War God Long Ao

Things had reached this point, and Long Ao knew he had to win a decisive victory to make his opponent accept the loss wholeheartedly.

For this very reason, the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber appeared in his hand. He looked coldly at Long Chen and suddenly said, "The power of Sword Breaks the Firmament is too great. If I use it, you will surely die. Why don’t you try facing Heaven and Earth Rending first?"

Before Long Chen could even speak, a powerful momentum erupted from Long Ao.

Immediately after, Long Ao infused Heaven and Earth’s Momentum into his Sword Aura and slashed down. The Heaven-Shocking Blade Aura, carrying a terrifying Sword Force, came hurtling down.

HSSSSSS...

Long Chen’s face was a mask of utter shock. He had only heard of it before and hadn’t felt its full impact, but now, experiencing it firsthand, he truly understood the terrifying might of the Sword Aura.

Not daring to be the least bit careless, Long Chen also unleashed his strongest attack.

But now, the Heaven-Shocking Blade Aura instantly tore open space, and a Space Rift began to madly devour everything around it. Long Ao’s cold voice drifted over.

"Surrender, or die."

It had to be admitted that Long Ao was incredibly arrogant, but he had the capital to back it up. After all, the final two of the eight techniques of Blood-Drinking were so powerful they could easily slay not just a Realm King, but even a Realm Emperor.

’Surrender?’

’Die?’

Whether it was surrendering or dying, Long Chen wanted to accept neither. He was completely stunned by the terrifying might of the Sword Aura, but as a Dragon Martial Artist—and one on the Dragon Ranking at that—his dignity as a Martial Artist was on the line.

He would rather die in battle than surrender.

For that very reason, Long Chen resolutely unleashed his strongest attack.

’Stubborn fool.’

Long Ao had no other choice. The Sword Aura reached Long Chen and instantly devoured him. At that exact moment, however, Long Ao moved like lightning, darting into the Sword Aura and forcefully pulling Long Chen out.

With Long Ao’s current strength, he could use the Blood Drinking Seventh Technique: Heaven and Earth Rending with ease. Although it would still drain a portion of his power, it was nothing like it had been before.

Looking at the young man before him, Long Chen’s face was filled with dejection and bitterness.

With a deep sigh, Long Chen said, "Long Ao, I’ve lost. From this moment on, you are officially number one hundred on the Dragon Ranking. With your talent and potential, you will definitely break into the top ninety within three years."

’Three years?’

Long Ao was stunned. He never imagined that with his Cultivation speed, it would take three years just to break into the top ninety. What did that imply?

Without a doubt, the Dragon Ranking was the most prestigious list in the Long Clan.

"Long Ao, you don’t really understand the Dragon Ranking, do you?"

Long Ao nodded. He had a good impression of Long Chen. Even though the Dragon Sect and the Third Level Long Family were enemies, he truly wanted to befriend this man if possible.

The two of them sat atop the mountain peak, gazing out at the endless void in the distance.

"The Dragon Ranking is the list that every young disciple of the Long Clan dreams of joining. All who manage to enter it are peerless geniuses. Moreover, as long as you can get on the Dragon Ranking..."

Long Ao said nothing, listening quietly.

Long Ao already had some understanding of the Long Clan’s Dragon Ranking. He knew that anyone who could make the list was a genius of exceptional talent.

It was even rumored that as long as a disciple from a Long Family of the Third Level or below managed to get on the Dragon Ranking, they would gain the special attention and nurturing of the Long Clan, allowing them to soar to new heights.

"Long Ao, what do you think of my strength?"

Although he had no idea why Long Chen was asking, Long Ao still answered truthfully, "You’re very strong. Among those in the ordinary Domain, you’re the number one person."

"No need to comfort me. If you hadn’t appeared, perhaps I would still be the best. But now, you are."

’The best?’ Long Ao knew perfectly well that while he and Long Chen might be considered immensely powerful on the Kyushu Continent, in the context of the entire Long Clan, they were nothing. After all, someone as strong as Long Chen had only managed to secure the 100th spot on the Dragon Ranking. That alone showed just how prestigious the list truly was.

"Long Ao, I can tell you this clearly: with my level of strength, I’m not actually qualified to be on the Dragon Ranking."

’Not qualified?’ Long Chen’s words left Long Ao confused. ’What does he mean? If he isn’t qualified, how can he be ranked 100th on the Dragon Ranking?’

With a helpless smile, Long Chen said, "The Long Clan is far more powerful than you know. To even get on the Dragon Ranking, you must be a Void Saint Martial Artist at a minimum. To rank any higher, you’d have to break through to the Great Emperor Realm."

’Damn.’ Long Ao couldn’t help but curse inwardly. He had never, ever imagined that one had to become a Void Saint Martial Artist just to be qualified to vie for a spot on the Dragon Ranking.

’Back when he discussed the Dragon Ranking with Long Potian, Potian had implied that reaching the Void Realm was enough to get on the list. But now it seemed that, let alone the Void Realm, even the Void Saint Realm might not be enough to crack the top twenty. For that, you’d probably need to be a Great Emperor Martial Artist.’

’What kind of absurd standard was that?’ Long Ao was beginning to realize that the Long Clan’s power was unfathomable, and getting on the Dragon Ranking was going to be incredibly difficult.

"Long Chen, if only a Void Saint Martial Artist is qualified for the Dragon Ranking, then how did you get on it?"

"Luck."

"Luck?"

"That’s right, I relied on pure luck. The person who was 100th on the Dragon Ranking was gravely injured, and I happened to run into him. He knew he was about to fall, so he insisted on fighting me and essentially gave his rank to me. Otherwise, with my strength, I would have had no chance of getting on the Dragon Ranking."

’So that’s how it was.’ Although Long Ao was confident in his own abilities, he was also self-aware. With his current strength, dealing with Realm Kings was easy. He could even put up a fight against a Realm Emperor by using the Blood-Drinking Eighth Technique. However, when it came to a Void Saint Martial Artist, Long Ao lacked absolute confidence.

’In other words, neither he nor Long Chen was truly qualified to be on the Dragon Ranking.’ He gave a helpless smile. ’Perhaps in the eyes of the world, their strength was already immense, but the two of them knew better than anyone that they were still far too weak. They had a long way to go.’

"Long Ao, regardless of the grudge between the clan and the Dragon Sect, I want to be your friend. What do you say?"

"No problem. You could say we wouldn’t have gotten to know each other if we hadn’t fought."

"Long Ao, since we are friends, let me give you some advice. If you can, give up now. If you truly anger the Imperial City and the clan, the consequences will be unimaginable. The power and foundations of the Four Great Dominators of the Kyushu Domain are no joke. You are nowhere near their level yet."

’Long Ao was well aware of the concerns Long Chen raised. But could he really choose to give up?’