Chapter 563: Spatial Roar

Chapter 563: Chapter 563: Spatial Roar

"How refreshing. To be frank, I am also a Reincarnation Martial Artist."

’I already knew.’

Long Ao found it rather amusing. For Wang Hao to seek him out for no apparent reason, just to tell him this... it was truly a pointless hassle.

"Wang Hao, why exactly did you seek me out?"

"It’s simple. I want to join forces with you to destroy the Holy Mountain. Then, we can split Cloud Island between us. What do you say?"

"Just the two of us?"

Long Ao had already sensed the aura emanating from him—it was that of the Semi-Saint Realm. In just a few short days, Wang Hao had broken through from a Great Venerable to a Semi-Saint. He had to admit, the reincarnations of Divine Dao Martial Artists were truly formidable.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before Wang Hao awakened his entire Divine Spirit and truly reached the Peak Realm of his past life.

"Long Ao, don’t play dumb. I’m well aware of your strength. You just haven’t awakened your Divine Spirit yet."

Before Long Ao could respond, Wang Hao continued, "Once our Divine Spirits awaken, we’ll both be Divine Dao Martial Artists. I can’t vouch for the Outer Sea, but destroying a minor place like the Holy Mountain would be child’s play. What do you say?"

"Wang Hao, I’m curious. We both know how powerful the Holy Mountain is. That being the case, you could easily destroy it on your own. Why come to me?"

’This was something Long Ao truly couldn’t understand.’

After all, Wang Hao had already reached the Semi-Saint Realm. In less than three years, he would surely awaken his entire Divine Spirit. Once he attained the Divine Dao, he could easily destroy the Holy Mountain and dominate Cloud Island by himself.

’So why did Wang Hao still need him?’

’Had Wang Hao really lost his mind? Did he actually want to find someone to share half of Cloud Island with?’

"Long Ao, we’re both straightforward people, so I won’t beat around the bush. I had many enemies in my past life, but I was unable to get my revenge. That’s why I need an ally, and you are the most suitable candidate."

’I see.’

"My request is simple. If you help me kill my enemies, I’ll give you all of Cloud Island. How about it?"

"Sorry, I prefer to work alone. You should find someone else."

’Rejected?’

Hearing the refusal, Wang Hao’s expression instantly turned grim. In a cold voice, he said, "Long Ao, they say a wise man submits to the circumstances. You haven’t awakened your Divine Spirit yet. If I were to kill you now, do you think you’d ever get the chance?"

"You want to kill me?"

"That’s right. If you won’t be my friend, then you’re my enemy. And as for the fate of my enemies... I’m sure you don’t know yet, so I’ll tell you. Every single one of my enemies meets the same end: death."

Long Ao snorted. "I won’t agree. I’d very much like to see you try and kill me."

’How arrogant.’

Wang Hao really couldn’t understand what gave Long Ao such confidence. After all, he had already awakened a third of his Divine Spirit, and his Cultivation had broken through to the Semi-Saint Realm. On Cloud Island, he was practically invincible, second only to the Holy Mountain.

But what about Long Ao? From what Wang Hao could tell, he was just a puny Great Venerable Martial Artist.

The gap between a Great Venerable Martial Artist and a Semi-Saint Martial Artist was immense. A Semi-Saint could kill a Great Venerable with a mere flick of the wrist.

Because of this, Wang Hao was completely confident that he could crush the man before him like an ant whenever he pleased.

"Long Ao, I’m giving you one last chance. Do you agree?"

"Then let me answer you one last time: I will not agree. I’m starting to wonder if there’s something wrong with your ears. Or do you just not understand me?"

’Long Ao had no intention of allying with Wang Hao. A man like him was far too dangerous. If he were to form an alliance with Wang Hao, there would only be one possible outcome, without a doubt.’

’Since he already knew the outcome, why would he agree?’

’Besides, Long Ao knew he wasn’t a Divine Reincarnation Martial Artist at all. If he allied with Wang Hao, the other man’s strength would increase at a terrifying rate, while he would slowly be reduced to a mere puppet.’

Wang Hao’s expression grew increasingly cold. He suddenly asked, "Do you have any idea what my current strength is?"

"Peak Semi-Saint."

"I’m very curious. Since you know I’m a Peak Semi-Saint, how can you be so brazen? Aren’t you afraid of death? Long Ao, even if you are a Reincarnation Martial Artist, before you awaken your Divine Spirit, you’re nothing but trash in my eyes. Do you believe that?"

"I have no desire to waste words on trash. Fight me, or get lost."

"Hahaha! Fine! Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll oblige you."

With that, Wang Hao shot forward. Before he even reached his target, a terrifying Holy Yuan Momentum came crashing down. In Wang Hao’s mind, having reached the Semi-Saint Realm, killing his opponent would be child’s play.

At that moment, however, a Holy Yuan Momentum suddenly erupted from Long Ao, startling Wang Hao so badly that he almost retreated.

But Wang Hao was, after all, a Reincarnation Martial Artist. Having lived two lives, his ability to adapt far surpassed that of an ordinary person. After a brief moment of shock, he immediately clashed with Long Ao.

Both were Semi-Saint Martial Artists. And though Wang Hao was a Reincarnation Martial Artist, he was facing Long Ao—a monstrous prodigy who had risen against all odds.

This time, Wang Hao seemed to want a quick victory. The moment the fight began, he immediately unleashed his Self-Created Martial Skill, Supreme Sword Dao. The ice-cold Cyan Nether Sword radiated a chilling gleam.

’I can’t be the least bit careless.’

Long Ao knew in his heart that his Heaven and Earth Mourn Together probably couldn’t suppress the Supreme Sword Dao. Rather than waste the effort, he’d be better off trying something else.

Long Ao directly summoned the Dragon Seal from his Dantian.

Ever since obtaining the Dragon Seal, Long Ao had rarely used it as a weapon. Though the Dragon Seal was incredibly durable, it was still far from its Peak power. But at this moment, Long Ao decided to test its might.

"Supreme Sword Dao!"

Wang Hao roared, instantly unleashing a Heaven-Shocking Sword Aura. But just then, the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber appeared in Long Ao’s hand. With lightning speed, he unleashed his strongest attack: Devouring the Firmament.

The Heaven-Shocking Blade Aura and the Heaven-Shocking Sword Aura collided like two meteors, erupting in a brilliant shower of sparks. Space itself was ripped open, the resulting Space Rift howling as if it could devour Heaven and Earth.

BOOM.

A massive explosion rang out. Both men grunted in unison but managed to hold their ground, staring at each other in shock.

’As expected of a Reincarnation Martial Artist. The power of his Supreme Sword Dao seems to have doubled. If I hadn’t gone all-out with my strongest slash just now, I’m sure that Sword Aura would have killed me.’

Wang Hao was just as shocked.

First, he’d never imagined his opponent was actually a Semi-Saint Martial Artist. Second, he’d also never imagined that his opponent could unleash a slash so powerful it could rival his own Supreme Sword Dao. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.