War God Long Ao

The ten Realm Kings who entered the Dragon Sect had completely lost contact.

The Four Great Realm Emperors didn’t dare to step inside rashly and could only wait quietly outside.

Time ticked by quickly. Before they knew it, a full half-hour had passed.

"What kind of trick is the Dragon Sect playing?"

"I don’t know, but if I’m not mistaken, the Dragon Sect must have a Void Saint Martial Artist guarding it. What should we do now?"

A Void Saint Martial Artist.

The thought that the Dragon Sect might have a Void Saint Martial Artist guarding it made everyone’s face fall. The ten Realm Kings were the best example; they had been inside for so long without reemerging. One could easily imagine their fate.

Waving his hand, Long Lin of the Third Level Long Family, the most powerful of the Four Great Realm Emperors, said coldly, "We need to discuss this at length. Let’s leave first and talk later."

"Since you’re already here, why be in such a hurry to leave?"

Hearing the voice, everyone’s expression changed. Immediately after, human shadows shot over from the distance, drawing closer and arriving in the blink of an eye.

Over three hundred and fifty people stood suspended in the void, a dense, dark mass. Any fool would know what this meant, because only when a Martial Artist’s Cultivation breaks through to the Great Venerable Realm can they stand in the air.

COUGH COUGH.

Feeling the oppressive momentum of the dark mass of Martial Artists in the sky, everyone from the Four Great Forces was completely dumbfounded, unsure of what was happening.

At that moment, a young man stepped out from the crowd. He had fiery red hair, two fiery red eyebrows, and was dressed in black. It was none other than the Dragon Sect Master, Long Ao, a legendary figure.

’A Void Realm King?’

’When did Long Ao’s Cultivation break through to the Void Realm King Realm?’

It was common knowledge that Long Ao was only at the Celestial Venerable Realm. His battle against the Long Family’s number one expert had been less than a few months ago.

’In other words, in just a few months, Long Ao had broken through from the Celestial Venerable Realm to become a Void Realm King?’

They couldn’t bring themselves to believe it, but the four, including Long Lin, knew very well that Long Ao’s talent and potential were enough to look down on everyone. Such a cultivation speed was simply terrifying.

"Long Ao."

Waving his hand, Long Ao asked in return, "And who are you?"

"Long Lin, an Elder of the Third Level Long Family."

"The Third Level Long Family. We originally had no grievances or grudges, but your Long Family has constantly sought trouble with me. If I let you leave, I’m sure you’ll just treat me like a pushover from now on."

Without giving Long Lin any chance to speak, Long Ao turned to the Five Great Emperors and said, "I’m giving you ten minutes. Kill them all. Leave no one alive."

"Understood, Sect Leader."

Stopping Snake Princess, Long Ao smiled and said, "You go find Brother Dugu. Leave this to me."

Nodding, Snake Princess seemed to miss Dugu Bai as well. She turned and quickly departed, disappearing without a trace in a short moment.

The three hundred-plus Great Venerables did not act. After all, in this situation, if the Great Venerables were to attack, they would only be slaughtered. The Four Great Forces had already lost ten Realm Kings, leaving only thirty. Long Ao’s side, however, had a full fifty Realm Kings.

As for the World Emperor Martial Artists, it was four against four, a stalemate.

This time, Long Ao didn’t just watch; he personally took action. Although fighting a Realm Emperor would be a struggle, with his strength, annihilating Realm Kings was a matter of minutes.

Long Ao moved like a bolt of lightning, weaving through the numerous Realm Kings. Every scream that rang out signified the fall of another Realm King.

Around the Dragon Sect, everyone watching the battle in the Nine Heavens was completely stupefied. The clash between the two sides was truly world-shaking and heaven-storming, a battle scene not seen even once in a hundred years.

Everyone sighed to themselves. In less than a year, the good-for-nothing from back in Red Fire Town, Long Ao, had not only risen powerfully but had also turned the tables on the Four Great Forces.

Through constant slaughter, Long Ao had carved a bloody path for himself, established the Dragon Sect, and could even stand against the Four Great Forces. With one counter-assault after another, he could now truly be considered their equal.

This was Long Ao, a genius who loved to create miracles.

In the eyes of the common person, the Long Ao of today had become a god-like existence. His story of rising from nothing and turning the tables was the ultimate dream of every underdog.

Slaughter.

Long Ao led his many experts and began to slaughter the Martial Artists of the Four Great Forces. He completely disregarded the Four Great Forces; on the entire Kyushu Continent, perhaps only Long Ao would dare to do such a thing. It was an act of madness that probably not even the City of Sin would attempt.

At the peak of the Dragon Sect’s mountain, everyone cheered as they watched the distant battle. At first, all the Dragon Sect disciples had fallen into despair. After all, the Martial Artists sent by the Four Great Forces this time were far too powerful. The Dragon Sect’s strength alone was simply not enough to resist them.

But now?

The Sect Leader’s timely arrival had saved the Sect, and the Martial Artists of the Four Great Forces no longer seemed so terrifying.

Watching the experts from the Four Great Forces fall one by one from the Nine Heavens, everyone felt an incredible sense of satisfaction. The Sect Leader, Long Ao, had become an idol in the heart of every Dragon Sect disciple.

「Above the Nine Heavens.」

Eighty Realm Kings and eight Realm Emperors were locked in a chaotic melee. It had to be admitted that Long Ao’s strength was truly immense. At that moment, Long Ao suddenly let out a great roar.

"All members of the Dragon Sect, retreat!"

’Retreat?’

’What does the Sect Leader mean by this?’ Everyone was completely bewildered, having no idea what their Sect Leader intended. In the end, however, they all withdrew, entering the Dragon Sect and vanishing without a trace.

Once everyone had withdrawn, the remaining members of the Four Great Forces were left somewhat stunned, unsure of what the Long Ao before them was planning. This was especially true for Long Lin and the other three. No matter how you looked at it, their opponent was only a Realm King. ’Does he really intend to fight all of us by himself?’

The Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques: First, the Netherworld Nine-Link Strike; second, the Ice-Sealed Heart Devourer; third, the Sea of Blazing Flames; fourth, the World-Ending Blade Aura; fifth, the Ten Thousand Bones Soul Devourer; sixth, the Meteor Burst Shattering; seventh, Tearing Heaven and Earth; and eighth, Sword Breaks the Firmament.

Under normal circumstances, to use the eighth technique, Sword Breaks the Firmament, Long Ao would need to be at the Realm Emperor Realm at the very least. If he were to forcibly use Sword Breaks the Firmament with the strength of a Realm King, not only would his power be instantly drained, but he might even suffer from the backlash.

In truth, fighting with his normal power, Long Ao was fully confident he could slaughter every last person from the Four Great Forces, leaving none behind.

But Long Ao didn’t want to do it that way. He wanted to make the Four Great Forces remember this one strike of his forever. Even if it meant temporarily exhausting his strength, even if he risked suffering the backlash, he was determined to forcibly use Sword Breaks the Firmament.

In the Nine Heavens, Long Ao’s blood-red hair danced wildly, his black robes fluttering. Wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, he stood tall in the sky, coldly eyeing the dozens of people before him. Suddenly, a heaven-shaking momentum erupted from his body, and the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand began to move.