War God Long Ao

An utter humiliation.

Long Ao killing three Venerables in a row was an utter humiliation for the Blood Sea Sect.

Because of this, the Seven Great Venerables pursued him relentlessly, vowing to slay Long Ao and restore the Sect's honor.

However, it seemed Long Ao had a change of heart. This time, he didn't choose to attack, but instead focused solely on evading and fleeing.

It was a game of cat and mouse. No matter how furious the Seven Great Venerables became, Long Ao used his speed and his three-second Time Reversal ability to stay just out of reach. Even though they were giving it their all, they couldn't possibly catch him.

「In the Dragon Seal Space.」

The reason Long Ao chose not to clash head-on with the Seven Great Venerables was because Long Fu had just urgently summoned him.

Long Ao was very curious. He had no idea why Long Fu would summon him at a time like this. He was, after all, in a life-and-death battle with the Blood Sea Sect. The slightest mistake could lead to his utter doom.

"Long Fu, what is it?"

"Master, I've already refined the three souls you just sent in into Soul Slaves."

Huh?

It took a moment for Long Ao to process this. When he finally understood, his face was a mask of utter disbelief.

"Long Fu, are you serious?"

"I am."

Long Ao was absolutely stunned. According to Long Fu's previous estimates, even the fastest Refinement of a Soul Slave should have taken three days. But now? It hadn't even been three minutes.

As if sensing the doubt in Long Ao's heart, Long Fu explained, "Master, I used all my power to refine these Soul Slaves. As a result, I won't be able to help you refine any more Soul Slaves or Corpse Slaves for a short while."

Long Ao immediately understood. Under normal circumstances, it would take Long Fu at least three days to refine a Venerable's soul into a Soul Slave.

But now, to help him, Long Fu had condensed three days of work into three minutes. That certainly had to come at a price.

Long Fu had just said it: the price for refining these three Venerable Soul Slaves was being unable to create more Soul Slaves or Corpse Slaves for a while.

Under normal circumstances, Long Ao would never have agreed to this. But things were different now. To him, three Venerable Soul Slaves were a godsend.

"Thank you."

Long Ao didn't linger in the Dragon Seal Space. After all, the Seven Great Venerables were still hunting him outside.

"Long Ao, aren't you supposed to be arrogant? Why don't you dare to stop and fight us?"

Cao Chong hadn't even finished speaking when Long Ao came to a sudden halt, startling the Seven Great Venerables. Before they could react, three souls materialized out of thin air and charged directly at them.

'The souls of Old Fatty and the other two Venerables?'

The Seven Great Venerables were completely dumbfounded at the sight of the three souls that had suddenly appeared. Everyone was stunned; even Guan Feng was a little shocked. No one understood why the souls of three fallen Venerables would suddenly appear and attack them.

Without giving the Seven Great Venerables any chance to react, the three Venerable Soul Slaves launched a vicious assault. Not only had the three Soul Slaves' power not diminished, it had actually increased significantly.

What's more, the three Soul Slaves possessed Undying Bodies. No matter how the Seven Great Venerables attacked, the three slaves could not be killed. This shocked the Seven Great Venerables even more.

They were especially horrified to see the souls of Old Fatty and his two companions attacking their own side. What in the world was happening?

It was like they were seeing ghosts. No one had ever witnessed such a scene. The souls of fallen Venerables, revived for no reason and now attacking their own from the Blood Sea Sect—it was utterly unprecedented.

No matter how shocked they were, the Seven Great Venerables and everyone else knew one thing for certain: Long Ao was behind the Rebirth of these three souls and their attack on the Blood Sea Sect's Venerables.

And so, everyone began to wonder just how Long Ao had managed to do it.

When Ghost King Ao Tian saw that Long Ao could actually bring back the souls of the dead, his hesitation vanished. He made an instant decision: he had to protect Long Ao, no matter the cost. Ao Tian knew only one thing for certain—Long Ao was anything but simple.

"Ao Tian, do you intend to run wild in my Blood Sea Sect?"

Before Ao Tian could make a move, Guan Feng coldly interjected.

The Ghost King Sect and the Blood Sea Sect were currently at each other's throats. With Ghost King Ao Tian himself appearing in the Blood Sea Sect's territory, Guan Feng was naturally on high alert. He was fully prepared even before Ao Tian made a move.

"Guan Feng, I must take Long Ao."

"Hahaha! Ao Tian, are you joking with me?" Guan Feng roared with laughter, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. 'Taking Long Ao from the Blood Sea Sect?'

What would become of the Blood Sea Sect's reputation? And who would answer for the three fallen Venerables?

Today, Long Ao had wreaked havoc in the Blood Sea Sect, not only slaying three of their Venerables but also utterly disgracing them. If he were allowed to walk away safely, the Blood Sea Sect might as well give up its rivalry with the Ghost King Sect and withdraw from the power struggle entirely.

Ghost King Ao Tian had considered this as well. It was for this very reason he was determined to protect Long Ao.

The two old foxes each harbored their own schemes, with Long Ao as the prize. One wanted him dead, the other wanted him protected. They stared each other down, a battle seemingly ready to erupt at any second.

"Guan Feng, you're no match for me."

"Ao Tian, if the three of us join forces, we could kill you in a heartbeat. Why don't you give it a try?"

It was no secret that the Blood Sea Sect possessed three Supreme Venerables. The Ghost King Sect also had three, but the problem was that the other two from the Ghost King Sect weren't here.

'Once I make a move, their other two Supreme Venerables are sure to appear. At that point, it will be me against three of them. How could I possibly withstand their combined attack?'

Although he was confident in his own power, Ao Tian never fought a battle he wasn't certain he could win.

"Guan Feng, your Blood Sea Sect has some nerve. Ten against one. Even if a Sect like yours became the overlord of the Celestial State, do you think anyone would truly respect you?"

"That's irrelevant. Long Ao will die today, without a doubt. No one can change that. As for the grudge between us, Ao Tian, we will settle it later. You and I will fight. If you win, the Blood Sea Sect will withdraw from the conflict. If I win, your Ghost King Sect must withdraw."

"Idiot."

Of course, Ao Tian wouldn't agree. Even if his strength far surpassed Guan Feng's, this was still the Blood Sea Sect's home turf. Who knew what tricks Guan Feng might pull? Ao Tian never fought a battle he wasn't certain of winning. That was true in the past, and it was even more true now.

Hearing the refusal, Guan Feng's expression turned icy. 'After we take care of Long Ao,' he decided, 'no matter what, I'll join forces with the other two Supreme Venerables. The three of us will kill Ghost King Ao Tian. The Ghost King Sect will surely fall into chaos, and then the Blood Sea Sect can finally wipe them out and become the sole ruler of the Celestial State.'