ao, I must admit, you are a true talent. Unfortunately, you killed my grandson. Your crime is unforgivable. Don't even mention that you're just a mere Hundred Scattered Heaven. Even a One-Line Heaven is trash before me."

"Are you really that confident?"

"HAHAHA, I'll show you the gap between the Evolution Realm and Hundred Scattered Heaven right now."

'Evolution Realm?'

'What kind of Realm is that?'

But his opponent gave him no time to think. Not daring to be the slightest bit careless, Long Ao immediately released his Soul Slave. Wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, he unleashed the Netherworld Nine-Link Strike. Nine crimson blade auras stacked upon one another, their accumulated power bursting forth with unstoppable might.

The two One-Line Heaven Martial Artists didn't make a move. They knew Ye Hao needed to take revenge personally to dispel the hatred and Killing Intent in his heart.

An immense aura surged forward, blanketing the area. Before the man even arrived, his aura alone crushed the Heaven-Shocking Blade Aura, causing it to dissipate instantly. What did that even mean? Feeling the powerful aura his opponent released, Long Ao's heart filled with shock.

He had absolute confidence in his Netherworld Nine-Link Strike. Even a One-Line Heaven Martial Artist couldn't have dispersed his Blade Aura so easily. 'Is this the power of the Evolution Realm?'

The Soul Slave was incredibly strong, yet even so, it was forced back step by step by Ye Hao's powerful aura in a single move. Forget about attacking; even taking a single step forward had become immensely difficult.

Recalling his Soul Slave, Long Ao knew with chilling clarity that his opponent's strength was far beyond his comprehension. Even his Soul Slave couldn't withstand a single blow. One could only imagine how terrifying his enemy's power truly was.

"Long Ao, are you feeling a sense of powerlessness right now?"

"Powerless my ass."

He viciously swung the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand again, unleashing one Heaven-Shocking Blade Aura after another. From start to finish, Long Ao had no idea what the Evolution Realm truly was. All he knew was that it was a Realm above One-Line Heaven.

He didn't dare to relax for a moment. The slightest mistake would mean instant death at his opponent's hands.

But the gap in their strength left Long Ao with no chance to counterattack. He was completely suppressed by Ye Hao's powerful aura. Whether it was intentional or not, Ye Hao didn't deliver a killing blow, simply using his aura to brutally crush his opponent.

CRACK.

Unable to withstand the pressure of the aura, Long Ao was forced to one knee. But his indomitable will kept him from collapsing completely. Blood even began to seep from his face—his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose—as the pressure crushed him. At this moment, Long Ao looked utterly terrifying.

Seeing the young man still refusing to give up, resisting so tenaciously, the two men in the distance, Dongfang Yin and Wang Ran, were somewhat moved. With such willpower and talent, if he had become a disciple of the Liuyun Sect, they believed a remarkable young Martial Artist would have emerged within a few years. But now, he no longer had that chance.