War God Long Ao

Talent Divine Abilities, Dragon's Roar.

An ancient Dragon's Roar resounded through Heaven and Earth as a strange power instantly enveloped Liu Boming.

"Talent Divine Abilities!"

Sensing this terrifying power, the expressions of both Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming changed drastically, their faces filled with disbelief.

Both men knew exactly what Talent Divine Abilities represented.

According to legend, once a disciple of the Long Clan underwent the baptism in the Long Family's ancestral hall, they would undergo a Bloodline Awakening, gain Talent Divine Abilities, and their strength would increase dramatically.

But Long Ao had never had the chance to enter the Long Clan's ancestral hall for the baptism. For this reason, the two could not for the life of them figure out how Long Ao possessed Talent Divine Abilities.

Caught off guard, Liu Boming was instantly enveloped by the Talent Divine Abilities.

Liu Boming found his body locked in place and the flow of Time around him altered. 'What on earth is happening?'

Not daring to be careless in the slightest, Liu Boming circulated all the power in his body to break free. A Saint was a Saint, after all; the Talent Divine Abilities didn't seem to be of much use against him.

Long Ao hadn't used his Talent Divine Abilities, Dragon's Roar, to defeat or kill Liu Boming, but rather as a delaying tactic.

'According to our agreement, as long as I can withstand ten moves, I win.'

Ten moves. It sounded simple, but enduring them was a nearly impossible task.

However, by first using Heaven and Earth Mourn Together and Blood-Drinking Devouring, then his Talent Divine Abilities, Long Ao had managed to stall for seven moves. Only three more to go, and he would win.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming had also figured out what Long Ao was thinking.

Having been tricked for seven consecutive moves without even a chance to react properly, Liu Boming was utterly frustrated.

'A magnificent Saint like me, repeatedly duped by a mere World Emperor Martial Artist! If word of this gets out, I'll be a laughingstock.'

"Long Ao, for these last three moves, I'd like to see just how you'll defend yourself."

"Idiot."

Done wasting words, Long Ao continued to press his advantage. This time, he neither used his so-called Talent Divine Abilities nor Heaven and Earth Mourn Together, but instead retrieved the Death Bell from his robes.

He channeled his Soul Power into the Death Bell.

At that moment, a deep and eerie toll rang out, spreading in all directions, its sound rolling outward, long and abyssal.

The Death Bell.

'This is the first time I've used the Death Bell since I got it. I have no idea how powerful it is, but I'm certain of one thing: it's a supreme treasure of a Divine Dao Martial Artist. Its power can't be that bad.'

When the Death Bell tolled, anyone affected by its sound would feel as if a hammer were viciously and relentlessly striking their very soul.

Saints were no exception.

Liu Boming was shocked, feeling his soul being hammered violently. Fortunately, he was protected by his Power of Sacred Essence; otherwise, that single toll would have been enough to make him fall.

'Is Long Ao even human?' Only now did Liu Boming begin to feel true apprehension. He and Feng Wuyi knew very well that because of the strange techniques Long Ao was unleashing one after another, any Semi-Saint Martial Artist in their place would have been caught off guard and killed, without a doubt.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming joined forces, releasing their Power of Sacred Essence to instantly nullify the toll of the Death Bell. But by doing so, they had violated their agreement.

According to the agreement, this was a battle between Long Ao and Liu Boming; Feng Wuyi was not supposed to interfere. But what had he done?

Eight moves had passed. Only two remained.

Long Ao simply looked at the two men with a cold smile, not saying a word, but his face was a mask of mockery and contempt.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming were cursing Long Ao fiercely in their hearts. 'But no matter what, we were the ones who broke the agreement first. We had no choice, though. That bell was terrifying. If we hadn't acted, who knows what would have happened?'

"Feng Wuyi, Liu Boming, does this count as my win?"

"It does not."

Long Ao had expected them to say as much. 'I've met shameless people before, but never anyone so disgustingly shameless. They were the ones who broke the agreement, yet they act so self-righteous. It's nauseating.'

"Long Ao, I only acted out of urgency just now. Let's say that nine moves have passed, with only one remaining. As long as you can withstand the tenth move, this battle will be your victory."

Long Ao didn't waste any more breath. He knew he had used up all his trump cards. Blocking Liu Boming's final move would be no easy feat.

This time, Liu Boming didn't release his Holy Yuan Momentum. 'In any case,' he thought, 'he possesses Heaven and Earth's Momentum, which suppressed mine just now. It'd be useless to release it again.'

For that very reason, Liu Boming shot forward like an arrow. Before he even arrived, a terrifying Fist Force was already upon his target.

All his strength was gathered in his fists. Under these circumstances, Long Ao had no choice but to meet force with force. He too threw out his fists, and in the next moment, their fists slammed violently into each other.

Waves of Fist Force scattered and crashed into one another.

The instant their fists collided, Long Ao's expression changed drastically. "Shameless bastards!" he cursed.

It turned out that Liu Boming's attack wasn't just backed by his own power; it was a Fusion of his and Feng Wuyi's strength. One could only imagine the might of a full-powered strike from two Saints combined.

Long Ao knew they were shameless, but he never imagined they would stoop this low. 'They clearly agreed only one of them would attack, but what happened?'

Feng Wuyi's sudden move, channeling all his power into Liu Boming, was a gamble. Since things had reached this point, they couldn't possibly let Long Ao live. Otherwise, putting aside their own reputations, his potential and room for growth alone were enough to terrify them.

To prevent future trouble, they ultimately chose this course of action. No matter what, even if it meant being ridiculed later, it was all worth it as long as they could kill Long Ao.

There was no way Long Ao could block a punch from two Saints. With a thunderous BOOM, his entire body was sent flying backward. He violently spat blood in mid-air, his body convulsing wildly. It was clear at a glance that he wouldn't survive.

Both Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming were completely confident in their joint attack. Forget a mere Realm Emperor; even a Semi-Saint Peak Martial Artist could not have withstood it. Even another Saint would undoubtedly die if struck by the two of them.

Such was the unstoppable might of two Saints joining forces.

However, Long Ao was not killed by the punch. After all, his Desolate Sacred Body had dispersed fifty percent of the force. Even so, he could feel that all of his internal organs had been displaced, as if his body might fall apart at any moment.

Not daring to be careless for even an instant, Long Ao forced himself to a stop.