War God Long Ao

Dragon Valley.

Inside a very secluded mountain cave.

"Long Fu, the Celestial Profound Finger derived from the Celestial Profound Nine Transformations doesn't seem suitable for me anymore."

The Celestial Profound Finger was indeed powerful, but Long Ao discovered that even after cultivating it to the stage of the Celestial Profound Nine Fingers, its might wasn't that great.

According to the records of the Ninth Transformation Reincarnation Technique, only when his Celestial Profound Nine Transformations reached the final transformation, the so-called Ninth Transformation, would he have a chance to enter the First Transformation of the Reincarnation Technique.

"Master, I have searched through all the Martial Arts. Many are powerful, but they truly aren't suitable for you. However, there is one technique of incredible might, but using it consumes a great deal of stamina."

His heart filled with joy, and Long Ao asked impatiently, "Long Fu, what Martial Art is it?"

"The Destruction Seal Technique."

'The Destruction Seal Technique?'

"Master, the Destruction Seal Technique is one of the most powerful of all Martial Arts. It has eighteen seals in total, but right now, I can only teach you four of them."

Long Ao was not an overly ambitious person. Since Long Fu had said the Destruction Seal Technique was the most powerful Martial Art in the Dragon Seal Space, that alone was a testament to its might.

"Alright."

"Master, I will now impart the first four seals of the Destruction Seal Technique to you."

Immediately after, the Heart Methods for four Seal Techniques appeared in Long Ao's mind: the Soul-Sealing Seal, the Nether Burning Seal, the Heaven-Burying Seal, and the Doomsday Seal. Although he hadn't started cultivating them yet and had only just begun to absorb the information, Long Ao was utterly shocked. The Destruction Seal Technique Long Fu had taught him was simply too powerful, even surpassing the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques.

These were only the first four of the Destruction Seal Technique's seals. Long Ao could hardly imagine how terrifying the remaining fourteen would be.

Possessing such a powerful Destruction Seal Technique, Long Ao certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass. Seizing every second, he immediately began to cultivate the first four seals: the Soul-Sealing Seal, the Nether Burning Seal, the Heaven-Burying Seal, and the Doomsday Seal.

Of the first four seals of the Destruction Seal Technique, Long Ao knew that with his current strength, he could only cultivate the first one: the Soul-Sealing Seal.

The principle behind the Soul-Sealing Seal was actually quite similar to the second technique of the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques, the Ice-Sealed Heart Devourer. However, the Soul-Sealing Seal was far more powerful. Once it struck an opponent, it would directly seal their soul.

Just imagine what would happen when a Martial Artist's soul was sealed.

「One month later.」

For an entire month, Long Ao did not leave the cave, focusing all his attention on cultivating the Soul-Sealing Seal. Heaven rewards the diligent, and after a month of cultivation, he had achieved some initial success with the technique.

With the help of the Blood Pool, Long Fu completed the Refinement of Long Zhi's soul into the purest form of power. After Long Ao absorbed this power, his Spiritual Power filled forty-eight of his apertures. He was still a long way from filling all one hundred and eight.

The month was up, and the passage to Dragon Valley was about to close. Long Ao didn't linger any longer and quickly headed for the exit.

「Nebula City, Fifth Level Long Family, the rear courtyard.」

"Long Ao, congratulations on being acknowledged by a Dragon Egg. If all goes well, you will become a powerful Dragon Martial Artist in the future."

Looking at Long Ying and Long Ming before him, Long Ao was filled with contempt. However, his face was indifferent as he said, "Senior Long Ying, I believe you already know. The Dragon Egg I obtained wasn't a Giant Dragon, but a small snake."

'A Mutated Divine Dragon.'

Of course, Long Ao wouldn't reveal the truth about the little creature he had obtained. If they found out he didn't have a small snake but a Mutated Divine Dragon more powerful than a Fire Dragon, he was certain the Long Family would never let him go.

Long Ying had clearly already heard about this. His expression suddenly darkened as he asked, "Long Ao, let me ask you, how have I treated you?"

"Fairly."

"I gave you one of the three spots to enter Dragon Valley. I originally held you in high regard, but you? Let me ask you, did you kill Long Zhi?"

'Long Zhi?'

Hearing Long Ying mention Long Zhi, Long Ao understood what was happening. He looked coldly at Long Ming, who stood beside Long Ying, and asked, "Was it you who said it?"

Long Ming sneered. "So what if it was? Long Ao, you ungrateful wretch! The Patriarch treated you so well, giving you one of only three spots to enter Dragon Valley. And you? Not only did you show no gratitude, but you also killed Long Zhi. Hmph."

Waving his hand, Long Ying stopped Long Ming from continuing. He said in a cold voice, "Long Ao, you killed Long Zhi. I want to ask, how do you plan to account for this to me?"

"Senior Long Ying, what if I told you that I didn't kill Long Zhi, but that *he* did?"

"HAHAHA!" Long Ming suddenly burst out laughing as if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. He said coldly, "Long Ao, are you out of your mind? I would kill my own brother? I always thought you were at least a man, but now I see."

"Long Ao, between you and Long Ming, who do you think I will choose to believe?"

Staring deeply at Long Ying and Long Ming, Long Ao didn't know if the two of them were deliberately looking for trouble or if this was Long Ming's scheme. But one thing he knew for sure was that, no matter the reason, the feud between him and the Fifth Level Long Family was now set in stone.

"Long Ying, I've already said that I did not kill Long Zhi. Since you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

"Hmph. Long Ao, you killed Long Zhi. If I let you leave so easily, how could I face the family?"

Long Ao was no fool. He knew perfectly well that Long Ying and Long Ming were doing this for no other reason than to kill him and silence him for good. After all, he was the only person in the world who knew Long Ming's secret. Once he was dead, who else would know? This way, Long Ming could grow up without any issues and was guaranteed to become a Dragon Martial Artist in the future.

"Long Ao, don't worry. I'll give you a chance right now. As long as you can defeat Long Ming, I will let you leave."

"Patriarch, for a piece of trash like him to defeat me... it would make us seem ungenerous. How about this? Long Ao, I'll give you a chance. As long as you can force me out of this circle, you win."

Long Ming was full of confidence. A month ago, he had scared Long Ao into fleeing. Just like that, Long Ming drew a large circle around himself. Long Ying also seemed very confident, stepping aside and saying, "The Long Family keeps its word."

Sheer disdain.

Utter contempt.

Long Ao certainly knew that Long Ming had never taken him seriously. But in order to leave the Long Family smoothly, he had no choice but to agree. As for why Long Ying didn't act himself and instead came up with this plan, Long Ao had a theory. If he wasn't mistaken, Long Ying was likely wary of the Royal Family. After all, his relationship with the Royal Family was well-known, and he was also a member of the National Protection Hall.

"Fine, I accept your terms."