War God Long Ao

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Fleeing in Disarray

"You’re courting death."

In Ji Lin’s eyes, Long Ao was simply asking to die.

Trying to stand alone against the Four Great Forces? It was the biggest joke in the world.

Ji Lin seemed to want to say more, but Long Ao cut him off.

Before Ji Lin could utter another word of nonsense, Long Ao lunged forward, his body a blur.

Before he even arrived, a powerful Heaven and Earth’s Momentum crushed down with immense force.

Ji Lin was well aware that Long Ao possessed Heaven and Earth’s Momentum, so he wasn’t particularly surprised. He calmly faced his opponent.

But just then, Long Ao unleashed the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques, one form flowing into the next in a relentless, unending stream.

’What a terrifying Martial Arts Sword Technique!’

Not daring to be the least bit careless, Ji Lin appeared casual on the surface, but inwardly he was extremely wary and retreated repeatedly.

Ji Lin retreated; Long Ao advanced.

Long Ao knew perfectly well that with his current strength, it would be difficult to withstand a Semi-Saint Martial Artist. Only a relentless, continuous assault could guarantee a decisive blow would land.

Before Ji Lin could even react, Long Ao unleashed the ultimate move: the Fusion of the Blood-Drinking Eight Techniques, known as Devouring the Firmament.

Long Ao wasn’t entirely familiar with Devouring the Firmament, but in order to slay Ji Lin, he forced himself to use it anyway.

A terrifying Sword Aura slashed out, causing the surrounding space to tremble and fine cracks to appear.

He had long heard that Long Ao’s Sword Technique could tear through space, a claim Ji Lin had never believed. But with the proof right before his eyes, all he could do was swallow hard and accept the reality of it.

Scrambling and tumbling, Ji Lin finally managed to escape the attack’s range.

Even so, he was nearly consumed by the Sword Aura.

It was too horrifying.

Long Ao himself hadn’t expected Devouring the Firmament to be so powerful. It seemed to have fused the full might of all eight techniques. However, the strike hadn’t managed to kill Ji Lin. Long Ao knew that if he tried to use it again, a prepared Ji Lin would likely render it ineffective.

But Long Ao gave Ji Lin no chance to catch his breath.

The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand slashed out again and again. This time, he consecutively used Tearing Heaven and Earth and Inverting the Firmament. The already panicked Ji Lin was pushed back, completely helpless.

But a Semi-Saint was still a Semi-Saint.

The reason Long Ao had been able to instantly kill a Semi-Saint in the past was largely due to his opponent’s carelessness and his own good luck.

But now, after his initial shock, Ji Lin had stabilized. He countered every move, his powerful Power of Sacred Essence completely suppressing Long Ao’s Power of Spiritual Essence.

The difference between the Void Realm and the Void Saint Realm was immense. Even a Peak Realm Emperor was not on the same Level as a Basic Level Semi-Saint.

Completely suppressed by the Power of Sacred Essence, Long Ao found it extremely difficult to even continue using the techniques of his Blood-Drinking Mad Saber.

At that moment, Long Ao truly felt the disparity between Realms.

No matter how powerful he was, the gap in their Realms was something that nothing else could bridge. If his Cultivation had also broken through to the Semi-Saint Realm, then even if he couldn’t instantly kill Ji Lin, slaying him would be no problem at all.

But the reality was, he had not broken through to the Semi-Saint Realm.

The tables had turned. Long Ao was forced back step by step. He swung the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber relentlessly, but the prepared Ji Lin dodged every strike, making it impossible to land a hit.

Long Ao knew with absolute clarity that if this continued, there would be only one outcome: he would be mercilessly erased by his opponent.

His eyes turned cold, and a grim Momentum began to radiate from his body.

But Ji Lin still didn’t take Long Ao seriously. In his eyes, his opponent was nothing special. A Realm Emperor was still just a Realm Emperor; there was no way he could be a match for him.

Because of this, Ji Lin felt not the slightest bit of apprehension.

For some unknown reason, Long Ao completely abandoned his offense and switched to defense, allowing Ji Lin to press him back step by step.

The more Long Ao acted this way, the more delighted Ji Lin became—so much so that he got carried away. Having already looked down on his opponent, he was now brimming with confidence. His attacks even slowed, as if he wanted to toy with Long Ao.

’Long Ao has severely wounded the Four Great Forces several times, and rumors claim he can instantly kill a Semi-Saint Martial Artist. If I can slay him... forget everything else, the fame alone would make my name known throughout the world.’

Just as Ji Lin was smugly contemplating how to finish Long Ao off, an astonishing Momentum suddenly erupted from Long Ao’s body.

Immediately following that, a massive Long Ying appeared behind Long Ao, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped everyone present.

The two Semi-Saints fighting Zhou Chen were also caught in this powerful Momentum, and they trembled in fear.

"What is this?"

Before Ji Lin and the others could even comprehend what was happening, everyone under the shroud of this Momentum found their bodies instantly frozen in place. The flow of Time around them changed, even beginning to reverse.

What kind of power was this?

Seizing the opportunity, Zhou Chen and his companion struck swiftly. They already held the upper hand, and with a single punch each, they smashed the two Semi-Saints to death.

Under normal circumstances, even with his Talent Divine Ability, Dragon’s Roar, Long Ao might not have been able to affect a Semi-Saint. After all, with a Semi-Saint’s strength, freezing them and altering the flow of Time should have been incredibly difficult.

But the three Semi-Saints were too stunned to react, and there was no way Long Ao and his allies would let such an opportunity slip by.

Overjoyed at the successful slaying of two Semi-Saints, Long Ao shouted, "You two take care of the other seven."

He hadn’t even finished speaking when the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand slashed out again.

"ARGH!"

Ji Lin was utterly terrified. Perhaps spurred by his fear, his power suddenly erupted, and he broke free from the temporal lock. He immediately turned to flee, all thoughts of killing Long Ao gone. All that mattered was getting out of there alive.

Ji Lin had been frightened out of his wits by Long Ao’s sudden use of his Talent Divine Abilities. He had already broken free of the lock; if he had just calmed his mind and continued to fight, he could have easily turned the battle around.

But Ji Lin was too terrified to even consider continuing the fight. And precisely because of that, he had brought a fatal disaster upon himself.

Long Ao had already predicted Ji Lin would try to escape. With a cold sneer, he employed a feint. While unleashing one slash straight ahead, he sent out two more slashes to the left and right. Long Ao was clearly determined to kill Ji Lin, so he used every ounce of his strength.

"ARGH!"

A pained scream rang out. One had to admit, Ji Lin’s reflexes were incredibly sharp. In his frantic dodge, he only had one arm severed. Still, Ji Lin didn’t dare linger for even a second. He used every last bit of strength he had to flee, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ji Lin’s defeat this time was not only due to his carelessness and arrogance, but more importantly, his failure to remain calm.

But regardless, it was all over. He was lucky to have dodged in time; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been just an arm he lost—it would have been his life.

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