War God Long Ao

The Nine Nether Earth Tiger was the head of the Nine Great Royal Families of the Nine Nether Space, possessing incomparably formidable strength and heritage.

But several years ago, the Eight Great Royal Families joined forces to besiege the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan. Facing eight enemies at once, the Clan Leader of the Nine Nether Earth Tigers could not hold on. The entire clan was slaughtered, leaving Long Ming as the sole survivor.

Returning to his homeland, Long Ming was filled with sorrow.

An ordinary person would have no way of entering the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan's territory, but Long Ming was different. The blood of a Nine Nether Earth Tiger Emperor flowed through his veins, and only this blood could open the way.

RUMBLE, RUMBLE.

After the huge stone wall absorbed Long Ming's blood, it began to emit a loud rumbling sound. The man and the tiger took two steps back. At that moment, a Stone Gate suddenly appeared on the face of the wall.

Overjoyed, Long Ao and Long Ming quickly slipped through the Stone Gate, which then closed behind them.

An ancient black passageway stretched before them, deep and silent, giving off an eerie, hair-raising feeling.

Long Ming let out a few whimpers and shot forward with all his might. He was so fast that he vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Long Ao shrugged helplessly but didn't try to stop him. He knew that no one within the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan's domain would harm Long Ming. 'Since we're already here,' he thought, 'I might as well let Long Ming vent a little.'

The space was immense, a series of interlocking caves, one leading into the next.

The entire space was enormous. 'So this is the so-called headquarters of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan?'

"WHIMPER, WHIMPER..."

Hearing Long Ming calling for him, Long Ao suppressed his curiosity and quickened his pace. Soon, the man and the tiger walked into the largest of the caves.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the man and the tiger arrived in a massive cavern. The moment they entered, Long Ming began to wail in grief.

At the head of the cavern lay the corpses of two enormous tigers, both entirely black. Without a doubt, Long Ao had already guessed who they were. The two bodies across from them belonged to Long Ming's parents: the Clan Leader of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan and his mate.

For a full hour, Long Ao stood silently, not wanting to disturb Long Ming.

"Alright, you should hurry and accept the inheritance. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about this."

Although this was the headquarters of the Nine Nether Earth Tigers, the clan had ultimately been annihilated. The overlords here now were the Eight Great Royal Families. If they showed up, things would get very troublesome.

After grieving for a while longer, Long Ming nodded. He certainly understood what Long Ao meant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Ming began the inheritance process. The source of the inherited power was the two corpses.

But Long Ming was no fool. He knew that the ultimate Treasure of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan was even more important than the Power of Inheritance. So, before beginning, he first absorbed his father's Treasure into his body, only then formally starting the inheritance.

"The little beast actually showed up. It seems we're a step too late."

"It's not too late. As long as we kill him, both the Power of Inheritance and the Treasure of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan will be ours! Hahaha!"

The Abyss Scorpion, Biqing Frenzied Lion, Blood-Eyed Demon Ape, Celestial Mountain Bull, Bloodthirsty Human-faced Spider, Gold-devouring Flying Ants, Hellhound, and Death God Mantis—the race leaders of the Eight Great Royal Families had all arrived. Without a doubt, all Eight Great Race Leaders were Realm King experts.

Among the Eight Great Race Leaders, the Death God Mantis stared intently at Long Ao. He hadn't told the other seven leaders about Long Ao's ability to release Heaven and Earth's Momentum. However, the Death God Mantis desperately wanted the Giant Dragon's body for himself.

The Death God Mantis was no fool. If he could learn to manifest Heaven and Earth's Momentum and also become a Giant Dragon, his power would easily triple. 'What would that even mean?'

Long Ao's expression turned grim to the extreme. It was a case of "speak of the devil." All eight race leaders of the Royal Families were gathered, which meant eight Realm King experts. Forget about them joining forces; he wouldn't be a match for any one of them in a one-on-one fight.

'What should I do?'

The more he thought, the darker Long Ao's expression became. The Power of Domain from the Eight Great Race Leaders had already completely enveloped him and Long Ming. Long Ao could perfectly imagine that the moment he or Long Ming moved, they would be attacked by all eight Realm Kings simultaneously.

"You beast! Hand over the Treasure and the Power of Inheritance, and we might let you live. Otherwise, you'll die without a burial place."

The confidence radiating from the Eight Great Race Leaders made them incredibly arrogant, but they certainly had the capital to be so. Just think, eight Void Realm King experts. A force of this magnitude would be considered a top-tier, super-level existence, even on the Celestial Martial Continent.

Long Ming completely ignored the Eight Great Race Leaders. Long Ao, however, stood protectively in front of him. If the eight leaders attacked, he would protect Long Ming even if it cost him his life.

Long Ao knew very well that if Long Ming's inheritance was interrupted, the power of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan and his father's legacy would be completely severed. The chance to receive the inheritance again in the future would be virtually impossible.

For this very reason, Long Ao had already made his decision. No matter what happened, even if he were to fall, he had to protect Long Ming and ensure the inheritance succeeded. They absolutely could not lose this chance.

Seeing Long Ming ignore the eight of them, the expressions of the Eight Great Race Leaders turned cold. They were the Abyss Scorpion Race Leader, the Biqing Mad Lion Race Leader, the Blood-Eyed Demon Ape Race Leader, the Celestial Mountain Wild Bull Race Leader, the Bloodthirsty Human-faced Spider Race Leader, the Gold-devouring Flying Ant Race Leader, the Hellhound Race Leader, and the Death God Mantis Race Leader.

The Eight Great Race Leaders looked at each other. The meaning was simple: who would make the first move?

In truth, all eight leaders had their own schemes. Each wanted to act, but they were also wary. After all, whoever struck first and obtained the inheritance and Treasure would be besieged by the other seven. But if they let someone else have it, wouldn't they be giving up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for nothing?

Because of this, none of the Eight Great Race Leaders made a rash move. They just stood there, looking at one another.

Seeing this, Long Ao of course knew what was happening and felt a surge of joy. 'If the eight leaders fight to the death among themselves, then I won't have to take any risks. I can just sit back and reap the rewards.'

But Long Ao didn't let himself get too optimistic. It was always best to prepare for the worst. 'What if the eight leaders decide to attack at the same time? Can Long Ming and I possibly withstand it?'

Long Ao waited. The Eight Great Race Leaders, however, just kept looking at each other, waiting for someone else to make a decision. At this moment, the Death God Mantis suddenly spoke up, "I'm out. But leave this human to me. I have a score to settle with him."

The news that Long Ao had slaughtered members of the Death God Mantis Clan had already spread throughout the entire Nine Nether Space. Given their personal grudge, and with the Death God Mantis Race Leader voluntarily backing out, the other seven leaders were overjoyed. How could they possibly refuse? So, all seven of them nodded in agreement.