War God Long Ao

A Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl.

Before the crowd could even figure out what was happening, a human shadow shot out of the Blood Pool, accompanied by a Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl.

Immediately after, a black Giant Dragon and a black giant tiger emerged separately. The man, the dragon, and the tiger stood on the training grounds. Long Ao swept a cold gaze over the surroundings, his icy voice carrying across the field.

"All of you, get out of my sight."

Everyone swallowed hard. No one dared to linger; they all retreated from the training grounds. However, none of them left completely. They stood around the Blood Pool, wanting to see what Long Ao was up to.

Just then, the clear, sunny sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, and thunder began to roll.

In less than a minute, vast swathes of purple-black clouds had gathered over the Boundless Sea of Blood.

The Hundred Tribulations?

Looking at the dark clouds gathering overhead, everyone was stunned. Beyond their shock, they were bewildered. Wasn't Long Ao already a Venerable?

In the Eight Realms of Void, one had to successfully pass the Hundred Tribulations, reforge their body, and condense their internal Spiritual Power into Spiritual Essence to advance to the Venerable Tier.

'Does a Venerable need to undergo the Hundred Tribulations?'

Completely ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Long Ao, Long Qiang, and Long Ming prepared to face the Hundred Tribulations together. A tribulation faced by three beings at once was incredibly powerful—the most powerful form of the Hundred Tribulations.

"The three of us will face this Hundred Tribulations together. I'd like to see just how powerful it can be."

Long Qiang and Long Ming both nodded, their expressions relaxed. They showed no fear of the Hundred Tribulations.

RUMBLE, RUMBLE.

The rolling thunder echoed between Heaven and Earth.

Feeling the Thunder Tribulation Power filling the space between Heaven and Earth, everyone backed away, putting a great distance between themselves and the Blood Pool, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.

CRACK.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK...

The meaning of the Hundred Tribulations was simple: one hundred bolts of tribulation thunder would strike one after another without pause. Each bolt was stronger than the last. One could only imagine how immense the power of the Hundred Tribulations truly was.

Long Ao, Long Ming, and Long Qiang were utterly fearless. Without waiting for the Hundred Tribulations to strike, the three of them charged straight up.

'Are those three insane?'

Seeing Long Ao and his companions actively attack the Hundred Tribulations, everyone was stunned. They swallowed hard, looking at them as if they were idiots.

Desolate Tyrant Body, Desolate Tyrant Body, and Nine Nether Tyrant Body. The three types of Tyrant Body they had achieved were all incomparably formidable.

It was precisely because he had achieved his Tyrant Body that Long Ao prepared to face the Hundred Tribulations head-on with his Desolate Tyrant Body. According to Long Fu, if the three of them could withstand the might of the Hundred Tribulations, it would be of great benefit to his Desolate Tyrant Body.

Of course, Long Ao wasn't going to let such an opportunity slip by. He chose to use his Desolate Tyrant Body to withstand the Hundred Tribulations directly.

And so, the Thunder Tribulation Power descended. Bolt after bolt of thunder began to strike Long Ao and his companions relentlessly. Each bolt was stronger than the last, and they came so fast that in the blink of an eye, fifty bolts of thunder had already struck.

"Has Long Ao lost his mind?"

"I'm not even surprised anymore. Three months ago, Long Ao stormed the Blood Sea Sect alone, killed ten Venerables and three Supreme Venerables. If he can pull off something that insane, what's taking a Thunder Tribulation head-on?"

Whenever anyone thought about what Long Ao had done three months ago, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Long Ao's slaughter of the Blood Sea Sect was an unprecedented act, something never seen before and likely never to be seen again.

Because of this, as Long Ao faced the Hundred Tribulations head-on, many people chose not to mock or scorn him. Instead, they watched with anticipation, wanting to see if he could truly withstand the might of the Hundred Tribulations.

"So what if it's the might of the Hundred Tribulations? I'll show you the power of my Desolate Tyrant Body."

Before the crowd could react or understand what was happening, the dragon and tiger once again let out a Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl. Immediately after, Long Qiang and Long Ming transformed into two beams of light and entered Long Ao's left and right arms.

The Divine Dragon Arm and Nether Tiger Arm were formed in an instant.

'What is Long Ao trying to do?'

Everyone was incredibly curious, wondering what Long Ao was planning. Did he intend to fight the Hundred Tribulations?

As everyone watched with curiosity and anticipation, Long Ao moved. He thrust out both fists, his entire body emanating a tyrannical Qi Shield. This was the terrifying power of the Desolate Tyrant Body.

The Desolate Constitution was known as the number one constitution of all time. By a stroke of fortune, Long Ao had refined it into the unprecedented Desolate Tyrant Body, making it powerful to the extreme. Long Ao had a feeling that his Desolate Tyrant Body could completely withstand the might of the Hundred Tribulations.

The power of the Desolate Tyrant Body combined with the Divine Dragon Arm and the Nether Tiger Arm was far greater than the sum of its parts.

He smashed his fists against the Hundred Tribulations while his Desolate Tyrant Body directly withstood its might. The battle was world-shaking, enough to make gods weep and ghosts cry. Everyone watching the fight between man and thunder seemed dumbfounded.

Although Long Ao had once slaughtered people from the Five Great Sects, the disciples of those sects held no resentment. Instead, they greatly admired this Long Ao, who had successfully staged such a comeback.

Human nature was just like that.

Especially for the underdogs.

Long Ao's life story had already been dug up. Ten years ago, he was the number one genius of Red Fire Town. But in a single day, he fell from being a super-genius to the town's number one piece of trash, suffering cold shoulders and mockery for a full decade.

But Long Ao persisted. He endured for ten long years. Just based on that alone, who else could have done the same?

Not only did Long Ao accomplish what others could not, but he was also rewarded for it.

For some unknown reason, Long Ao suddenly rose to prominence. He skyrocketed at an incredible speed, successfully entering the Hundred Battles Ranking and the Wind and Cloud Ranking within a few short months. He had clawed his way up to become a man above all others.

One had to admire Long Ao's persistence, but everyone admired his courage even more. He had single-handedly stormed the Ghost King Sect and fought the world for the woman he loved, ultimately winning her heart.

Months later, Long Ao stormed the Blood Sea Sect alone once again. He not only killed ten Venerables but also instantly killed three Supreme Venerables. He even slaughtered members of the Blood Sea Sect and the Five Great Sects. If an Earth Venerable hadn't intervened in the end, Long Ao would have escaped completely unscathed.

With such a comeback story, Long Ao had become an idol in the hearts of Kyushu's youth. That was why no one had left the Boundless Sea of Blood. In fact, more and more people were gathering, wanting to see how Long Ao would withstand the might of the Hundred Tribulations.

But what no one could have ever expected was that Long Ao would actually take the initiative to attack the Hundred Tribulations, as if he didn't even take it seriously. A badass was a badass, always so domineering.

In their hearts, everyone hoped Long Ao would successfully pass the Hundred Tribulations and achieve the rank of Void Venerable.

This was reality. If you wanted to survive and be respected in this dog-eat-dog world, there was only one way: to constantly become stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the might of the Hundred Tribulations had already unleashed sixty bolts of tribulation thunder. It had only taken a few seconds, which showed just how fast the Hundred Tribulations was—truly the space of a single blink.

(PS: Chapter ten is here. I looked at the clock, it's 1:30 AM. I need to hurry and get to sleep. By the way, brothers, could you spare a donation or a monthly ticket to support Xiaojiu?)