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 doomed 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 Supreme 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 become the Supreme of the Three Realms.
In the end, he failed to recruit the Empress but lost a Supreme instead.
If the Wood God doesn’t go crazy, that would indeed be strange.
“A mere 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 mere 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 emerged above his head, forming a great formation.
Lightning poured down, engulfing Long’ao.
Even someone as strong as Long’ao suffered a severe blood loss at this moment.
Jie’s confidence was not unfounded, his power was already formidable, and with the Heavenly Thunder attribute, apart from someone like Sun Wukong who could almost ignore the Heavenly Thunder, not even a Supreme 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 screamed 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 moment, 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 gleamed 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, flames 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 Clansmen.
The Ancestral Dragon did the same, attacking the other Sea Dragon Clansmen 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 members.
No matter how Long’ao roared in anger, it had no effect; he could only watch as his clansmen were slaughtered.
His eyes flared with anger, glaring menacingly at Sun Wukong and the others, as if he wished to devour them alive.
At this moment, 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 merely 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 something 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 seemed quite possible.
Thinking of this, the Wood God’s face turned somewhat 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.”