Long Ao openly left the Purple Thunder Sect.
In an instant.
The news of Long Ao leaving the Purple Thunder Sect had spread across the entire Tianwu Continent.
Because of Jianling's Yuan Spirit, the current Long Ao could be said to be closely watched. Any slight movement would be spread out.
Just as Long Ao had guessed.
All the experts in the world only wanted Jianling's Yuan Spirit, treasures, and martial skills. As for the Purple Thunder Sect, unless the Purple Thunder Master personally made a move, no one would be so bored to deal with the Purple Thunder Sect for no reason.
As for the Wan Shou Sect and the Martial Artists Alliance.
With the previous example, if they wanted to make a move, they would have to think twice.
This was not to say that the two superpowers were afraid of the Purple Thunder Sect, but the one they were truly afraid of was Long Ao's corpse slave army.
No matter how powerful the Purple Thunder Sect was, it was still impossible for them to fight against two superpowers alone.
Their whereabouts were constantly being tracked.
Everyone in the surroundings was restless. As long as there was a chance, there would definitely be people coming out to snatch Jianling's Yuan Spirit, treasures, and martial skills.
The shot hits the bird that pokes its head out.
Long Ao was a variable. Whether it was the battle at the Sword Sect or the battle at the Phoenix Peak, in the end, Long Ao had left without a hitch.
Not only that.
Every time they surrounded Long Ao, it would be a complete mess, with countless casualties.
Because of this, no one was willing to be the bird that sticks its head out.
Wouldn't it be better to watch the fire from the other side and reap the benefits of the fisherman?
Since then.
After Long Ao left the Purple Thunder Sect, his whereabouts were clearly exposed, but no one made a move. This made Long Ao extremely depressed. Since it was going to be a battle anyway, it was better to do it sooner rather than later.
Asura Palace.
The current Asura Palace was no longer the same as before. Although they had lost a Nirvana Realm expert, it did not affect the Asura Palace's strength at all.
With the addition of the two Nirvana Realm experts from the Purple Flame Sect, Ye Wutian and Ye Wutian, the Asura Palace now had a total of seven Nirvana Realm experts.
What kind of concept was that?
Seven Nirvana Realm martial artists were sufficient to look down upon second-rate forces and dominate them.
With the current strength of the Asura Palace, even if they were not as strong as the Ten Great Tripod, they were not far from it. After all, Xing Kun's strength was enough to fight against four or five people.
As the number one person under the Heavenly Dao, Xing Kun's strength was above the Myriad Beasts Ancestor's.
If the Asura Palace was as easy to deal with as Xing Kun, they wouldn't have remained unscathed. After all, ten thousand years ago, Xing Kun had led the Asura Palace and wantonly massacred the entire continent.
This was strength.
This was a world where strength was respected.
Without strength, even if you were killed, you could only obediently reincarnate, or even have your body and soul destroyed.
On the contrary.
If one had enough strength, such as Xing Kun, the matter of 10,000 years ago would be as if it had never happened. Especially under such circumstances, it was simply a pipe dream for the ten sides to join forces.
Xing Kun did not make a move.
Stars dotted the night sky.
The peak of a desolate mountain was engulfed by darkness, making it seem especially eerie and terrifying.
Boohoo, boohoo …
A few wolf howls could be heard, adding to the eeriness of this silent night.
Long Ao stood alone on the peak of the mountain, looking into the wind.
After an unknown period of time.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
Seven sounds of air breaking could be heard. Xing Kun and the other six were already standing firmly behind Long Ao. Ye Wutian and Ye Wutian's faces were cold, their killing intent rising. They could not wait to kill Long Ao immediately.
Around them, countless powerful people were watching in the dark, not daring to approach.
At the end of the day, no one had full confidence. If they were to attack alone, they would attract Long Ao's killing intent. At that time, they would go for wool and come home shorn.
Long Ao's corpse slave army was not to be underestimated. Even if the Martial Artists Alliance and the Myriad Beasts Sect joined forces, they could not fight against it. One could only imagine how strong Long Ao's corpse slave army was.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
If it was the Long Ao from a year ago, or even before the battle at Phoenix Peak, would the world still be so wary of him?
Without a doubt, everyone would have attacked long ago. Why would they wait until now? They had been watching from the sidelines.
This was the commonality of humans, and also the tragedy of human martial artists.
"Ye Wutian, Ye Wutian, you two are simply fabricating things to deal with me. Why must you drag the Violet Thunder Sect down with you? No matter what, the two of you are still elders of the Violet Thunder Sect. Others might be able to do such a thing, but the two of you cannot."
"Bullsh * t!"
Of course, the two of them were unwilling to admit that they were the ones who leaked the news, and they would not refute Long Ao's words.
In their eyes, whether or not the Thunder Qilin was real, they had already achieved their goal. Even if the world did not believe in the Thunder Qilin, the Jianling Yuan Spirit in Long Ao's body was enough to bring about a fatal disaster.
This time, Long Ao had left the Purple Thunder Sect. Although he had saved the sect, he had also harmed himself. From this perspective, Long Ao was a person worthy of respect.
"Long Ao, the grudge between us will never end until one of us is dead. We admit that we were in the wrong, but the Purple Thunder Ancestor has always been biased towards you. For you, he didn't hesitate to kill our third brother. What's the point of us staying in such a sect?"
Coldly laughing, Long Ao didn't continue speaking. There was no point in talking to such people, it would only be a waste of saliva.
Glancing at Xing Kun, Long Ao suddenly laughed, "Xing Kun, ten thousand years ago, although you slaughtered countless lives and were killed by the people of the world, I still admire you because you did as you pleased. Even when facing the people of the world, you didn't fear them. Such courage is worthy of praise."
Xing Kun didn't say anything, his expression was one of indifference because he didn't know what Long Ao meant. This time, he came here with another purpose. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here in the middle of the night to listen to the nonsense of this person in front of him.
"Ye Wutian and Ye Wutian, in order to deal with me, harmed their own sects. In that case, the two of you can repeat the same mistake.
Speaking until here, Long Ao didn't continue, but the meaning in his words was very clear. As long as one wasn't an idiot, they would be able to understand.
Both of them turned pale with fright.
The two of them were very clear that Xing Kun's starry sky was the most ruthless under the heavens. Otherwise, Xing Kun wouldn't have led the Asura Palace and slaughtered countless lives in the world, not even sparing the ordinary people. If not, Xing Kun wouldn't have met with such a calamity and died.
"Long Ao, don't even think of trying to sow discord. In fact, the Purple Thunder Sect can be compared to the Master Xing Kun. Ignoring everything else, just this point alone is enough to prove that the Master Xing Kun wouldn't act against us for you."
"Does Xing Kun believe that?" Long Ao was indeed trying to sow discord. As long as Xing Kun took action, even if Ye Wutian and Ye Wutian joined hands, they wouldn't be Xing Kun's opponent.
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