Long Ao and the Evil Ancestor were in a stalemate, neither of them able to do anything to the other.
The most frustrated one was the Evil Ancestor.
He did not care about Long Ao at all. But right now, he could not do anything to the other party at all.
He was helpless.
However, the Evil Ancestor heaved a sigh of relief instead. If this were to carry on, it would be beneficial for him.
As long as the other party could not do anything to him, he believed that the other party would not stop him from leaving.
As though he could guess the thoughts of the Evil Ancestor, Long Ao said coldly, "Evil Ancestor, do you think that you can still leave this place?"
"With just you?"
The Evil Ancestor's face was filled with mockery.
How could a mere Chaotic Life and Death Martial Artist injure him?
That was bullsh * t.
The Evil Ancestor was clear in his heart. If the other party did not have 15 types of strange flames, that would be the key.
If not, it would be an easy task for him to devour the other party. He could do it in a matter of minutes.
"Whether or not I have the rights, you'll find out soon enough."
What did that mean?
Looking at Long Ao before him, the Evil Ancestor did not know why, but his heart skipped a beat.
Could the other party truly have something to rely on?
If that were the case, it was better to be safe than sorry. If the other party truly had a way to deal with him, he would not even have the chance to regret it.
However, the Evil Ancestor still did not believe that the other party could destroy him. Unless it was a Dao Proving Martial Artist who came personally, or if it was the power gathered in the valley earlier on, how else could the other party do it?
With just 15 types of strange flames? It was completely impossible.
"HAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA …!"
At the thought of this, the Evil Ancestor burst out laughing maniacally. His laughter was filled with endless mockery and disdain.
In the next second …
A ball of flame appeared in Long Ao's hands. It was a pure black flame that gave off an extremely horrifying aura.
Sensing the strong aura of the strange flames in Long Ao's hands, the Evil Ancestor was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.
Yet another strange flame?
To think that Long Ao would have more than 15 types of strange flames! The Evil Ancestor had not expected that the other party would have a 16th type of strange flame! This sort of luck was way too heaven defying!
If the Evil Ancestor were to know that not only did Long Ao have 16 types of strange flames, he even had the Chaos Flame Smelting Flame Tower with seven other types of strange flames …
What kind of concept was that?
Of course, the Evil Ancestor knew that one of the fifteen Heavenly Flames that Long Ao had just obtained was ranked second among the twenty-three Heavenly Flames.
But now?
The Evil Ancestor could clearly sense that the new Heavenly Flame in Long Ao's hand was far stronger than the other Heavenly Flames.
His face was filled with disbelief.
Could it be?
The Evil Ancestor seemed to have thought of something. If the aura was above the second type of Heavenly Flame, then the Heavenly Flame in Long Ao's hand should be the legendary Heavenly Flame that was ranked first among the 23 types of Heavenly Flames, the Primal Chaos Flame.
He cursed in his heart.
Long Ao's luck was simply too good. Not only did he obtain 16 types of Mystical Flames, but he also obtained the Primal Chaos Flame, which was ranked first among them.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid.
The Flame of Primordial Chaos was a legendary existence. If he was at his peak, he wouldn't be afraid of the Flame of Primordial Chaos. But now, the situation was completely different. After all, the Heavenly Flame was the nemesis of the Primordial Spirit, not to mention the Flame of Primordial Chaos which was ranked first.
What should he do?
The Evil Ancestor finally knew why Long Ao was so confident. It turned out that he was relying on the Flame of Primordial Chaos in his hand.
Taking a deep breath, the Evil Ancestor stared at Long Ao and said coldly, "Long Ao, your Cang Lin is fine. There is no need to fight to the death between us. I will leave now. From today onwards, I will not seek revenge from you or your family. How about that?"
What did the Evil Ancestor mean? Obviously, he had chosen to compromise. After all, not only did the other party have 15 types of Mystical Flames, he also had the Flame of Primordial Chaos which was ranked first.
If he wasn't careful, he would be devoured by the Mystical Flame. At that time, he wouldn't even have the chance to regret.
"Hahaha, are you afraid?"
Long Ao obviously knew that the Flame of Primordial Chaos that he had now was unable to truly destroy the Evil Ancestor. It was just to scare the Evil Ancestor. If he could control the Flame of Primordial Chaos, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
It was easy to think about, but it was easier said than done to truly control it.
"Long Ao, don't go too far."
"I'm going too far? Evil Ancestor, have you lost your mind? You were the one who chose Cang Lin. I warned you before not to touch Sister Lin. How did you do it? Now that you're afraid, do you think we can just forget about it? "
"Then what do you want?"
The more Lin Fan acted like this, the less confident the Evil Ancestor felt because the Flame of Primordial Chaos in Lin Fan's hand was too terrifying. Even if he could destroy Lin Fan in the end, he would probably be destroyed by the Mystical Flame. He absolutely did not want to see such a situation where both sides suffered.
The only way was to leave this place as soon as possible.
"It's very simple. As long as you agree to three of my conditions, I will let you go. How about it?"
"Tell me." The Evil Ancestor's face was as ugly as it could be because he knew very well that the three conditions that Long Ao had proposed would definitely be very difficult to fulfill. However, since things had already come to this, even if the Evil Ancestor was extremely unwilling, he could only listen to the other party's conditions first.
In fact, the Evil Ancestor knew very well that even if Lin Fan had the Flame of Primordial Chaos, due to the absolute gap between their realms, it was impossible to be absolutely safe. Even so, unless it was absolutely necessary, he still did not want to die together with Lin Fan.
He was porcelain while Lin Fan was trash. Lin Fan definitely did not fear him, but his situation was different. He had cultivated for countless years and finally reached the Dao Confirming Realm. If he chose to give up so easily, he was really unwilling.
"The first condition. You just said that if I let you go, you must swear a Dao Confirming Oath that you will not trouble me or my family in the future."
He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still furious. Let him go? If it wasn't for the Flame of Primordial Chaos in Lin Fan's hand, he would have already devoured him. However, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "No problem, I can promise you."
Once a Dao Confirming Oath was made, even a Dao Confirming Cultivator could not change it. However, in the Evil Ancestor's opinion, he did not care about the life and death of Long Ao and his family. As long as he could find a suitable physique, he would be reborn and restore his Dao Confirming Realm strength. That was what he wanted to do.
It was precisely because of this that the Evil Ancestor agreed without even thinking about it.
"The second condition. You must protect my sect for 10,000 years."
"You're going too far."
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