War God Long Ao

Saints had arrived.

And two Saints, at that.

Upon seeing the two elders who had suddenly appeared, all the disciples of Piaomiao Palace were overjoyed, each one staring elatedly at the two elders in the distance.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming, the two great Saints of Piaomiao Palace.

The two would normally never make an appearance. They spent their years in seclusion, striving to break through to the Earth Saint Realm.

But Long Ao’s massacre had forced the two of them out of seclusion.

Looking at the two Saints before him, Long Ao’s expression turned grim. He wasn’t surprised in the least, however, as he had long suspected that Piaomiao Palace had Saints in its ranks.

But Long Ao had never imagined that *two* Saints would appear. It seemed Piaomiao Palace was determined to fight him to the death.

But on second thought, it made sense.

After all, he had crippled the Snake Emperor’s Dantian and instantly killed a Wan Gu Saint. If Piaomiao Palace could tolerate even that, they might as well all kill themselves.

"You are the Dragon Sect Master, Long Ao?"

"I am. And who might you two be?"

Long Ao showed no fear, his eyes locked onto the two men before him.

It was because of this that everyone in the surrounding crowd began to curse him.

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are, acting so brazenly before our Patriarchs? Go to hell!"

"You’re courting death."

"The Dragon Sect Master, Long Ao? He should be called She Ao instead! HAHAHAHA!"

Before the two Saints arrived, no one in the crowd would have dared to be so insolent. But with their patriarchs present, the disciples seemed to have found their backbone and began to shout abuse.

With a wave of his hand, Liu Boming smiled and said, "Feng Wuyi. Liu Boming."

"Patriarch, kill that reckless fool! We’re behind you!"

Before the man could even finish his sentence, a silent flash of Sword Aura sliced through him, cutting him in two. The surrounding crowd scattered in terror.

"Bark again, and I’ll kill you."

Long Ao’s voice was extremely cold and sinister, like a God of Slaughter from Hell. He gave a cold glance at the surroundings, scaring everyone into silence. They stared in terror at the young man before them.

Everyone stared blankly at Long Ao, wondering if he was insane. To dare to kill a Piaomiao Palace disciple right in front of two Saints... that was a level of arrogance that defied belief.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, everyone swallowed hard, staring at Long Ao in terror. Not a single person dared to say another word.

From beginning to end, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming said nothing, nor did they move to stop him. They just watched Long Ao with smiles on their faces.

"It seems our Piaomiao Palace has been lax in its discipline. Death is death. But regardless, he was a disciple of our sect. It was hardly your place to be the one to kill him, wouldn’t you agree?"

A smile hiding a dagger.

On the surface, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming showed no sign of anger. But any discerning person could see at a glance that the two were enraged, barely restraining themselves from lashing out.

At this, Long Ao suddenly burst into wild, unrestrained laughter, showing no regard for the two Saints whatsoever.

"Long Ao, what are you laughing at?"

"I’m laughing at your shamelessness. At the shamelessness of Piaomiao Palace."

"You’re courting death."

Waving a hand dismissively, Long Ao felt little fear. ’Things have already come to this. The worst that can happen is death, anyway.’

"I know you’re very confident. But I can tell you this unequivocally: unless you can kill me instantly, with my skills, slaughtering the rest of your Piaomiao Palace would be as easy as turning over my hand."

The two men had been brimming with confidence, but upon hearing Long Ao’s threat, their expressions instantly turned cold.

They were fully confident in their ability to kill him. But as he said, if Long Ao managed to escape, the consequences would be unthinkable. They had just witnessed his power firsthand. From ordinary disciples all the way up to Saints, who among them could survive one of Long Ao’s assassination attempts?

They couldn’t afford to be rash. If they failed to kill him in one decisive blow, the aftermath would be unimaginable.

’Are the two Saints... afraid?’

Seeing their two patriarchs standing motionless and silent, all the Piaomiao Palace disciples were dumbfounded. Deep down, every one of them knew the truth: their patriarchs had been intimidated by Long Ao’s bluff.

Though none of them wanted to believe it, the truth was laid bare before them, leaving them no choice but to accept it.

"Long Ao, you killed a Semi-Saint Elder of our Piaomiao Palace. This debt of hatred is now set in stone; it will not end until one of us is dead. You won’t be leaving here today. Seeing as you are something of a genius, I can do you this one kindness. If you commit suicide here and now, our Piaomiao Palace will no longer oppose the Dragon Sect. How about it?"

As the patriarchs of Piaomiao Palace, if Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming gave their word, it was certain that the two great sects would not continue their war in the future.

But would Long Ao commit suicide?

Long Ao was no fool. If he died, even if Piaomiao Palace didn’t move against the Dragon Sect, would the other Three Great Forces really do the same?

One must always prepare for the worst-case scenario. What if Piaomiao Palace went back on its word?

Regardless, Long Ao would never commit suicide.

With a scornful laugh, Long Ao said contemptuously, "And what if I don’t agree?"

"Hmph. Long Ao, don’t push your luck. If you refuse to kill yourself, then it won’t just be you who dies. Your family and your sect will be slaughtered because of your decision. We won’t leave a single one alive."

"Long Ao, a wise man knows when to yield. Don’t think you’re the only one capable of such ruthlessness. I’m telling you, with the might of Piaomiao Palace, annihilating your Long Family and Dragon Sect would be child’s play. Do you believe me?"

"I don’t."

Long Ao suddenly laughed. "You sure talk big. What makes you think Piaomiao Palace is so special? Your Four Great Forces once boasted you could annihilate my Dragon Sect. And what was the result? Let’s see... it’s been at least three times now, hasn’t it? Besides getting slaughtered by me, what exactly have the Four Great Forces accomplished?"

Without giving the two a chance to reply, Long Ao continued, "No need to brag. At worst, we can settle this once and for all. I’m already prepared for that. My family and my sect will back me up completely."

The more defiant Long Ao was, the more solemn the two Saints became. Their apprehension grew, and they became even more hesitant to act. And so, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

All the Piaomiao Palace disciples stared blankly at the two sides, not knowing how it would end. At this moment, the Snake Emperor, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, "Two Elders, Long Ao killed an Elder of our sect. We absolutely cannot let this matter rest. Otherwise, how can our Piaomiao Palace maintain its standing in Kyushu?"

"Shut your mouth, you useless piece of trash! Get out of my sight! From this moment on, you are no longer the Palace Master of Piaomiao Palace! You’re good for nothing but causing trouble! The sect is in this state today entirely because of you! Snake Emperor, remember this: you’d best keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, we will kill you without hesitation!"