Chapter 628: Scaring Away a Great Emperor

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Scaring Away a Great Emperor

Long Ao’s attack on the City of Sin had thrown the entire world into a state of confusion.

No one knew what Long Ao was up to.

「Kyushu Spirit Realm.」

Long Ao walked quietly down a road, all alone. His eyes were bloodshot, and an invisible killing intent emanated from him, making it so that no one around dared to approach.

A year ago, probably no one would have recognized Long Ao.

But now, almost everyone in the entire Kyushu Spirit Realm recognized Long Ao. They knew of this legendary figure who had risen so meteorically.

"Hey, look! Is that Long Ao?"

"The Dragon Sect Master? Impossible. Why would Long Ao be here? You must be seeing things."

Just as he said that, the expressions of everyone around him changed. They all stared at the young man in the distance, finding it hard to believe that the Dragon Sect Master would dare to appear here so brazenly.

After all, the enmity between Long Ao and the Four Great Forces had reached an irreconcilable point—a situation where one side had to be annihilated.

Moreover, the Kyushu Spirit Realm was the territory of the Four Great Forces. Now that Long Ao had destroyed the City of Sin, it meant he no longer had any foothold in the Spirit Realm.

For Long Ao to be in the Kyushu Spirit Realm now... wasn’t he just asking for death?

Everyone stared blankly at Long Ao. The more curious among them began to follow him quietly, wanting to see what could have possibly brought him to the Kyushu Spirit Realm.

Piaomiao Palace?

When the crowd saw Long Ao step into Piaomiao Palace’s territory, it was as if they all realized what was about to happen.

"Long Ao, you have the audacity to set foot in my Piaomiao Palace? You’re courting death."

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming appeared at the base of Piaomiao Palace. As they looked at Long Ao, who had appeared so suddenly before them, their expressions instantly turned cold, and they began to seethe with killing intent.

The two of them never imagined Long Ao would show up at Piaomiao Palace at a time like this. Anyone could guess his reason for coming.

For this very reason, the expressions on Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming grew even colder. Long Ao’s actions showed a complete and utter disregard for Piaomiao Palace. This was an outrageous insult that simply could not be tolerated.

But what infuriated them even more was that Long Ao completely ignored them. He remained silent, his eyes bloodshot and his face pale, wisps of killing intent drifting from his body.

’What’s wrong with Long Ao?’

Of course, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming had heard about what happened at the City of Sin. Considering that and Long Ao’s current state, they guessed something was definitely wrong with him.

A wave of elation washed over them. If they could seize this opportunity to eliminate Long Ao, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime chance for them and for Piaomiao Palace.

Long Ao’s meteoric rise had indeed given Piaomiao Palace many sleepless nights. The Undying Army he had created, in particular, was a constant threat. If Long Ao were to die here, everything would return to peace.

A Saint.

Long Ao was merely a Saint. In the eyes of Piaomiao Palace, he was nothing. There was no need for a Martial Artist at the Earth Saint Realm or higher to show up; the two of them alone were more than enough to obliterate him with ease.

Long Ao stood silently in place, saying nothing. He just stared deathly at the two men before him, and at Piaomiao Palace beyond them.

Even in his current state, Long Ao’s trip to Piaomiao Palace was intentional.

In Long Ao’s current mental state, he wouldn’t recognize anyone. But perhaps his hatred for Piaomiao Palace was so profound that it was the only thing he could remember—the need to destroy it.

And so, Long Ao had come, driven by that singular purpose.

"Kill."

Before the two could even speak, he had uttered that single word of death. Hearing it, the expressions on both Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming turned hideous. They wasted no more time on talk. If they continued to dither, what would become of Piaomiao Palace’s reputation? What of their own?

And so, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming shot forward. This time, they were clearly aiming for a swift and decisive battle to immediately obliterate Long Ao.

However, before the two could even grasp the situation, a dragon’s roar echoed, shaking Heaven and Earth.

’What in the world is happening?’

Before Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming could react, a colossal Long Ying materialized behind Long Ao. The sound of a Dragon’s Roar rang out, one cry after another, unending.

Pinned down, Liu Boming and Feng Wuyi were instantly immobilized. Time began to flow in reverse. Seizing the moment, Long Ao moved, swinging the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand.

As they were all Saints, it should have been nearly impossible for Long Ao to kill both of them in a single blow. But this Long Ao was completely different. Drawing upon the power of the entire Blood Pool, he could do more than just handle two insignificant Saints—even if a Divine Dao Martial Artist were to arrive, Long Ao had the power to clash with them.

"Long Ao, cease your insolence!"

Just then, an authoritative voice boomed from within Piaomiao Palace. A figure suddenly appeared—it was none other than Piaomiao Palace’s one and only Sealed Titled Emperor, the Wei Lin Emperor.

But Long Ao ignored the Wei Lin Emperor, his Blood-Drinking Mad Saber continuing its downward arc without pause.

The newly arrived Wei Lin Emperor had intended to kill Long Ao directly, but now he had to save Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming. Left with no choice, Wei Lin prepared to intervene, but he suddenly felt the terrifying power of the Sword Aura and dared not approach recklessly.

And just like that, right before the Wei Lin Emperor’s eyes, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming were slain by a single slash. The two were devoured by the Sword Aura. With one move, Long Ao had instantly killed them both.

The Wei Lin Emperor stared blankly at the scene before him. His voice was urgent and grim as he said, "Long Ao, you’ve gone too far!"

Before the Wei Lin Emperor could even act, Long Ao shot forward like an arrow. A terrifying Sword Aura descended in an instant, and the cry of a Dragon’s Roar echoed as his Talent Divine Ability, Dragon’s Roar, manifested once more.

"Talent Divine Abilities!"

Crying out in shock, the Wei Lin Emperor couldn’t believe that Long Ao had actually awakened his Talent Divine Abilities. He knew exactly what that implied. Because of this, the Wei Lin Emperor didn’t dare show the slightest carelessness and hastily dodged.

For Long Ao, a mere Saint, to fight the Wei Lin Emperor should have been a colossal joke.

After all, it was common knowledge that the gap between a Saint and a Sealed Titled Emperor was immense. They weren’t on the same level at all. To any onlooker, Long Ao proactively attacking the Wei Lin Emperor was tantamount to suicide.

You can tell an expert by their first move.

The initially confident Wei Lin Emperor felt the terrifying Sword Aura unleashed by Long Ao, and his face filled with alarm. Not daring to be the least bit careless, he immediately turned and fled.

’The Wei Lin Emperor ran away?’

’The Wei Lin Emperor fled?’

Seeing Wei Lin actually flee, everyone was utterly dumbstruck. No one could believe that Long Ao had just killed two Saints in a single move and even scared off the Wei Lin Emperor. What was happening?

Everyone was baffled, unable to comprehend the situation. ’Could it be? Has Long Ao already broken through to become a Sealed Titled Emperor? Has he reached the Divine Dao Realm?’