War God Long Ao

"Long Ao, you killed Old Fatty?"

Looking at Old Fatty, who had been beaten to death on the ground, Guan Feng's expression turned grim to the extreme.

A Venerable was one of the most important assets to the Blood Sea Sect. After all, the entire Blood Sea Sect only had ten Venerables.

"Guan Feng, it was a battle to the death between him and me. Did you expect me to show mercy? If so, then you shouldn't have sent such a useless piece of trash."

Long Ao's words were arrogant, but under the circumstances, he certainly had the right to be.

To beat a Venerable wearing the Profound Turtle Battle Armor to death with his bare fists already demonstrated Long Ao's immense power. Guan Feng was rendered speechless. After all, he couldn't blame his opponent for this; if anyone was to blame, it was himself for acting too rashly.

He had originally thought that since his opponent had only just reached the Venerable Realm and his cultivation was still unstable, Old Fatty would be more than enough to kill Long Ao. But the result was the exact opposite. Not only did Old Fatty fail to kill Long Ao, he was instead beaten to death.

"Good. Good. Very good."

Guan Feng turned around and said, "Since Long Ao is so arrogant, all nine of you, attack him together. Remember, don't kill him. I want him alive."

Before, the nine Venerables would never have joined forces against a junior. After all, if word got out, they would become a laughingstock. But the situation was completely different now. Their opponent's strength had deeply shaken them.

'There can be no mistakes.'

The nine Venerables knew clearly that Old Fatty had already been beaten to death. If the nine of them were to make another mistake, the Blood Sea Sect would be utterly humiliated.

Long Ao returned to his spot. As for Guan Feng, he had already left the training grounds.

No matter how furious Guan Feng was, with the Five Great Sects watching, he had to observe the most basic code of a Martial Artist. Otherwise, how could the Blood Sea Sect contend with the Ghost King Sect for dominance in the future?

"All nine of you, come at me together."

Long Ao didn't want to waste any more time. If he fought them one by one, god knows how long it would take.

In truth, the main reason Long Ao chose a group battle was that if the nine Venerables decided to fight him in succession, he would likely be exhausted to death even if he could ultimately defeat them all.

His trip to the Blood Sea Sect this time wasn't just for the nine Venerables. The feud with his family was irreconcilable; he would not rest until the entire Blood Sea Sect was annihilated.

"Since you're looking for death, we'll grant your wish."

Attacking together... Long Ao's arrogance, his complete disregard for the nine Venerables, was more than they could bear. It was utterly intolerable.

"Brother Dugu, Brother Long's arms seem incredibly strong. He actually managed to shatter even the Profound Turtle Battle Armor."

He nodded. Everyone present was an expert among experts; of course they could see the power in Long Ao's arms. After all, they were all well aware of how formidable the Defense Power of Old Fatty's Profound Turtle Battle Armor was.

Smashing the Profound Turtle Battle Armor with his bare arms... If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it was possible.

"Brother Long may have beaten Old Fatty to death, but fighting one against nine... I'm afraid..."

Although Xia Army didn't finish his sentence, his meaning was clear. No matter how you looked at it, Long Ao was just one person, while his opponents were nine Venerables. The outcome of a one-on-nine battle was easy to imagine.

Dugu Bai felt helpless and said with a wry smile, "Brother Long always surprises me. He pulls off an upset every single time. I'm already used to it."

Hearing Dugu Bai's words, Xia Army smiled as well.

「Elsewhere.」

Seeing Long Ao beat Old Fatty to death, Ghost King Ao Tian was also quite surprised. Everything that had happened involving Long Ao was a testament to his incredible talent.

'If Long Ao were to join the Ghost King Sect, wouldn't that mean the Ghost King Sect has gained another expert?'

Gradually, Ghost King Ao Tian's attitude toward Long Ao began to change. In any case, no one would refuse a genius, especially when this genius was the one his own daughter fancied.

Ghost King Ao Tian had already made up his mind. As long as Long Ao could defeat the nine Venerables, then no matter what the Blood Sea Sect did, he would protect Long Ao.

One versus nine.

Long Ao and the nine Venerables stared at each other. Before the battle even began, the powerful momentums emanating from both sides collided violently, sending sparks flying. All the spectators stumbled back three steps.

The clash between ten Venerables... even the pressure from their auras alone was terrifying.

At that moment, Long Ao made his move, seizing the initiative. Seeing this, everyone was a little stunned. They had never imagined that while facing nine opponents, Long Ao would actually choose to attack first.

Forget the others; even the nine Venerables themselves hadn't expected Long Ao to take the offensive.

The nine men's faces turned cold simultaneously. Long Ao's arrogance was a blatant show of disrespect.

"Kill."

The nine Venerables moved in unison, like nine small mountains shifting rapidly with a thunderous RUMBLE. However, Long Ao still chose to throw a flurry of punches, his speed pushed to the absolute limit.

But the nine Venerables didn't take Long Ao seriously at all. Each threw a vicious punch. No matter how fast Long Ao was, he couldn't possibly handle all nine of them. Just like that, the afterimages of his fists only managed to block three of the Venerables. The remaining six smashed their fists into Long Ao without hesitation.

A muffled grunt.

Despite being brutally pummeled by their Fist Force, Long Ao only let out a muffled grunt and didn't retreat an inch. He wanted the nine of them to underestimate him. That way, he would have an opportunity to deal with them and end the fight quickly.

Long Ao knew very well that the longer he faced nine Venerables at once, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

After being hammered by the six Venerables for a moment, Long Ao seized the opportunity. He took the God-Locking Pearl from his clothes, instantly releasing a strange power that enveloped all nine Venerables.

Regardless of whether Long Ao's own Realm had broken through to the Void Realm, the Spiritual Power within his body had already transformed into Spiritual Essence. Therefore, when he activated the God-Locking Pearl, its power enveloped the nine Venerables, instantly locking them all in place.

A terrifying scene unfolded.

The nine Venerables, who had just been wildly attacking, were suddenly frozen in place, unable to move a muscle. Only their eyeballs could dart around frantically.

Seeing the nine Venerables completely immobilized, Ao Tian, Guan Feng, Dugu Bai, Xia Army, and Xia Fang all seemed to realize what was happening. 'Could this be the Treasure Long Ao possesses?'

Everyone had only heard rumors about Long Ao's Treasure; they had never seen it before. Now that they were witnessing it firsthand, they were all completely shocked. 'To immobilize an opponent... even for just three seconds, that's enough to decide the outcome of a battle.'

Guan Feng's expression was as dark as it could possibly be, his face etched with grim lines. However, he ultimately did not intervene. The Blood Sea Sect had already lost a great deal of face by having nine of their own fight Long Ao. If he were to step in now before the battle was officially over, even if he managed to kill Long Ao, what would be left of his reputation? What would be left of the Blood Sea Sect's reputation?