Chapter 942: Chapter 299: Lonely General_2
Moreover, with Jie and Sun Wukong joining forces, their power would not lose to him.
In the current situation, he was almost inevitably dood to lose.
“You can try.”
Jie sneered coldly.
He struck boldly, taking the initiative to attack Long’ao.
From the other party’s words, he was already certain that the opponent was indeed in cahoots with the Wood God.
In that case, there’s nothing more to say, just charge forward and attack.
Kill Long’ao and strike against the Wood God.
They almost died at the hands of the Wood God, making it an endless enmity with him.
If they could eliminate a Supre from the other side, it would surely deal a significant blow to the Wood God.
After all, the Wood God has been recruiting people lately to beco the Supre of the Three Realms.
In the end, he failed to recruit the Empress but lost a Supre instead.
If the Wood God doesn’t go crazy, that would indeed be strange.
“A re glow-worm’s light dares to compete with the bright moon?”
Long’ao scoffed. Although he feared the Empress and the Ancestral Dragon, he had no fear of Jie and even had a bit of disdain.
How dare a re junior at the Sub-Paramount level attack him, does the other really think he’s not strong enough?
Seeing Jie daring to attack him, Long’ao not only felt no fear but an insult instead.
He struck with one hand, aiming to knock Jie away.
Jie snorted coldly, nine Thunder Pools erged above his head, forming a great formation.
Lightning poured down, engulfing Long’ao.
Even soone as strong as Long’ao suffered a severe blood loss at this mont.
Jie’s confidence was not unfounded, his power was already formidable, and with the Heavenly Thunder attribute, apart from soone like Sun Wukong who could almost ignore the Heavenly Thunder, not even a Supre could afford to be careless under his assault, or they’d suffer severe losses.
Sure enough, Long’ao was hit and suffered a significant loss.
He scread in agony, his body charred, and even though he used mana to block part of the Heavenly Thunder, he was still battered and bruised, his body trembling continuously.
His clothing was destroyed by the lightning, his outer skin charred, resembling charcoal.
At this mont, Long’ao looked as miserable as could be.
“Patriarch.”
“Patriarch, are you alright?”
The Sea Dragon Clan’s strong ones shouted.
They looked anxious, wanting to rush over.
Long’ao waved his hand, indicating that he was alright.
He circulated his mana, letting the charred skin fall off, a flash of brilliance, donning a suit of armor.
Long’ao’s eyes glead with cold light, staring icily at Jie, murder evident in his eyes.
He was enraged by Jie, seemingly poised to smite Jie.
Jie chuckled softly, unfazed.
His eyes landed on Long’ao, he chuckled lightly, and asked, “How was that?”
Long’ao snorted coldly, flas burned in his eyes, saying nothing, directly attacking.
Knowing he would inevitably die today, killing one would be worth it, refusing to let Jie go.
Seeing through Long’ao’s intentions, the Primordial Empress chuckled coldly; instead of helping, she attacked the remaining Sea Dragon Clansn.
The Ancestral Dragon did the sa, attacking the other Sea Dragon Clansn to annihilate them first.
Furious, Long’ao almost spewed blood; he wanted to turn and help but was blocked by Jie.
Just as Jie was pushed back, Sun Wukong attacked.
Ao Zhan and Nu Ba also charged out, heavily injuring the Sea Dragon Clan’s mbers.
No matter how Long’ao roared in anger, it had no effect; he could only watch as his clansn were slaughtered.
His eyes flared with anger, glaring nacingly at Sun Wukong and the others, as if he wished to devour them alive.
At this mont, Long’ao was driven mad by hatred, desperately striking, wanting to kill Sun Wukong and Jie.
That way, even if his clan was destroyed and he was killed, it would at least be worthwhile.
Unfortunately, Sun Wukong and Jie, sensing his intention, refused to face him head-on for a life-or-death struggle.
The two rely trembled with Long’ao, giving him no opportunity for a direct confrontation.
Only when Long’ao tried to escape did Sun Wukong and Jie block him, giving him no chance of fleeing.
With Long’ao’s strength, he dared not force his way out.
He knew very well the result of forcing his way out now would be death by Sun Wukong and the others.
“Not good.”
In the Great Thousand Worlds beyond the Three Realms, the Wood God’s face suddenly changed, sensing sothing amiss.
He realized he had overlooked one thing, assuming the Primordial Empress wasn’t his match, so he left after failing to recruit the Primordial Empress.
But the Wood God forgot he had subordinates.
Knowing the Primordial Empress’s character, once she found out the Sea Dragon Clan was his subordinate, she would never let it go.
Plus, with that outrageously bold monkey, who knows what they couldn’t accomplish.
Attacking and annihilating the Sea Dragon Clan seed quite possible.
Thinking of this, the Wood God’s face turned sowhat unsightly.
He didn’t say a word, heading straight for the Three Realms.
The Wood God knew clearly that once Sun Wukong and the others acted, the Sea Dragon Clan’s doom was almost certain.
The Sea Dragon Clan’s strength was insufficient to withstand Sun Wukong and the others.
Moreover, the Ancestral Dragon might also act.
The Sea Dragon Clan only had Long’ao, naturally, they couldn’t be their match.
At this point, all the strong ones in the Sea Dragon Clan had been killed.
Everyone surrounded Long’ao, plunging him into despair.
He did not struggle but remained calm.
Sweeping his gaze over everyone’s faces, Long’ao suddenly sighed and couldn’t help but say, “I never thought this would be my end, ending this way.”
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