War God Long Ao

The sheer number of the Resentful Spirit Army was overwhelming.

Even with Long Potian's help, Long Ao was beginning to falter under the relentless assault.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, he continued to attack the surrounding Resentful Spirit Army as his soul entered the Dragon Seal Space.

The matter was urgent, so Long Ao impatiently got straight to the point. "Long Fu, I'm being attacked by the Resentful Spirit Army. Is there any way for us to get out of here?"

"Sea of Blazing Flames."

Hearing Long Fu's words, Long Ao wasted no time. He stopped pummeling with his fists, drew the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, and immediately unleashed the third style of the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques: Sea of Blazing Flames.

Aside from Thunder Tribulation Power, Resentful Spirits had another bane: Flame Power.

The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber was an incredibly vicious weapon. Its power became immense when paired with the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques. The third style, Sea of Blazing Flames, was an area-of-effect attack, making it perfectly suited for handling the surrounding Resentful Spirits.

Not only that, Long Ao even fused his Thunder Tribulation Power into the Sword Aura.

As a result, with the Thunder Tribulation Power complementing the Sea of Blazing Flames, wherever the Sword Aura from Long Ao's saber passed, the Resentful Spirits scattered in haste, not daring to face it directly.

At this moment, wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, Long Ao was like a descended War God, sweeping through a thousand-strong army, utterly invincible.

Feeling the power of the Sword Aura unleashed by Long Ao, Long Potian was astonished. He had never imagined that Long Ao's strength had reached such a level.

'He's the strongest person below the Void Realm.'

Even though a part of him was a million times unwilling to admit it, Long Potian knew with absolute clarity that given Long Ao's current strength, even he himself might not be a match for him.

And so, amidst the wildly dancing Sword Aura, Long Ao and Long Potian continued toward the entrance.

"Brother Long, the passage is gone!"

What?

Long Ao jumped in shock at Long Potian's words. He glanced over and, just as he'd feared, the black passage that had been there just a moment ago was gone, having vanished at some unknown time.

The expressions of Long Ao and Long Potian turned utterly grim. The only exit was gone, yet the Resentful Spirits continued their relentless assault from all sides. 'What's the point of us resisting any longer?'

Long Ao and Long Potian both knew with certainty that unless they could annihilate every last Resentful Spirit, if this kept up, only death awaited them.

'What are we supposed to do?'

Even though the black passage had vanished, Long Ao still refused to give up.

"Brother Long, if I'm not mistaken, this tomb space is a massive Illusion Array. We're in big trouble."

"Illusion Array? Brother Potian, what is an Illusion Array?"

Long Ao had no idea what an Illusion Array was, so Long Potian gave him a quick, concise explanation.

'I see.'

Long Ao was amazed after hearing Long Potian's explanation.

Among the countless types of Arrays, Illusion Arrays were considered one of the most powerful. Once trapped inside one, everything a person saw would change. In other words, nothing you saw was real.

Some Illusion Arrays even contained Killing Arrays. Once a Martial Artist was trapped, Breaking the Array to escape would be no easy task.

There weren't many Array Masters on the Celestial Martial Continent because the requirements to become one were incredibly demanding. Because of their rarity, Array Masters weren't given much importance by other Martial Artists, but that didn't mean they weren't powerful.

This only made Long Ao and Long Potian more curious. Who could have possibly set up such a powerful Illusion Array here?

"Master, this Illusion Array is the Sealing Power of this tomb space. You must not break it. If the Illusion Array is broken, the Resentful Spirit Army will escape, and the world will descend into chaos."

'The Illusion Array is the Sealing Power?'

'If the Illusion Array breaks, the Resentful Spirit Army will escape?'

Long Ao's heart sank at Long Fu's words, and his expression grew even uglier. He knew that if they didn't break the Illusion Array, they would never be able to leave. It wouldn't take long—in a few more hours at most, his stamina would be completely depleted, and all he could do was wait for death.

"Long Fu, what should I do?"

"Master, there is only one option left: use the Dragon Seal Space to absorb the entire Resentful Spirit Army."

Surprised and curious, Long Ao asked, "Long Fu, didn't you say before that the Dragon Seal Space can't refine these Resentful Spirits?"

'Long Fu had said before that it was impossible to refine these so-called Resentful Spirits. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to wait for the Celestial Dog and the Demoness to open the entrance; he would have just come in directly.'

"Master, the Blood Pool indeed cannot refine these Resentful Spirits. However, I can forcibly absorb and refine them myself. But if I do, I will fall into a slumber for a hundred years."

'A hundred-year slumber?'

Long Ao was flabbergasted. "Long Fu, absolutely not!" he said urgently. "It's fine. I'll handle this."

'Are you kidding me? I know perfectly well that eighty percent of my current achievements are because of the Dragon Seal Space. If Long Fu falls asleep for a hundred years, what am I supposed to do?'

Because of this, Long Ao refused Long Fu's offer without a second thought. Before Long Fu could say another word, Long Ao's soul left the Dragon Seal Space.

"Brother Long, maybe we should just give up."

Things had come to this. Long Potian really didn't want to hold on any longer. He was starting to regret coming in at all. 'Why did I have to be so stubborn and insist on coming in here?'

It wasn't just Long Potian; even Long Ao himself wanted to give up.

'But am I really going to give up?'

'Back then, I fell from being the number one genius of Red Fire Town to its number one piece of trash. For ten whole years, I endured endless humiliation, but I held on for all ten of them. I survived for ten years, so how could I possibly choose to give up so easily now?'

"Brother Potian, we can't give up until the very last moment."

"Sigh..." Long Potian heaved a deep sigh. Although he was filled with unwillingness, he knew they weren't going to make it out this time. The surrounding Resentful Spirit Army had stopped its attacks, but he was keenly aware that the moment Brother Long's Sword Aura vanished, the spirits would mercilessly devour them both.

Long Potian had chosen to give up.

But Long Ao chose to persevere. In this aspect alone, Long Potian was already inferior to him. Just as Long Ao was about to collapse, a tiger's roar echoed out. Immediately after, Long Ming's body appeared before Long Ao. His icy eyes stared intently at the surrounding Resentful Spirits as he let out another series of roars that shook the entire tomb space.

The roars rolled out, thundering through the space.