War God Long Ao

In the end, Guan Feng still did not make a move.

Pinned by their opponent, the nine Great Venerables were utterly shocked and struggled with all their might to break free.

Long Ao had miscalculated. He was confident that in a one-on-one fight, the God-Locking Pearl could pin any Venerable for three seconds. However, trying to pin nine Great Venerables simultaneously for that long was a near-impossible task.

The nine Great Venerables struggled to break free together. In just one second, they shattered the lock.

The lock was broken.

Long Ao's heart sank. He had never imagined that with his current strength, he would be unable to pin the nine Great Venerables for even three seconds.

Long Ao was completely confident that if he could use the God-Locking Pearl to pin the nine Great Venerables for just three seconds, he could have, in one fell swoop, killed at least four of them.

All of that was now impossible, but Long Ao was not one to sit back and await his doom.

With the lock broken, Long Ao once again deployed the Godslaying Mirror. He used the reverse flow of its Yin side to alter the speed of time, and the nine Great Venerables found their own movements had slowed down by a full three seconds.

What did that even mean?

The nine Great Venerables were completely stunned. First, their bodies were pinned, and then the flow of time itself was altered, slowing them by a full three seconds. The nine of them had no idea what was happening.

The Godslaying Mirror altered the flow of time.

Three seconds.

The flow of time around the nine Great Venerables was changed, slowing them down by three seconds. This also meant that Long Ao's speed was effectively increased by three seconds. In a life-or-death battle between Venerables, three seconds could often decide the outcome.

However, Long Ao did not engage in close combat.

Long Ao had already calculated that even if he chose to fight up close, he could kill three Venerables at most. But what about the remaining six?

Facing six opponents at once, Long Ao still lacked the absolute confidence to eliminate them all in a short time.

For this very reason, after using the Godslaying Mirror to alter the nine Great Venerables' flow of time, Long Ao opted for a Soul Attack.

A Soul Attack against nine Great Venerables at once carried an extremely high risk of backlash. After all, to attack them all simultaneously, Long Ao would first have to divide his own soul into nine strands and launch them all at the same time.

Split into nine, attacking simultaneously.

Long Ao knew better than anyone that if he suffered a backlash from simultaneously launching a Soul Attack on nine Great Venerables, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But before Long Ao could launch his Soul Attack, the nine Great Venerables had already broken through the altered time flow and returned to their normal speed.

Startled, Long Ao was once again caught by surprise; neither his Godslaying Mirror nor his God-Locking Pearl had displayed their expected power. Not daring to be the slightest bit careless, he instantly summoned the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber to his hand and viciously slashed at the nine men.

Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques—Long Ao instantly stacked the first four forms.

As the Sword Aura slashed down, Long Ao's body shot forward. He singled out one of the Venerables and, throwing all caution to the wind, ruthlessly smashed his fists toward him.

His Divine Dragon Arm and Nether Tiger Arm struck out like lightning, one punch after another. The Fist Force was like a series of tornadoes, giving the Venerable absolutely no chance to breathe.

Seeing Long Ao's attack, the other eight Great Venerables were enraged and descended upon him from all sides.

In everyone's eyes, as soon as the eight Great Venerables converged, Long Ao would surely choose to retreat. But what was the result?

Long Ao, who had already put away his Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, completely ignored the attacks of the other eight Great Venerables. His fists continued to pummel the same Venerable relentlessly. Speaking of which, that Venerable's situation was tragic to the extreme. He couldn't understand it either. 'Why isn't Long Ao attacking anyone else? Why me?'

"Brother Long is only attacking, not defending. This can't go on."

"Brother Dugu, what do you mean?"

Hearing Dugu Bai's words, Xia Army was very confused. Dugu Bai's voice was extremely solemn as he said, "Facing nine opponents, Brother Long also knows it's nearly impossible for him to win. That's why he's chosen to only attack and not defend, leaving himself no path of retreat."

Xia Army was a Martial Artist himself, and a powerful one at that. Of course he knew what Dugu Bai meant.

Only attacking, never defending. Leaving oneself no way out. Carving a bloody path out of a desperate situation. In other words, Long Ao was prepared for a fight to the death—either they die, or he does.

"What Brother Long is doing... I couldn't do it."

"I couldn't either."

Ghost King Ao Tian stared intently at the distant battle. He, too, hadn't expected Long Ao's all-out-attack strategy, his attempt to carve a bloody path forward through pure offense.

Only attacking and not defending looked incredibly fierce, but Ao Tian knew perfectly well in his heart that in a one-on-one situation, Long Ao could definitely win. But now?

Fighting one against nine with an attack-only strategy, the slightest misstep would mean that even if he managed to kill one or two of them, he would surely be killed by the rest.

Talent, strength, personality, calmness—everything Long Ao displayed at this moment truly moved Ao Tian. Several times he wanted to intervene, but in the end, he held himself back.

Ao Tian was no fool. He certainly knew that if he stepped in to help Long Ao, then Guan Feng would definitely step in to help the nine Great Venerables. If that happened, this would no longer be a war between Long Ao and the Blood Sea Sect; it would likely escalate into a war between the Blood Sea Sect and the Ghost King Sect.

The Ghost King Sect was not afraid of the Blood Sea Sect. But no matter what, this was still the Blood Sea Sect's home base. The Blood Sea Sect had a full three Supreme Venerables. Once a war began, his side would be the one to ultimately suffer a loss.

Besides, Ao Tian still wanted to see what Long Ao would do next. He was quite eager to see how Long Ao, with his attack-only strategy, would manage to carve a bloody path for himself out of the slaughter.

Zhang Mo watched the duel on the training grounds, his expression growing colder and colder. He too had never imagined that after not seeing him for just a few short months, Long Ao had not only broken through to the Void Hundred Tribulations Realm, but had even reached the level of a Void Venerable. What did such a cultivation speed represent?

By now, Zhang Mo already knew that his son hadn't actually been killed by Long Ao. However, he still hadn't found out who the real killer was. But Zhang Mo knew that no matter what, his son's death was inextricably linked to Long Ao.

Because of this, Zhang Mo's fists were clenched tightly, his face grim to the extreme.

When the war between the Six Sects began, Zhang Mo hadn't yet had a chance to deal with Long Ao before the Blood Sea Sect beat him to it, wiping out the Red Fire Town Long Family. And before he could even react to that, Long Ao had already charged into the Blood Sea Sect's territory alone.

Although he felt a little unwilling, Zhang Mo knew that no matter what happened today, it would be nearly impossible for Long Ao to leave the Blood Sea Sect alive. In any case, if Long Ao died, regardless of whose hand it was by, it would only be a good thing for him, not a bad one.

Among the Five Great Sects, some people wanted Long Ao to die, and some did not. But regardless of what they hoped for, everyone knew very well that with Long Ao charging into the Blood Sea Sect alone, there could only be one outcome: death.