War God Long Ao

The Water Qilin stared blankly, utterly stupefied by the ten-thousand-zhang Long Ying that had suddenly appeared before him.

As a Divine Beast of the Qilin Race, the Water Qilin naturally knew of the Ancient Divine Dragon’s existence.

During the Ancient Times, a supreme expert had appeared in the Dragon Race—the Ancient Divine Dragon. It was he who had led the Dragon Race to an era of unprecedented prosperity.

However, because Long Tian and the Ancient Divine Dragon had confronted the Celestial Dao, they were mercilessly obliterated. As a result, the Ancient Divine Dragon had fallen—a fact known to all.

’If that’s the case, could the Ancient Divine Dragon before me be a fake?’

’The dragon itself might be an imposter, but its aura... that could never be faked.’

It was for this very reason that the Water Qilin was absolutely certain: the ten-thousand-zhang Long Ying that had suddenly appeared was, without a doubt, the so-called Ancient Divine Dragon—the one who had already fallen.

"Water Qilin."

"Elder Divine Dragon, what are your orders?"

’His body trembled in fear. The Water Qilin felt that the Ancient Divine Dragon before him could obliterate him with just a hint of his aura. It was terrifying. So this was the true power of the Dragon Race’s strongest expert.’

"Do you know the identity of the person you were just hunting?"

"I do not. Please enlighten me, Elder Divine Dragon."

"Long Ao. My successor."

With just that simple sentence, the Water Qilin’s expression turned incredibly sour. He knew exactly what the Ancient Divine Dragon meant.

’Since this kid is the Ancient Divine Dragon’s successor, I can’t act against him anymore. My reluctance turned into rage, but I could only keep it inside. I didn’t dare let a trace of it show on my face.’

’The Ancient Divine Dragon... the strongest expert of the Dragon Race, the supreme being who once fought against the Celestial Dao.’

"Water Qilin. You object?"

’Do I dare object?’

Cursing inwardly, the Water Qilin said respectfully, "Elder Divine Dragon, it’s not that I object. It’s just that this boy stole two of my Divine Fruits. I only wished to retrieve them."

"Those two Divine Fruits belong to Long Ao now."

The Water Qilin’s expression grew cold, but he didn’t dare say more. He had to admit that the Ancient Divine Dragon was incredibly domineering, but he had the strength to justify it.

"Elder Divine Dragon, if my old ancestor knew you were still alive, he would be overjoyed."

’The Qilin Race’s old ancestor?’

The Water Qilin had just finished speaking when a rift was suddenly torn open in the void. From within, a spectral Qilin emerged—a ten-thousand-zhang phantom, face to face with the Ancient Divine Dragon.

The Ancient Qilin.

In the Ancient Times, both the Ancient Divine Dragon and the Ancient Qilin were supreme beings. However, the Ancient Divine Dragon was ultimately obliterated by the Celestial Dao, causing the Dragon Race’s overall strength to slowly fall behind that of the Qilin Race.

"Old friend, I’m truly glad to see you. It’s hard to believe... that the Celestial Dao didn’t manage to obliterate your soul."

"Hmph."

The Ancient Divine Dragon seemed quite displeased to see the Ancient Qilin, letting out a cold snort. But he was also surprised. ’How could the Ancient Qilin have sensed my presence? I only just appeared.’

As if reading the Ancient Divine Dragon’s mind, the Ancient Qilin laughed. "Don’t worry, old friend. The Celestial Dao doesn’t know you’re here. The only reason I could sense your presence was thanks to the ultimate treasure of my Qilin Race."

Nodding, the Ancient Divine Dragon was, of course, well aware of the power of the Qilin Race’s ultimate treasure.

"I want revenge."

Sighing deeply, the Ancient Qilin spoke with a sense of resignation. "After all these years, you’re still so stubborn. You know it’s impossible, yet you insist on trying. The Celestial Dao is not something we can hope to challenge."

"I don’t care. I vow to obliterate the Celestial Dao."

"You’re relying on *him*?"

At just a glance from the Ancient Qilin, Long Ao shivered uncontrollably. ’What terrifying power!’

’Long Ao knew perfectly well that this ten-thousand-zhang Qilin phantom was the old ancestor of the Qilin Race, a supreme being on the same Level as the Ancient Divine Dragon. The only difference was that the Ancient Qilin had not fallen and still existed in the world.’

’He’s too powerful. In the face of such a supreme being, I can’t even think of resisting.’

"He is the successor I found, and he is my only hope."

Shaking his head in disdain, the Ancient Qilin said, "His strength and talent are merely average. There is no hope for your revenge."

Ignoring the Ancient Qilin’s disdain, the Ancient Divine Dragon said resolutely, "I trust my choice. Ancient Qilin, your clansman tried to kill my successor. How do you propose we settle this score?"

"How do you want to settle it?"

"Leave his Divine Spirit behind."

Hearing this, the Water Qilin was so frightened he nearly collapsed. He wasn’t a fool; he knew exactly what the Ancient Divine Dragon wanted his Divine Spirit for. He looked at his old ancestor pitifully, saying nothing, but his eyes and expression pleaded for him.

"Useless creature. Get aside."

The Water Qilin was secretly overjoyed. ’Don’t mind the scolding,’ he thought. ’The more the ancestor scolds me, the less likely he is to abandon me. After all, he’s a being on the same Level as the Ancient Divine Dragon. As long as my ancestor makes a move, the Ancient Divine Dragon won’t dare to be reckless!’

"Old friend, it’s obvious who was in the right and who was in the wrong, so I won’t waste words on it. My clansman is not staying. Not unless you want to fight me. I’ll admit, back in the Ancient Times, your true body might have been my superior. But now...?"

The Ancient Qilin didn’t finish, but his meaning was perfectly clear: with the dragon’s current power, he was no match for the qilin. If he insisted, he would only humiliate himself.

The Ancient Divine Dragon knew this perfectly well. He stared intently at the ten-thousand-zhang Qilin phantom. In truth, he was confident that if he were to aim for mutual destruction, he could easily inflict heavy damage on the Qilin’s Divine Spirit. But he had only one true purpose: revenge against the Celestial Dao.

In the end, the Ancient Divine Dragon chose to compromise.

"Ancient Qilin, I hope to have your assistance."

"Old friend, I know what you’re asking, but I can tell you this clearly: I will not help you. If I were going to, I would have stepped in when you and Long Tian battled the Celestial Dao. I don’t possess your kind of courage—the courage to defy the Celestial Dao."

Before the Ancient Divine Dragon could respond, the Ancient Qilin continued, "Do you know why the Celestial Dao hasn’t annihilated the Dragon Race? It’s simple. It’s using the Dragon Race as bait to lure you out. For old times’ sake, I’ll give you a word of advice: you’d best abandon this quest. As long as your Divine Spirit endures, the Celestial Dao will not move against the Dragon Race. In that sense, their lineage is preserved. Otherwise, the Dragon Race is doomed to extinction."

Hearing the Ancient Qilin’s words, Long Ao finally understood why the Celestial Dao had not annihilated the Dragon Race.