Chapter 571: Holy Beast Guarding the Gate

Chapter 571: Chapter 571: Holy Beast Guarding the Gate

Wang Hao had no intention of clashing head-on with Long Ao.

Wang Hao was fast, but shaking off Long Ao would not be an easy task.

And so, the two of them shot toward the city gates, one chasing the other.

Long Ao was extremely frustrated. He had no idea what method Wang Hao was using to vanish without a trace.

Sure enough.

Just after leaving Yun City and before Long Ao could even react, Wang Hao’s body once again vanished without a trace, as if disappearing into thin air.

Standing silently at the foot of the city wall, Long Ao coldly scanned his surroundings, sensing the ambient auras in an attempt to find Wang Hao, but in the end, he could only sigh.

"Wang Hao, I know you haven’t gone far. Even though I can’t sense your presence, I can tell you this for certain: you’ll have to spend the rest of your life hiding like a turtle in its shell. A Reincarnation Martial Artist of the Divine Dao? In my eyes, you’re less than trash. You’re a coward."

A Provocation Technique.

Long Ao desperately hoped to lure Wang Hao out with his Provocation Technique, but the final result was that no matter how he tried to provoke him, Wang Hao remained silent, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Cowardly turtle."

After saying this, Long Ao turned and returned to Yun City. He knew that no matter what he did, Wang Hao wouldn’t show himself. Since that was the case, why waste any more time?

Had this been the old Wang Hao, Long Ao might have been worried. But Wang Hao had used his Divine Soul Residual Thought twice now, making it extremely difficult for him to comprehend his Divine Spirit and achieve the Divine Dao. Because of this, Long Ao knew he had plenty of time to prepare.

Not long after Long Ao returned to Yun City, Wang Hao’s figure suddenly emerged from the darkness of the night.

Wang Hao possessed a Martial Art that allowed him to become invisible in the dark, making it difficult for anyone to find him.

It was precisely by relying on this Martial Art that Wang Hao had evaded Long Ao’s pursuit time and again.

At this moment, Wang Hao’s expression was as grim as it could possibly be. His family had been annihilated, and he himself had been nearly killed—all thanks to one person.

’Long Ao, sooner or later, the day will come when I return.’

Wang Hao did not act impulsively. He knew that unless his Divine Spirit could awaken again, it would be very difficult for him to get his revenge.

Forcibly suppressing the rage and killing intent in his heart, Wang Hao turned and quickly departed. In just a short while, his figure had vanished into the vast darkness.

Upon returning to the Long Family estate, Long Ao didn’t mention the incident. Long Heng and the others didn’t ask about it either, as Long Jian and the rest knew what questions were appropriate and what were not.

"Senior Long Jian, I must trouble you with something."

"Sect Leader Long, please speak."

Startled, Long Jian didn’t dare to casually accept such politeness. Was this a joke? The man before him was a genuine Semi-Saint Martial Artist, the most powerful Martial Artist in Yun City. Long Jian could easily imagine that if Long Ao wished it, he could annihilate the entire Long Family at any time.

"Senior Long Jian, please deliver a letter to the Sacred Land for me."

"Sect Leader Long, forgive my impertinence, but given the grudge between you and the Sacred Land, I doubt they will let this matter rest. If you provoke them now, and the Sacred Land truly becomes frenzied..."

Although Long Jian didn’t finish his sentence, his meaning was perfectly clear.

How could Long Ao not understand Long Jian’s meaning? He was simply afraid that Long Ao was issuing a challenge to the Sacred Land. Smiling, he said, "Don’t worry. I’m preparing to leave Cloud Island soon. Before I go, I want to completely resolve the grudge between myself and the Sacred Land to avoid bringing any unnecessary trouble to the Long Family later on."

"Sect Leader Long, you’re leaving?"

Hearing that Long Ao was planning to leave, Long Jian was shocked. After all, Long Ao had killed Zhou Dian, thoroughly provoking the Sacred Land. Once Long Ao left Yun City, the Sacred Land would have no one to vent its anger on but the Long Family.

Taking a step back, even if Long Ao temporarily resolved his issues with the Sacred Land before leaving Yun City, what if the Sacred Land went back on their word?

Could the Long Family resist the Sacred Land?

Long Jian looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. He didn’t know how to voice his concerns.

"Senior Long Jian, I know your concerns. Rest assured, even when I leave, I will leave behind a Holy Beast for the Long Family. Then, even if the Sacred Land goes back on its word, you can rely on the Holy Beast’s help to escape Yun City safely."

A Holy Beast?

Hearing the words "Holy Beast," Long Jian became ecstatic. He certainly knew what a Holy Beast represented. A Holy Beast was comparable to a Void Saint Martial Artist, perhaps even stronger.

"Thank you, Senior."

Nodding, Long Ao then took Long Heng and left Yun City. Arriving at the ocean shore, he said bluntly, "Long Heng, I am now going to kill a Holy Beast and refine it into a Corpse Slave. That way, even after I leave, the Long Family will be safe with the Corpse Slave’s help."

Though his heart was filled with reluctance to see him go, Long Heng didn’t say much. He just nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."

"There’s no need for that. I will return someday, and Master will need your help then."

"Master, rest assured, I will redouble my efforts in my cultivation. By the next time I see you, I will definitely have become a Void Saint Martial Artist!"

Nodding in appreciation, Long Ao noticed that Long Heng seemed to have changed in that moment. Suddenly, Long Ao took out the Divine Sword Qingming and said, "This sword originally belonged to Wang Hao, but consider it a gift from your master. Use it well. I can tell that this Divine Sword Qingming is a Divine Artifact. It will be of great help to your future cultivation."

Gently taking the Divine Sword Qingming from his master’s hands, Long Heng was visibly excited; it would be a lie to say he didn’t love it. Everyone in Yun City knew the legend of the Cyan Nether Divine Sword.

It was this very Divine Sword that allowed the Wang Family’s ancestor to roam the world unrivaled.

Long Heng had never imagined that he would one day obtain the Divine Sword Qingming. He could hardly believe it himself, let alone anyone else.

Long Heng knew very well that this was all thanks to his master.

"Master, are you really going out to sea?"

"No need. Tell me, are there any powerful Holy Beasts in the vicinity of Yun City?"

"The Holy Beast, the Golden Tiger Shark."

"Where is it?"

Long Ao was delighted. A Holy Beast wasn’t like an ordinary Spirit Beast; you couldn’t just find one whenever you wanted.

"Master, according to legend, there is an island less than a thousand meters from Yun City known as Spirit Beast Island. It’s home to countless Spirit Beasts, and a senior once personally witnessed the Golden Tiger Shark guarding that island."

"A Golden Tiger Shark is guarding the gate?"

Long Ao was astonished. He knew exactly what a Holy Beast represented, which was why he had never imagined one would act as a gatekeeper. ’Could this be true?’