Peerless War God

A string of questions gathered together and eventually pointed to one.    

That was the suspicious human being that he had ordered all the warriors of the Dragon God Palace to chase after him.    

Not long ago, Fin Hugh sent back a message.    

He was supposed to lead some people to go and help that human. However, he had already forced that human into a dead end.    

Who would have thought that not long after, the situation would be reversed. Not only was he not caught, he was even killed.    

Ao Long couldn't imagine how big of a shock it would be for a tribulation realm expert to die. After all, ever since he was born, the Dragon God Palace had never lost a tribulation realm to him.    

Just as Cha Li and the other generals fell into a panic and became apprehensive, a whirlwind suddenly appeared on the golden dragon boat.    

This wind came in an extremely strange and swift manner. None of the experts on the dragon boat noticed it in advance.    

From the midst of the whirlwind, a short, fat and muscular figure walked out. This figure was simply too muscular. Even though it had already transformed into a human form, it still retained the distinct features of a member of the Seafolk.    

The most eye-catching thing was his two arms. They were extremely thick, even bigger than his body. His muscles bulged harder than steel ingots, and his skin was greenish black.    

In contrast, his two legs were much shorter, but very stocky.    

His four limbs were huge and sturdy, and his back was high and protruding. His head was much smaller, and both eyes were slanted upwards. This was the typical appearance of a clansman.    

The appearance of this expert from the Ying Family was extremely terrifying, and even the air seemed to have become sluggish.    

The many Sea Race Warriors on the golden dragon boat all knelt down respectfully and shouted together.    

"Welcome, General Flying Scythe."    

Even Ao Tuo and the other generals bowed in unison as they respectfully walked out of the great hall. They came out to greet them and did not dare to be the slightest bit rash.    

One had to know that there were many immortals within the Dragon God's palace.    

As long as you succeed in advancing to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, you will be able to obtain the title of general and enjoy all the benefits.    

However, there were strong and weak generals amongst the generals. Different strengths and status varied, and the benefits they would receive would be different as well.    

It could be said that the hierarchy was strict, and the order was strict.    

For example, the generals such as Fin Hu and Claws were at the lowest level of power. And this so-called General Flying Scythe in front of him was the most powerful of them all.    

Amongst the many tribulations in the Dragon God Palace, there was a title that was the strongest. It was called "Seven Gods Assembly", and this Great General Flying Scythe was one of them.    

"Greetings, General Flying Scythe."    

At the entrance of the Dragon Boat hall, Ao Long stood at the front and bowed his head to greet them.    

At this time, all the arrogance in his eyes had long since been worn away, leaving only deep panic and unease.    

After all, they were from the same clan. Although the two of them were not related by blood, they were still closer. Only then, their eyes turned to Ao Long.    

After seeing Ao Long's physical body being destroyed and only leaving his soul behind, he frowned and his eyes became cold. He did not express anything and only indifferently nodded his head.    

The more it was like this, the more Ao Long was scared witless.    

If Great General Flying Scythe appeared and scolded and scolded him, he would actually feel much more at ease. However, the situation before his eyes made him even more uneasy.    

The flying sickle general entered the hall and sat in the middle of the throne, looking down coldly at Ao Long.    

"Dragon Lord said that he is very disappointed in you."    

Hearing this, Ao Long felt his soul leave his body, his face turned pale, and his heart went cold.    

Seeing Ao Long being attacked, the iciness in the Flying Scythe general's eyes became heavier. There was even a hint of disdain in it, disappearing in a flash.    

As one of the Seven Gods, for him to be able to climb into his current position and possess such powerful strength, it could be said that he had experienced many hardships and experienced countless life and death situations.    

If he had encountered a small setback and felt discouraged, he would have died countless times over already.    

Although Ao Long had already reached the Realm of the Immortal Tribulation, he didn't have a matching combat power and mentality. It was just that he had spent a lot of time relying on the resources of the Dragon God Palace to forcefully accumulate them.    

Ao Feng was also inferior to him. When a cultivator grows up like this, even though they only have their own cultivation base, they cannot display their corresponding battle prowess. On the contrary, they will only be a burden to others.    

That was probably the most reason why Ao Feng died in the ancient dragon palace ruins.    

From the bottom of his heart, the Flying Scythe Great General looked down on these people who lacked experience and life and death battles. Thus, he was not too moved by Ao Feng's death this time.    

Only now, with Flippers dead, things had started to change.    

After a pause, he continued, "Long Feiye also asked me to send a message for you to return to the Dragon God's Palace immediately and reflect on your retreat."    

"I …"    

After hearing his mother's instructions, Ao Long was extremely unwilling.    

He wanted to avenge his little brother Ao Feng, and more than all that, he wanted to wash away his shame and kill that human.    

But in the end, under the ice-cold gaze of the Flying Scythe.    

He chose to submit.    

He wasn't actually afraid of this General Flying Scythe in front of him.    

In fact, most of the time, it was still the fear of the Dragon Lord and his trust in his mother. At this time, he had already messed up everything.    

"Got it, thank you general for your message."    

Ao Long sighed heavily, slowly turned around and walked out of the hall.    

Arriving on the deck of the dragon boat, he glared fiercely at the direction that Fin Xiu had sent him back to earlier.    

His body transformed into a streak of light, rushing back to the Dragon God Palace.    

After Ao Long left, the many generals in the hall started to become uneasy.    

The death of Fin Hugh had also caused quite a bit of shock and influence on them, leaving a shadow in their hearts.    

In the past, they thought that the Dragon God Palace was invincible in this boundless sea, with the exception of the Sea Goddess Hall.    

However …    

The ice-cold truth told them that the Dragon God Palace wasn't invincible, and that even an Immortal Tribulation Realm expert would die.    

At the moment, they didn't even know who killed Fin Hugh.    

There was nothing more aggrieved in this world than this.    

All of a sudden, all the generals' eyes were focused on the general of the Flying Scythe, Caijiang, who was sitting on the seat of honor.    

After pausing for a moment, Ying Jiang opened his mouth.    

"Fin Xiu is dead. The Dragon Lord sent me to investigate his death and capture the murderer. I will make the necessary arrangements. Everyone, tell me what you know."    

Towards the death of Fin Xiu, Ying Jiang was not shocked nor was he uneasy. Instead, he was extremely indifferent.    

If a Celestial Tribulation died, it would die. It wouldn't be able to shake the very foundation of the Dragon God Palace.    

Back then, when he was fighting with the people from the Sea Goddess Hall over their territories and areas of influence,    

They had fought with their lives on the line countless times, but quite a few had died in the tribulation of the Immortal Realm.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]