War God Long Ao

He wore all black, had a head of white hair—a lone, proud youth.

The newcomer was none other than Long Ao.

Out of the tens of thousands in the Ghost King Sect, only a few recognized Long Ao. Seeing someone arrive to cause trouble, everyone was speechless. In Celestial State, someone actually dared to cause a disturbance at the Ghost King Sect?

"Long Ao!"

Tearing the red veil from her face, Ao Xue fought back her excitement, but her eyes were still filled with worry.

"Ao Xue, leave this to me. No matter what happens, you are my woman."

Things had already reached this point. Ao Xue knew there was no turning back. Even if Long Ao wanted to leave now, and even if her father were willing to let him, the Golden Sun Sect would never agree.

'Since there's no way out, we'll have to face this together.'

Long Ao ignored everyone's stares, walked to Ao Xue's side, took her hand, and asked, "Will you marry me?"

"I will."

"Hahaha! Good! Today, in front of the whole world, I will officially take you, Ao Xue, as my wife."

"Long Ao, you're courting death!"

'My own bride is being proposed to in public? What kind of joke is this? Forget everything else, where will my dignity be after this? Where will the Golden Sun Sect's dignity be?'

Before Zhang Zhihang could make a move, Zhang Mo stopped him. His face was grim to the extreme. Zhang Zhihang asked, "Father."

"Leave this to me."

Zhang Mo showed no trace of anger on his face. He sneered and said, "Long Ao, I truly wonder what gave you such courage. Do you really think you're invincible in this world?"

Completely ignoring Zhang Mo, Long Ao turned to the Ghost King—his so-called future father-in-law—and said, "Uncle, I now formally wish to take Ao Xue as my wife. I hope you will agree."

"No."

'What a joke,' Ghost King Ao Tian thought. 'If I agree to this, wouldn't I be openly opposing the Golden Sun Sect?'

Although Ghost King Ao Tian admired Long Ao, one man's strength was limited. Compared to the entire Golden Sun Sect, Long Ao was insignificant. With Long Ao on one side and the Golden Sun Sect on the other, Ao Tian didn't even need to think; he had already made his choice.

'No matter what, Ao Xue is his daughter. I had to ask as a matter of courtesy, or it would seem improper.'

"Ao Xue, your father won't agree. What should I do?"

"I am yours in life and in death, you brat."

'Brat?'

Hearing Ao Xue call him a brat, Long Ao's body suddenly trembled. He then burst out laughing and said, "Uncle, since you don't agree, then I have nothing more to say. I am taking Ao Xue as my wife today, and that's final."

"Excellent, Long Ao. I admire you."

Xia Army stood up, clapping and cheering. He clearly had no regard for the Golden Sun Sect or the Ghost King Sect. After all, among the Six Great Sects, the Flame Sect and the Thunder Sect were widely recognized as the strongest.

Huo Teng's expression, however, was as dark as could be. 'Though I hate to admit it,' he thought, 'I have to admire Long Ao's courage. If it were me, would I dare come to the Ghost King Sect alone?'

'The answer is obviously no.'

"Huo Teng, feeling jealous?"

"Xia Army, shut your mouth! Don't forget, Long Ao has a major grudge with the Thunder Royal Family. I'm sure you'll be at each other's throats one day. You'll still be mortal enemies then."

Hearing Huo Teng's words, Xia Army laughed and said, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll handle it myself."

Long Ao didn't want to drag this out. He took Ao Xue's hand and prepared to leave.

"Long Ao, it seems you're determined to die."

BANG.

With a loud noise, Long Ao retreated three steps, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His face was incredibly grim, because the one who had just struck and injured him was not Zhang Zhihang or his father, but Ao Xue's father, the Sect Leader of the Ghost King Sect, Ghost King Ao Tian.

Powerful. Incredibly powerful. The only feeling Ao Tian gave Long Ao was one of immense power.

He had always been confident in his own strength, but facing Ao Xue's father, Long Ao felt he had no power to fight back at all. If he wasn't mistaken, Ao Tian's Cultivation should have already reached the so-called Taoist Ancestor level—the Peak of the Transformation Realm.

"Father, let me go! Let me go!"

"Silence!"

It was unclear what method Ao Tian had used, but Ao Xue's body was completely immobilized. She could only watch as her eyes darted back and forth.

"Long Ao, considering you are at least a notable figure, I can let this matter slide. But you must leave now."

Zhang Zhihang seemed to want to say something, but Zhang Mo stopped him, shaking his head. The meaning was clear. No matter what, this was still the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King's territory. If they overstepped their bounds as guests, it would likely cause a lot of trouble later.

In truth, Zhang Mo's reasoning was simple. Once today's wedding was over, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with Long Ao in the future. There was no need to offend the Ghost King Sect over a single Long Ao.

But what about Long Ao?

Long Ao did not choose to leave. He stood his ground, cold and defiant, staring intently at Ao Xue. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you regret this?"

He ignored everyone around him. The tens of thousands in the square were chattering away, endlessly discussing the affair between Long Ao and Ao Xue.

Long Ao, a Transformed Martial Artist, ranked third on the Hundred Battles Ranking. Perhaps in the Mortal World, he was considered to be at the Peak, but in the eyes of the disciples of the Six Great Sects, Long Ao was nothing, just a joke.

It was precisely for this reason that no one could understand. How could a trivial person from the Mortal World dare to be so arrogant, to disregard the Golden Sun Sect and the Ghost King Sect? Even the top three prodigies on the Wind and Cloud Ranking probably wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

Ao Xue was suppressed by Ao Tian's momentum, unable to move, but she could still speak.

Her face filled with determination, Ao Xue's voice spread out, and every single person heard her loud and clear.

"If you live, I live. If you die, I die. So long as you do not forsake me, I shall follow you through life and death."

Hearing this, Long Ao hesitated no longer. He looked at Ghost King Ao Tian and said, "Proud Sect Leader, no matter what happens today, I will take Ao Xue with me. However, if the Golden Sun Sect and the Ghost King Sect team up to bully me, and word of this gets out, I'm afraid the whole world will laugh them to death."

Long Ao was no reckless fool. With his strength alone, forget dealing with the Golden Sun Sect and the Ghost King Sect; just trying to take Ao Xue from the Ghost King Sect was an impossible task.

Just as the Ghost King was about to say something, Zhang Mo suddenly spoke up. "Brother Ao, may I handle this matter?"

Ao Tian nodded. In his heart, he was truly reluctant to kill Long Ao. At that moment, Ao Xue suddenly said, "Father, have you forgotten what you promised me? That no matter when, no matter what happens, you would not harm Long Ao."