War God Long Ao

"Kid, you're not willing?"

"Of course I'm not. Not unless I'm a fool."

"Hahaha! Kid, I have to say, you're very honest. And I like your honesty. Fine. I'll give you a chance. As long as you can withstand the pressure of my Momentum, I'll let you go."

'Do I even have a choice?'

Before Long Ao could even prepare, an unstoppable Momentum erupted from the Demon Dragon, pressing down on him with overwhelming force.

KRAK.

Long Ao was startled. His face instantly turned as pale as a sheet, and his body swayed, on the verge of collapse. The pressure of the Momentum forced his feet deep into the ground. The Demon Dragon's power was far beyond his comprehension.

He circulated all the power in his body, but even so, Long Ao found he still couldn't resist the Demon Dragon's oppressive Momentum.

The gap between their Realms was simply too vast. Trying to withstand the pressure of its Momentum was nothing but a fool's dream.

"Master, guide the oppressive Momentum into the Dragon Seal Space."

Just as Long Ao could no longer hold on and was about to give up, he suddenly heard Long Fu's words. Overjoyed, his soul immediately connected with the Dragon Seal and guided the Momentum into the Dragon Seal Space.

It was like a small river flowing into the great ocean.

No matter how the Demon Dragon increased its oppressive Momentum, Long Ao remained completely at ease. Because of this, the Demon Dragon sensed that something was wrong. It had absolute confidence in its own strength. Forget a mere Transformed Martial Artist; even a Void Martial Artist shouldn't be able to withstand its oppressive Momentum.

Retracting its Momentum, the Demon Dragon asked in surprise, "Kid, I want to know how you did that."

The Demon Dragon was not only arrogant and domineering, but also forceful. It was a demand—"I want to know"—not a question. This was the privilege that came with power, and the Demon Dragon possessed it in spades.

"Forgive me, but I cannot say."

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"I am afraid, but I won't back down on a matter of principle. Elder Demon Dragon, if you're going to kill me, then kill me. There's no need for pointless talk." Although he had only just met the Demon Dragon, Long Ao seemed to have already figured out its temperament.

But a Demon Dragon was still a Demon Dragon. It wasted no more words, and its Momentum began to press down again. At that moment, a Dragon's Roar echoed as Long Qiang's body appeared in mid-air.

The Dragon's Roar resounded throughout the entire Forbidden Area Space.

Seeing the Giant Dragon that had suddenly appeared in mid-air, the Demon Dragon's expression changed drastically. Its body seemed to tremble slightly, and even the small, sleeping demon dragon at its side was awakened by the noise.

Long Qiang flew to Long Ao's side and stared fixedly at the Demon Dragon before them. He paid no mind to the Demon Dragon's power or its oppressive Momentum. He just stared, and one could easily imagine that if the Demon Dragon made another move against Long Ao, Long Qiang would attack without hesitation.

After taking a long, deep look at Long Qiang, the Demon Dragon suddenly asked, "Kid, how did you find him?"

Long Ao was very surprised. He didn't understand why the Demon Dragon had stopped its oppressive Momentum the moment it saw Long Qiang. After all, Long Qiang's strength was far inferior to the Demon Dragon's; the two weren't even on the same Level.

Long Ao didn't hide anything regarding this point.

He recounted in full detail how he had entered Dragon Valley and inadvertently obtained the Dragon Egg.

After listening, the Demon Dragon nodded and suddenly said, "Kid, your luck is really quite good. Remember, no matter what happens, you must treat this little guy well. You can go."

"You're letting us leave?"

The Demon Dragon wasted no more words, closing its eyes and falling back into a deep sleep.

Seeing the Demon Dragon fall back asleep, Long Ao was utterly astonished. He knew the Demon Dragon hadn't let him go because of him, but because of Long Qiang. 'Could it be that the Demon Dragon is also wary of Long Qiang?'

Logically, with the Demon Dragon's power, it shouldn't be wary of Long Qiang. But the facts were right in front of him. Even if he didn't want to believe it, a fact was a fact.

But Long Ao didn't hesitate for a moment. Since the Demon Dragon had chosen not to pursue the matter, he wasn't going to stick around. Who knew if it would suddenly change its mind? He took Long Qiang and turned to leave.

Its eyes snapped open again. Watching the gradually disappearing figures, the Demon Dragon suddenly muttered to itself, "A reincarnated body... I hope the Dragon Race can be revived."

Long Ao didn't hear the Demon Dragon's words. Having successfully left the Forbidden Land, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Calculating the time, Long Ao realized a full ten days had passed since he entered the Ghost Cry Ridge Forbidden Land. He believed the disciples of the Six Great Sects must have left by now, which meant he was currently the only one left on Ghost Cry Ridge.

'Zhang Mo, Zhang Zhihang, Golden Sun Sect... I will definitely get my revenge for this.'

His fists clenched tightly as he gazed in the direction of the Golden Sun Sect. First, he was schemed against by Zhang Mo, his soul so grievously wounded he nearly died. Then he was hunted by Zhang Zhihang and forced into the Forbidden Land. 'If Long Qiang hadn't appeared, would I have ever made it out?'

「Thunder Sect.」

"Brother Dugu, now that Brother Long has entered the Ghost Cry Ridge Forbidden Land, is there any chance he'll make it out alive?"

Regarding this Six Sects' Tournament, both Dugu Bai and the Xia Army felt a deep sense of guilt, yet they had been powerless to help. Neither of them had ever imagined that the Flame Sect, Ghost King Sect, Blood Sea Sect, and Golden Sun Sect would join forces to tie them down specifically to target Long Ao.

Dugu Bai let out a deep sigh and said helplessly, "You and I both know full well what the Ghost Cry Ridge Forbidden Land signifies. Since Brother Long was forced into the Forbidden Land, his chances of coming out are less than ten percent."

Dugu Bai didn't continue, but the meaning behind his words was already clear.

The Xia Army also sighed deeply. Suddenly, a powerful Killing Intent erupted from him as he said, "Brother Dugu, no matter what, I must avenge Brother Long. Zhang Zhihang must die."

Nodding, Dugu Bai said in a cold voice, "After what's happened, I'm sure Zhang Zhihang won't be leaving the Golden Sun Sect anytime soon. We must be patient. But we will definitely avenge Brother Long."

"Don't you two do anything rash."

"Father."

"Sect Leader."

Seeing the sudden appearance of Sect Leader Xia Fang, both Dugu Bai and the Xia Army were quite surprised, not understanding why he would stop them.

As if sensing the confusion in their hearts, Xia Fang said in a grave voice, "Just now, Zhang Mo and the other Four Great Sects came to find me to discuss the matter of the Kyushu Grand Tournament. Therefore, our most pressing task right now is to handle the Kyushu Grand Tournament. Everything else must be postponed."

When Dugu Bai and the Xia Army heard "Kyushu Grand Tournament," their faces filled with anticipation. But when they remembered that Long Ao had not yet been avenged, their eager expressions instantly turned cold.

"You two should understand what the Kyushu Grand Tournament means for our Celestial State. If we are delayed, and the Golden Sun Sect takes the opportunity to ally with the other Sects, we will be put at a great disadvantage."