War God Long Ao

Kneel.

Sever your own arms.

Zhang Zhihang was being utterly ruthless. If Long Ao actually did as he said, he wouldn't just lose face—he'd lose both his arms.

Besides, even if Long Ao refused, it would give him the perfect excuse to kill Long Ao outright. No matter what, it seemed impossible for Long Ao to leave the Ghost King Sect in one piece.

"Zhang Zhihang, I have not yet been defeated."

With his white hair and black robes, Long Ao stood tall, his eyes locked on Zhang Zhihang. Even now, he had not chosen to give up.

This was Long Ao. No matter what happened, no matter the circumstances, he would never choose to give up.

Seeing that Long Ao still refused to give up, everyone was moved. After all, they all knew with certainty that if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly die.

Didn't Long Ao know this?

To be willing to give one's life for the person they love—this alone proved that Long Ao loved Ao Xue more than Zhang Zhihang ever could.

Ao Tian, of course, also knew that Long Ao was a better man than Zhang Zhihang, but he still wouldn't change his decision. Firstly, there was the Golden Sun Sect backing Zhang Zhihang. Secondly, the temptation of the Venerable Golden Core was simply too great, making it impossible for him to side with Long Ao.

As for Zhang Mo, his expression was incredibly dark. This battle had already dragged on for far too long. In other words, the longer it continued, the more face the Golden Sun Sect lost.

"Zhixiang, end this quickly. Don't bring shame to the Sect."

Nodding, Zhang Zhihang had no intention of dragging this out either. Without another word, he shot forward.

But as fast as Zhang Zhihang went, he came back even faster.

Zhang Zhihang's retreat wasn't due to an attack from Long Ao. Rather, it was because Long Ao had suddenly produced two drops of blood, and he could clearly sense the powerful aura emanating from them.

"Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood."

Qilin? Giant Dragon?

Everyone was utterly shocked, for they all knew exactly what Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood signified.

It was common knowledge that both the Qilin Race and the Giant Dragon Race were among the most powerful races in existence. That was precisely why no one could understand why Long Ao would suddenly produce two drops of blood—one from a Giant Dragon and one from a Qilin.

Of the two drops of blood in Long Ao's hand, the Qilin Blood came from the Fire Qilin, while the Giant Dragon Blood was from Long Qiang.

"Long Ao, hand over the Qilin Blood and the Giant Dragon Blood."

Snorting coldly, Long Ao simply ignored him. Things had already reached this point, and he knew perfectly well that if he didn't use the Nine Needle God-Sealing, he would be no match for Zhang Zhihang.

But simply using the Nine Needle God-Sealing normally would not be enough to fight Zhang Zhihang. That was precisely why Long Ao had collected the blood of the Fire Qilin and Long Qiang, preparing to risk it all.

According to Long Fu, using the Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood would not only allow the Nine Needle God-Sealing to boost his strength to a much greater degree, but it would also minimize the resulting backlash.

However, Long Fu's point was simple: using the Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood was fine for one time. Using it two, three, or four times would be counterproductive.

He took the nine Divine Sealing Needles from his robes and, without the slightest hesitation, swallowed the two drops of blood—the Qilin Blood and the Giant Dragon Blood. Both Long Qiang and the Fire Qilin were members of the most powerful races in Heaven and Earth.

The moment he swallowed them, Long Ao felt two distinctly different, terrifying powers instantly course through his entire body. He let out a pained cry, but not only did he not stop, he instead plunged the nine Divine Sealing Needles directly into nine different acupoints on his body.

What was Long Ao doing?

Watching Long Ao's actions, everyone was bewildered, not knowing what he was doing. Ao Xue let out a pained scream and fainted on the spot.

With a deep sigh, Ao Tian gently placed Ao Xue in a chair. As he turned away, he muttered under his breath, "Ao Xue, I have failed you."

No one knew what was going on. Was Long Ao trying to kill himself?

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Long Ao. It began at the level of a First Transformation Martial Artist, then skyrocketed past the Second Transformation, all the way to the Third Transformation Martial Artist level.

What in the world was happening?

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Long Ao, wondering what kind of Secret Technique he could have used to so explosively increase his aura in an instant.

The Nine Needle God-Sealing could elevate a Martial Artist's power and aura, but it could not raise their Realm. In other words, while Long Ao's strength might reach the so-called Peak of Human King using this technique, his true Realm had not actually broken through into the Human King Realm.

Zhang Mo's expression was ghastly as he asked, "Brother Ao, what do you make of this?"

Ao Tian stared intently at Long Ao, feeling the immense aura radiating from him. "If I'm not mistaken," he said gravely, "Long Ao is using the Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood to forcibly raise his power. There's only one consequence for doing so: he'll suffer a backlash later."

Ao Tian was deeply moved that Long Ao would use a Secret Technique to forcibly increase his power. As the Sect Leader of the Ghost King Sect, he of course knew how great the consequences were. The slightest mistake would plunge him into a state of eternal damnation.

Long Ao was willing to wage war against the world for his daughter. He had to wonder, could Zhang Zhihang do that?

The answer was undoubtedly no. Zhang Zhihang was certainly incapable of such a thing.

But when he thought of the Golden Sun Sect and the Venerable Golden Core, Ao Tian's mind was still made up. He said gravely, "Brother Zhang, this boy's power has only risen to the Peak of Human King. There is still a huge gap between him and Zhixiang."

Nodding, Zhang Mo smiled, completely confident in his son's power. His meaning was simple enough.

Zhang Zhihang's expression shifted slightly. At this moment, Long Ao's strength was continuously increasing, his aura steadily climbing. The once-confident Zhang Zhihang seemed to be wavering.

The Nine Needle God-Sealing began to stimulate the Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood, causing Long Ao's power to rise unceasingly. Under normal circumstances, using the Nine Needle God-Sealing could raise one's power to the Third Transformation at most. But now, with the aid of the Qilin Blood and Giant Dragon Blood, Long Ao's power had soared directly to the Peak of Human King.

Peak of Human King. That was still a full Level below Zhang Zhihang's Earth Emperor Peak.

His eyes snapped open. Long Ao brandished the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, his white hair dancing wildly and black robes fluttering. He was like a War God descended.

"I am taking Ao Xue with me. All who dare to stand in my way will be slaughtered without mercy."

The Long Ao of this moment radiated an aura that would slay gods and defy buddhas. "I am taking Ao Xue with me. All who dare to stand in my way will be slaughtered without mercy." His words echoed, and everyone was completely moved. This was Long Ao, fighting against the world for the woman he loved.