War God Long Ao

Long Ao knew the instant the Great Venerable and ten Celestial Venerables from the Third Level Long Family set foot in Celestial State.

Dragon Sect, atop the mountain peak.

Dugu Bai, Xia Jun, Long Potian, Xia Fang, and the others were all gathered at the summit.

Everyone was filled with anticipation. This battle was incredibly important to the Dragon Sect. If the Dragon Sect won, its power would grow rapidly, and it would make a name for itself. If they lost, the consequences were all too easy to imagine.

"Brother Long, they're here."

Nodding, Long Ao didn't need Dugu Bai's reminder. He could already feel eleven terrifying auras closing in, arriving before the Dragon Sect in the blink of an eye.

"Long Ao."

Before Su Chen could even speak, Long Ao appeared alone. He shot them a cold glance and said, "The name 'Long Ao' is not for you to speak. Who the hell do you think you are? What gives you the right to say my name?"

One had to admit, Long Ao was truly domineering. After all, Su Chen, the man standing before him, was a Great Venerable of the Third Level Long Family. Such a supreme figure would be a revered existence no matter where he went. But now?

"Long Ao, who the hell do you think you are, daring to speak to Senior Su Chen like that?"

"Just a dog borrowing its master's might."

Waving his hand to stop his furious subordinate, Su Chen suddenly sneered. "Long Ao, I've heard of your arrogance, but I never expected you to be *this* arrogant."

With a mocking laugh, Su Chen continued, "If you had the power to back up your arrogance, I might even respect you for it. But right now, you're just a measly Earth Venerable. Let me ask you, what right do you have to be arrogant?"

"Whether I'm arrogant or not isn't for you to decide, nor is it for me. In the battle to come, I'll use facts to show you that all of you are trash."

"Trash? HAHAHAHA!"

Hearing Long Ao's words, they all burst into frenzied laughter. After all, anyone would find this situation hilarious.

An Earth Venerable boasting in front of ten Celestial Venerables and one Great Venerable that he would let the facts speak for themselves in the coming battle… 'Has his brain flooded with water?'

Ignoring the eleven men's scorn and ridicule, Long Ao rejoiced inwardly. 'My goal has been achieved.'

When Martial Artists fought, no matter how powerful they were, they had to remember never to let their state of mind fall into chaos. Otherwise, the slightest mistake could lead to unimaginable consequences.

But in the eyes of Su Chen and his ten companions, Long Ao's strength was simply too weak. Any one of the eleven could casually step forward and obliterate him with ease. This was the confidence born from absolute power.

"Long Ao, I trust you know why we've come. On account of your commendable courage, I'll give you one chance. Come with us, and the Dragon Sect will be spared. How about it?"

Contempt. Utter, unbridled contempt.

Su Chen and the others didn't take Long Ao seriously at all. In their eyes, with the eleven of them gathered at the Dragon Sect, killing him would be a matter of minutes. If they wished it, they could do it at any time.

Long Ao just smiled, not taking their contempt to heart.

He raised his right hand, extended his middle finger, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what this means?"

As powerful Celestial Venerables and a Great Venerable, the eleven men were normally so high and mighty. How could they possibly know such a crude gesture?

Shaking his head and sighing deeply, Long Ao said with a helpless air, "You don't even recognize the gesture for looking down on you. I truly feel sorry for you. Here's a piece of advice: you should go buy some cotton, go home, lean against a wall, and slowly bash your heads in until you die. For people like you, continuing to live is just a tragedy."

Hearing him insult all eleven of them, the Ten Great Celestial Venerables were enraged to their very limits, but Su Chen held them back.

"Long Ao, does this mean you have no intention of coming with us?"

The ten Celestial Venerables were being scorned, and Su Chen, the Great Venerable, was being scorned right along with them. From ancient times to the present, Long Ao was likely the first person to ever show such contempt for Celestial Venerables and a Great Venerable—and he was just an Earth Venerable, at that.

"I don't know if your brains are flooded with water or if they were kicked by a donkey. I'm truly baffled. Are all Celestial Venerables and Great Venerables this brain-dead nowadays?"

With Long Ao insulting them again and again, even someone with the best of tempers would be unable to endure it any longer.

One can only endure so much, and this was far beyond the limit. This wasn't just an insult; it was a defiling humiliation.

Just as the eleven furious men were about to strike, Long Ao waved his hand and said, "The eleven of you seem to think you're pretty powerful. How about we make a bet?"

"What kind of bet?"

Su Chen didn't take him seriously. In his eyes, the man was a turtle in a jar—trapped, with no tricks left to play.

Of course, Long Ao knew what they were all thinking. He snorted coldly in his mind. 'Act arrogant for now. I'll personally deal with you all in a moment.'

"The Third Level Long Family sent eleven experts this time, but if you're all talk and your strength is just so-so, you'll be a great embarrassment to them. So, let's make a bet. We'll fight, and if you can defeat me, not only will I go with you, but I will also proclaim to the world that the Third Level Long Family truly lives up to its name."

"And if you lose…"

"Hmph. We won't lose."

'What a joke. All eleven of us are supreme experts. Forget joining forces—any single Celestial Venerable among us could step out and finish him off with ease.'

Their immense confidence made them dismiss the bet entirely. They had absolute faith that in a fight between the two sides, they could only win, never lose.

"If you lose, you must leave the Long Family and join my Dragon Sect. You will swear loyalty to the Dragon Sect for all your future lives. How about it?"

Long Ao slapped his forehead, a look of sudden realization on his face. "Oh, I almost forgot. The eleven of you don't dare to accept the challenge. That's fine. You can all attack me together. If that's still not enough, you can go back and call for more reinforcements. I'll be ready for you anytime. How about it?"

Long Ao's words were like a series of harsh slaps to their faces, leaving a fiery sting. They were Celestial Venerables and a Great Venerable. For figures of their level to be so thoroughly and utterly disdained by a mere Earth Venerable… if they could tolerate this, what would be left of their pride?

「In the distance.」

"Brother Dugu, what is the Sect Master doing?"

Watching Long Ao so brazenly insult and belittle the eleven opponents, Xia Jun and the others were extremely curious. They had no idea what gave their Sect Master such immense courage to challenge ten Celestial Venerables and a Great Venerable. It was hard to imagine what he was relying on.

In the past, Xia Jun would never have believed it was possible. But now, ever since Long Ao had wreaked havoc on the Blood Sea Sect and instantly killed three Supreme Venerables, Xia Jun had come to idolize him. He believed Long Ao was omnipotent, a man who always loved to stage an upset, and every comeback he made was world-shaking and god-stunning.