War God Long Ao

'Kill on sight?'

Among the group, Linghu Ning was the strongest, which gave him the right to say such a thing.

Long Ao knew very well that Linghu Ning's words were actually meant for him. After all, among the eleven people, he was the only outsider.

Not taking Linghu Ning's words to heart, Long Ao glanced over. Sure enough, not far away, a Spirit Beast with the body of a lion and the head of a dragon was wailing in agony.

Long Ao knew that although this Dragon Lion had successfully passed its Thunder Tribulation, it had been wounded by the Thunder Tribulation Power. If given enough time to recover, it would become a true Thunder Tribulation Spirit Beast.

In other words, now was the perfect time to hunt the Dragon Lion.

Among the eleven people, only two had the strength to hunt the Dragon Lion: Linghu Ning and Long Ao.

But in everyone else's eyes, Long Ao was only a Unity Martial Artist. Even if he could kill Ye Yidao and rank eleventh on the Hundred Battles Ranking, he still seemed lacking compared to a true Thunder Tribulation Martial Artist.

That was precisely why Linghu Ning was so arrogant.

"Brother Linghu, what should we do now?"

"All of you, spread out and guard every direction. Once I've heavily injured the Dragon Lion, no matter what happens, you must keep it here for me."

Everyone nodded. Naturally, no one objected. And so, the ten of them began to disperse, firmly holding positions in the eight cardinal and intercardinal directions: southeast, northwest, northeast, southwest, north, south, east, and west.

With absolute confidence, Linghu Ning took a deep breath and shot forward in a single leap.

"Bing Hun, your Brother Linghu is in trouble."

"Hmph. Brother Long, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean, 'my Brother Linghu'?"

Sensing that something was wrong, Bing Hun asked in surprise, "What trouble could Linghu Ning be in?"

"This Dragon Lion is no simple beast."

As the two were speaking, Linghu Ning had already shot forward. Just as he was about a meter from the Dragon Lion, the beast, which had been wailing in agony only moments before, suddenly grew vigorous and alert.

Linghu Ning, who had been full of confidence, apparently never expected the Dragon Lion to feign weakness. Before the shocked Martial Artist could retreat, the Dragon Lion had already launched a vicious attack.

Everyone was stunned by this turn of events, but not a single person dared to go up and help.

A Dragon Lion. A Thunder Tribulation Spirit Beast.

No one there was a fool. They knew that rushing up at a time like this, no matter who it was, would only lead to one outcome: death.

No one wanted to die. But Bing Hun prepared to make a move, only to be held back by Long Ao, who asked with a solemn voice, "Bing Hun, what are you doing?"

"Brother Long, I know what you're going to say, but I have to tell you, a friend is in trouble, and I can't just stand by and do nothing. It's not just for Linghu Ning; if it were you, I'd do the same. So don't try to stop me."

"But your strength..."

"Even if it means death, I'm not afraid."

Gazing deeply at Bing Hun, Long Ao knew in his heart that she wasn't doing this because she had feelings for Linghu Ning, but out of true friendship. 'Even if I don't want to get involved, can I really just watch Bing Hun go to her death for nothing?'

Bing Hun was only a Unity Martial Artist. Forget the Thunder Tribulation Realm; she was still a long way from even the Peak of Unity Realm.

Long Ao could fully predict that if Bing Hun intervened, she would definitely be killed by the Dragon Lion. Helpless, he said, "I'll go with you."

"No, Brother Long. Linghu Ning is my friend, so it's only right that I help him. But you have no such obligation. If you get dragged into this because of me, I'll blame myself."

Long Ao smiled and said, "Linghu Ning may not be my friend, but you, Bing Hun, are. You can risk your life for a friend, and I can die for one, too."

Looking at Long Ao's smiling face, for some reason, Bing Hun's heart skipped a beat. Startled, she immediately suppressed the feeling and said, "Thanks."

「Not far away.」

The Dragon Lion and Linghu Ning were already fighting. Although both were at the Thunder Tribulation Realm, the Dragon Lion clearly had the upper hand. The reason was simple: the Dragon Lion possessed the bloodline of the Dragon Race, which meant it could wield one percent of a Giant Dragon's power.

One pressed forward relentlessly, the other was forced back step by step.

As the battle escalated, the Dragon Lion grew braver with every exchange, while Linghu Ning's confidence dwindled. But the fight had reached a point where he was powerless to escape, even if he wanted to.

At that moment, Long Ao and Bing Hun made their move. Seeing the two of them join the fight, Linghu Ning was mostly moved, because out of everyone there, only these two had come to his aid.

"Long Ao, that settles it. You're my friend now."

Whether Linghu Ning was sincere or not, for Bing Hun's sake, Long Ao would not turn on him unless absolutely necessary.

The three of them joined forces against the Dragon Lion, but they still couldn't gain the upper hand.

In truth, with Long Ao's current strength, killing the Dragon Lion would have been ridiculously easy. One was at the Thunder Tribulation Realm, the other at the First Transformation Realm; the two were simply not in the same league.

But Long Ao didn't use his Transformation Power. Instead, at that moment, a powerful momentum suddenly erupted from his body. Joining forces with Linghu Ning, he completely suppressed the Dragon Lion.

"Brother Long, have you reached the Transformation Realm?"

Feeling the powerful momentum emanating from Long Ao, Bing Hun's face was filled with pleasant surprise. As for Linghu Ning, he was equally shocked, but there was no envy, jealousy, or hatred.

It had to be said that Linghu Ning was a decent Martial Artist. At the very least, he wasn't like other Martial Artists who would be consumed by envy, jealousy, and hatred upon seeing someone stronger than themselves.

The combined force of two Thunder Tribulation Martial Artists completely suppressed the Dragon Lion. At that point, wanting to end the fight quickly, Long Ao finally brought out his Blood-Drinking Mad Saber. He didn't stack the four forms, but simply used the fourth form, World-Ending Blade Aura.

The Heaven-Shocking Destruction Blade Aura slashed down. Linghu Ning seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to lock down the Dragon Lion, giving it no chance to react. Their teamwork was incredibly tight.

CRACK.

Long Ao's strike didn't kill the Dragon Lion outright but wounded it severely. Already injured by the Thunder Tribulation Power, the Dragon Lion was now wounded on top of its wounds, and it collapsed to the ground.

Overjoyed, both Linghu Ning and Bing Hun held back. They looked at Long Ao, and Linghu Ning said, "Brother Long, you're the one who subdued the Dragon Lion, so you should be the one to deal with it. But I must say, the Dragon Lion has already broken through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm. Taming it will be very difficult."

Long Ao nodded. He was well aware of this, but he said, "Brother Linghu, Bing Hun, I'll give this Dragon Lion to you. I only have one small request, which I hope you can agree to."