War God Long Ao

News of Long Ao storming Piaomiao Palace spread across Kyushu in an instant.

It was as if everyone had long grown accustomed to it, and no one was the least bit surprised.

Everyone was only looking forward to one thing: whether or not Long Ao had succeeded.

When the news that Long Ao had crippled the Piaomiao Palace Master’s Cultivation and instantly killed a Semi-Saint spread, all of Kyushu was completely shaken. Everyone was astonished.

Instantly killing a Semi-Saint?

What did that even mean?

Could it be that Long Ao’s Cultivation had also broken through to become a Semi-Saint Martial Artist?

But as everyone knew, Long Ao’s Cultivation had only just reached Peak Realm King. Forget the so-called Semi-Saint Realm; he hadn’t even broken through to the Realm Emperor Realm.

If that was the case, just how had Long Ao managed it?

Normally, everyone would have been certain that Long Ao was doomed to lose his one-year agreement with Piaomiao Palace. But this time, he had stormed the palace and left safely. Based on that alone, everyone was now looking forward to his comeback in a year.

The stories about how Long Ao had escaped varied wildly.

But one thing was certain: Long Ao’s Cultivation had definitely not broken through to the Semi-Saint Realm, and he was no match for a Saint. Otherwise, knowing Long Ao’s personality, he would have likely slaughtered everyone in Piaomiao Palace by now.

Having left Piaomiao Palace.

"Thank you."

Long Ao didn’t waste words. He was truly grateful to Tong Ling’Er for helping him escape Piaomiao Palace this time.

’He knew very well that if Tong Ling’Er hadn’t shown up when she did, he never would have been able to escape Piaomiao Palace on his own.’

’Never mind the two Saints. Just the two Semi-Saint Martial Artists Piaomiao Palace sent out would have made it difficult for me to leave. Although I did manage to instantly kill a Semi-Saint Martial Artist, that was pure luck.’

’In the end, a Realm King and a Semi-Saint, let alone a Saint, were simply on completely different levels.’

"Long Ao, you don’t have to thank me. I admire your courage, but you also need to know your own limits."

Shrugging helplessly, Long Ao didn’t say anything.

"Long Ao, did you know that inside Piaomiao Palace, there aren’t just Semi-Saints and Saints, but also a Great Emperor Martial Artist?"

"Hm?"

Hearing this, Long Ao was stunned. He had never imagined that Piaomiao Palace actually had a Great Emperor Martial Artist holding down the fort. A chill ran down his spine just thinking about it. ’If that Great Emperor Martial Artist had made a move, could I have stood against him?’

"I can say for certain that not even the other three great powers know about this Great Emperor Martial Artist in Piaomiao Palace. He’s hidden himself very deeply. When you just used your Talent Divine Abilities, this person’s aura fluctuated slightly. Otherwise, even I wouldn’t have been able to sense his presence."

’A Sealed Titled Emperor.’

Based on what Tong Ling’Er said, Long Ao could almost certainly conclude that this Great Emperor in Piaomiao Palace was a Sealed Titled Emperor.

Long Ao’s heart grew heavier. He knew that for his one-year agreement with Piaomiao Palace, defeating them would be no easy task.

In other words, to defeat Piaomiao Palace, he would first have to kill this Sealed Titled Emperor. Otherwise, all bets were off.

Seeing the ugly expression on Long Ao’s face, Tong Ling’Er rolled her eyes and said, "If you don’t even have this much confidence, what makes you think you can find my senior sister?"

"Long Ao, I can tell you plainly, the Sect I belong to is far more powerful than Piaomiao Palace. If you can’t even defeat Piaomiao Palace, then don’t even think about coming to my Sect, much less looking for my senior sister."

Nodding, Long Ao confirmed what he had long suspected. The Sect behind Yuyin and Tong Ling’Er was incredibly powerful. Setting aside the strength of Yuyin’s master, Tong Ling’Er alone was a genuine Great Emperor Martial Artist.

’If that’s the case... could Yuyin’s master be a Divine Dao Martial Artist?’

The thought that Yuyin’s master might very well be a Divine Dao Martial Artist made Long Ao’s heart skip a beat. It was clear just how powerful the Sect behind Yuyin was.

Long Ao’s heart sank to the depths. If this was true, then even if he managed to find Yuyin in the future, his current strength would be completely useless.

’Strength.’

Long Ao knew that in his current situation, he had to possess immense strength. Otherwise, forget protecting himself—he couldn’t even guarantee the safety of his family, his brothers, or the woman he loved.

"No confidence?"

"No matter what, I have to find Yuyin."

Seeing Long Ao’s determined expression, Tong Ling’Er was taken aback for a moment. Suddenly, she cursed herself inwardly. ’What in the world is wrong with me? Why am I acting like this?’

"Long Ao, if you want to see my senior sister, remember one thing: don’t be reckless. Take this time, for instance. If I hadn’t shown up when I did, you’d already be dead. So, I’ll say it again: I hope you’ll take care of yourself."

"You’re leaving?"

Long Ao wasn’t an idiot. He knew that for Tong Ling’Er to say such a thing, she must be preparing to leave. Before, he would have been thrilled to see her go. After all, he had no control over her, and who knew if she was friend or foe.

But now, Long Ao was one hundred percent confident that Tong Ling’Er held no ill will toward him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have appeared to help him this time.

Nodding, Tong Ling’Er said, "I came back with my master this time mainly to see what kind of person you are. Now that I have, I see that although you’re a bit of a womanizer, you’re still worthy of my senior sister’s affection. Long Ao, before I go, let me give you a piece of advice: until you have the strength to break through to the Great Emperor Realm, you’d best not come looking for my senior sister. Otherwise, you’ll not only bring disaster upon yourself, but upon her as well."

’A Great Emperor Martial Artist.’

Yuyin’s master had also once said that his Cultivation had to break through to the Great Emperor Realm before he could see Yuyin. It now seemed that Yuyin’s Sect was far too powerful. If he went with his current strength, he indeed wouldn’t measure up.

Forcibly suppressing the impulse and longing in his heart, Long Ao knew he absolutely could not act rashly, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Long Ao, I’m leaving now. With my deterrence, I believe Piaomiao Palace won’t trouble you for the next year. But there’s no guarantee they won’t try to kill you using a borrowed knife. So, again, don’t be reckless in anything you do. Think of my senior sister in all things."

After saying this, Tong Ling’Er turned and left.

Watching her gradually disappearing figure, Long Ao sighed with emotion. He realized that Tong Ling’Er was not a simple person at all. She was moody and completely unpredictable, smiling one moment and turning hostile the next.

’Yuyin.’

He repeated her name silently in his heart. This time, storming Piaomiao Palace, he had barely escaped with his life. If Tong Ling’Er hadn’t arrived in time, he believed he would already be a wandering soul.

Turning to look toward Piaomiao Palace in the distance, Long Ao knew he only had one year. After that year, he had to destroy Piaomiao Palace. Otherwise, he and his family would be destroyed by them.

It was a matter of kill or be killed. Victory or defeat would be decided in one year.