War God Long Ao

Liuyun Sect.

The Liuyun Sect of today was a far cry from its former self. Its Four Great Elders had been slain, leaving only Sect Leader Tu Lei and a single Elder, Ye Hao, to lead the entire Sect.

According to Tu Lei's intentions, no matter what happened, they had to kill Long Ao to eliminate the future threat.

But what was the result?

The news that Long Ao had participated in the Thunder Battle and won second place had also reached the Liuyun Sect, along with the Nebula Royal Family's public proclamation.

Because of this, both Tu Lei and Ye Hao wore incredibly solemn expressions. They both knew that the Long Ao of today was no longer someone they could handle.

Setting Long Ao aside, the Nebula Royal Family alone was an entity the Liuyun Sect could only choose to compromise with.

For this very reason, after much deliberation, Tu Lei had been preparing to send someone to contact Long Ao and resolve the matter peacefully. But before he could dispatch anyone to Red Fire Town, Long Ao had already arrived at the Liuyun Sect, all alone.

Looking at the white-haired, black-clad youth, both Tu Lei and Ye Hao seemed somewhat shocked. 'Is this still the same proud, solitary youth from not long ago?'

Black clothes and white hair had practically become synonymous with Long Ao. His powerful rise during the Thunder Battle had seared a single name into the memories of many: Long Ao.

White hair, black clothes, a solitary figure walking through the night.

White hair, black clothes, the youth of the Blood Oath walks through the night. My fate is my own, not for the heavens to decide!

Liuyun Sect, atop Flowing Cloud Peak.

The surroundings were packed with disciples of the Liuyun Sect. As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of people—at least three to five thousand of them.

None of the Liuyun Sect disciples were strangers to the white-haired, black-clad, solitary youth. After all, this was the very person who had slain the Sect's Four Great Elders.

"Long Ao, I have to admit, you truly are arrogant. To think you'd dare come to our Liuyun Sect all by yourself."

Ye Hao snorted coldly, his voice dripping with mockery. "You don't know what's good for you. If the Nebula National Protection Hall hadn't intervened back then, you'd have been dead long ago."

A roar of laughter erupted. The thousands of Liuyun Sect disciples jeered and laughed mockingly.

Ignoring the mockery from all around him, Long Ao stood on the peak, gazing indifferently at the two men before him. An intangible aura of indifference and Killing Intent radiated from his body.

He would never, for as long as he lived, forget the enmity from what happened to Yuyin.

Long Ao knew perfectly well that if not for the Ice Bed and the Thousand-Year Thunder Fruit, Yuyin would have likely Fallen long ago. Therefore, this battle was inevitable.

"Tu Lei, Ye Hao, enough with the nonsense. I've come to the Liuyun Sect today to completely settle the score between us."

"On your own? Long Ao, you should know, you are no longer a member of the Nebula National Protection Hall."

Even though they knew he was no longer a member, Tu Lei and Ye Hao still didn't dare to make a fatal move. They weren't fools; of course they understood Long Ao's standing with the Nebula Royal Family.

As if seeing right through their thoughts, Long Ao snorted coldly and said, "My affairs are my own business. In my battle with the Liuyun Sect today, no one else will interfere. Life and death will be decided by fate."

"Hahaha, Long Ao, I really have to admire you," Ye Hao said, throwing his head back and laughing upon hearing this. His laughter was filled with contempt and disdain.

"Your fate isn't decided by the heavens—it's decided by me. Today, I will annihilate your Liuyun Sect."

He wasted no more words. The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber appeared in his hand as he declared with soaring bravado, "Tu Lei, Ye Hao, and all you disciples of the Liuyun Sect—come at me together."

Together?

Everyone looked at the solitary youth across from them, especially at his white hair, as if they were looking at an idiot. No matter how you looked at it, there were three to five thousand Liuyun Sect disciples here. If they all joined forces and swarmed him at once, could the youth possibly withstand it?

Arrogant, conceited, and courting death.

Tu Lei sneered and said, "Since you're so eager to die, I'll give you the chance. Long Ao, if you can last a hundred moves against them today, I'll let you leave."

As he spoke, Ye Hao and Tu Lei retreated to a safe distance.

Tu Lei's face was a mask of indifference. He waved his hand, and immediately, earth-shattering battle cries echoed from all around as over five thousand Liuyun Sect disciples swarmed forward.

Without a doubt, not a single one of the five thousand-plus people was a match for Long Ao. But what about five thousand people joining forces?

With that many people, even if Long Ao managed to kill every last one of them, he would surely be exhausted to death by the end.

Long Ao felt not a shred of compassion. He had already come to understand a certain principle: to survive in this dog-eat-dog world, there was only one word: Kill.

Kill.

Wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, Long Ao's body shot forward. He instantly stacked the first three forms of the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques—the first form, Netherworld Nine-Link Strike; the second form, Ice-Sealed Heart Devourer; and the third form, Sea of Blazing Flames—and unleashed them all in a single slash.

At that moment, Long Ao was like a Demon God, charging directly into the crowd and beginning his slaughter.

The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber flashed, each gleam of crimson light reaping the lives of Liuyun Sect disciples. As for their souls, Long Ao didn't waste a single one, absorbing them all into his Dragon Seal Space.

This battle, Long Ao intended to handle personally.

For this battle, Long Ao had no intention of summoning his Soul Slaves. He knew perfectly well that if he summoned his Soul Slaves—Luo Cheng, Long Ming, and the Fire Dragon—he could annihilate the entire Liuyun Sect in a matter of minutes.

But Long Ao didn't do so. In his eyes, to avenge Yuyin, he had to do it with his own hands.

"Sect Leader, Long Ao's strength has already surpassed our imagination! This boy absolutely cannot be allowed to live, or the consequences will be endless."

Evolution Realm?

Sensing the Momentum being released by his opponent, Ye Hao's expression became as grim as it could possibly be.

In Ye Hao's opinion, Long Ao's growth was simply too fast. 'If this boy continues to live, I believe it won't be long before he can kill me with ease. When that time comes, what will I do then?'

Therefore, this boy had to die, even if it meant offending the Nebula National Protection Hall.

Tu Lei nodded, his expression also grave. "After we kill this boy, we'll have to flee the Nebula Kingdom. However, with our Sect's foundation, we can make a comeback no matter where we go."

How could Ye Hao not understand the Sect Leader's meaning? After all, the relationship between the Nebula Royal Family and Long Ao was anything but ordinary. Once they killed Long Ao, the Nebula National Protection Hall would certainly not let the matter rest. The question was, with the Sect's current strength, could they possibly withstand an attack from the Nebula Royal Family?

Because of this, Tu Lei and Ye Hao's eyes gradually turned ice-cold. They had already planned everything out. That was why they disregarded the lives of their own Sect's disciples, using them to drain Long Ao's stamina. Then, they could reap the rewards without effort and easily kill their target.

How could Long Ao not be aware of their shamelessness? That was precisely why he held nothing back. He knew that the longer this dragged on, the worse his situation would become.