War God Long Ao

The sudden betrayal left everyone rather stunned.

The Snake Emperor, especially, never would have imagined that Piaomiao Palace would treat him this way.

In the end, he had done all this for the Sect. But what was the result?

Seemingly disheartened, the Snake Emperor didn’t dare say another word. He believed that if he did, the two ancestors would surely kill him.

With a dejected turn, the Snake Emperor walked away, step by step.

In just one hour, the Snake Emperor’s status had plummeted. He had gone from being the Palace Master of Piaomiao Palace to being expelled from the Sect. Not only that, but even his Dantian had been destroyed, turning him into a complete and utter cripple.

After the Snake Emperor left, Feng Wuyi suddenly said, "Long Ao, I’ll give you one last chance. Kill yourself."

"And I’ll tell you one last time: impossible."

Long Ao immediately grew vigilant. No matter what, he was facing two opponents. With two Saints joining forces, he had no way of resisting them. A head-on confrontation would be certain death.

At that moment, the two Saints simultaneously unleashed their powerful Holy Yuan Momentum, ruthlessly bearing down on Long Ao.

An ordinary Void Martial Artist would have been completely unable to resist, but Long Ao’s situation was entirely different.

His Heaven and Earth’s Momentum directly suppressed and pushed back their two waves of Holy Yuan Momentum.

Feeling this terrifying Heaven and Earth’s Momentum, the two Saints’ expressions changed drastically. They exclaimed in unison, "Nirvana Rebirth."

But on second thought, the two Saints immediately dismissed their own guess. ’He’s clearly just a World King Martial Artist, it can’t be Nirvana Rebirth. But how else can we explain this Heaven and Earth’s Momentum?’

No matter how they thought about it, the two Saints couldn’t figure it out.

But things had already reached this point. The two Saints had decided that no matter what, they had to kill him.

At that exact moment, however, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Long Ao. With a small smile, Tong Ling’Er reached out and patted the air lightly. The two Saints were shocked to find their Cultivation being forcibly suppressed.

"Who are you?"

The two Saints’ faces were filled with utter terror. The young woman who had suddenly appeared before them was far too powerful. All at once, they seemed to guess something. Liu Boming roared in terror, "Are you a Great Emperor Martial Artist?"

A Great Emperor Martial Artist?

The thought that she might be a Great Emperor Martial Artist left both Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming at a loss. They weren’t fools; they could clearly see that she had a good relationship with Long Ao. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have stepped in on his behalf.

"I’ll give you credit for being perceptive. The grudge between Piaomiao Palace and the Dragon Sect will be wiped clean, starting now. Are you willing?"

Wiped clean?

Hearing her words, the two of them were of course unwilling. But did they have a choice?

The young woman before them was a genuine Great Emperor Martial Artist. She could annihilate Piaomiao Palace with a wave of her hand. Provoking a Great Emperor Martial Artist was no different from seeking death.

But to let Long Ao and the Dragon Sect go just like that... they were truly unwilling to accept it. Yet, looking at the Great Emperor Martial Artist before them, they were utterly powerless.

"You’re not convinced?"

Tong Ling’Er asked with a smile. As a Great Emperor Martial Artist, her aura was immense. Just by standing there, she made everyone tremble with fear. This was the might of a Great Emperor—irresistible.

"Senior, Long Ao destroyed the Cultivation of our Piaomiao Palace’s Palace Master and killed our Elder. If this matter is just dropped, where will our Piaomiao Palace’s honor be?"

"Hmph."

Before they could finish speaking, Tong Ling’Er instantly unleashed a powerful aura that ruthlessly bore down on them.

"Senior—"

"Shut your mouths. What do you think you are? Let me tell you clearly: whether it’s the two of you or your so-called Piaomiao Palace, you’re all trash in my eyes. If I wanted to annihilate your Piaomiao Palace, it would be as easy as flipping my hand. Do you believe me?"

How could they not believe her?

She was a genuine Great Emperor Martial Artist. Annihilating Piaomiao Palace would be a matter of minutes for her.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming knew in their hearts that she wasn’t joking with them. Although they didn’t know what her relationship with Long Ao was, with a Great Emperor Martial Artist stepping forward, they had no choice but to silently endure it, even if they were a million times unwilling to let the matter drop.

A head-on confrontation meant certain death.

To choose compromise was to be filled with resentment.

After weighing their options, the two ultimately chose to compromise. After all, the power of a Great Emperor Martial Artist was too immense. They couldn’t possibly contend with one. Even if their Sect’s own patriarch came personally, he wouldn’t be able to stand against this Great Emperor Martial Artist.

"Since Senior has intervened, we will spare Long Ao today. But Long Ao, I’m warning you, if it weren’t for Senior here today, leaving this place would have been a pipe dream. I must still remind you: from now on, you’d best not provoke Piaomiao Palace. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place."

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming were no fools. If this Great Emperor truly intended to help the Dragon Sect and Long Ao, she would have directly annihilated Piaomiao Palace, one hundred percent. She wouldn’t be dithering like this.

As for why this Great Emperor didn’t force the issue, that they couldn’t figure out.

"Piaomiao Palace, I’ll repeat myself. From this day forward, the Dragon Sect and Piaomiao Palace are irreconcilable enemies. It’s either you die, or I die. You’d best pray, because the day I rise to power will be the day Piaomiao Palace is annihilated."

"You—"

Waving her hand, Tong Ling’Er said with a smile, "It seems resolving the grudge between you is impossible. But Piaomiao Palace is indeed at an advantage. After all, the Dragon Sect was only just established. How about this: Piaomiao Palace and the Dragon Sect will agree to a one-year pact. What do you say?"

"Senior, what is this one-year pact?"

"The one-year pact is simple. For one year, neither the Dragon Sect nor Piaomiao Palace may make a move against the other. After one year, the two sides will go to war. Life and death will not matter. How about it?"

Hearing this so-called one-year pact, the two cursed inwardly, ’Damn it, this is clearly just buying time for Long Ao.’ One year wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short, either.

Although they were wary of Long Ao’s growth and talent, they were completely confident. Never mind giving Long Ao one year, what could he possibly do even with three?

Could it be that after one year, the Dragon Sect would be able to contend with Piaomiao Palace?

An impossible thought.

Precisely because of this, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming said with a cold smile, "We have no problem with that. We just don’t know if Long Ao dares to accept the challenge."

"One year from now, I will personally lead the Dragon Sect to annihilate your Piaomiao Palace. I hope you won’t be so scared your legs go soft then."

Long Ao said no more, turning to leave. Tong Ling’Er simply smiled and followed him.

The two watched Long Ao’s receding figure, their Killing Intent surging. This time, Piaomiao Palace had been utterly disgraced. After all, word of Long Ao wreaking havoc in Piaomiao Palace had already spread throughout the entire Kyushu Continent.