Chapter 419: Long Ao

The entire Immortal Ancient Dao Lake was now boiling.

Screams, cries, and wails of shock and grief echoed endlessly.

The beings of the three Immortal Ancient clans suffered countless deaths.

Even Ao Lie has now perished.

This left Long Bichi's face utterly pale.

Jun Xiaoyao's true strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Damn it!" Ao Zhan's face was also twisted in fury.

After the massacre at the Gate of Hell, fewer than ten beings remained from the three clans.

Only Ao Zhan and the prodigy of the Ancient Witch Clan still had the strength to fight.

Yet even at the same realm, Ao Zhan had not the slightest confidence he could defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

In his heart, he felt a fear he had never known before.

The Ancient Witch Clan prodigy felt the same, his eyes filled with caution and dread.

"Only the Little Witch God can stop him," the prodigy thought inwardly.

The Little Witch God was the strongest prodigy of the Ancient Witch Clan, having received the Witch God's inheritance and reached the Heavenly God realm.

"Next, it's your turn."

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze carried no emotion whatsoever.

To establish dominance, one must do so utterly.

Not a single being from the three clans shall be left alive!

At that moment, far across the sky, winds and clouds churned as if a hurricane were approaching.

A voice filled with boundless killing intent and coldness exploded through the heavens!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

Accompanied by this roar,

a figure descended like a dragon soaring through the nine heavens.

Tall and elegant, handsome in feature, endless dragon qi coiled around him, dragon horns sprouting from his brow, golden dragon eyes radiating a noble bloodline aura.

Who else could it be but Long Ao?

A thunderous boom echoed through the sky as Long Ao made his dazzling entrance.

"It's the Forbidden Primordial of the Ancestral Dragon Nest—Long Ao!"

When the surrounding external prodigies saw Long Ao appear, they were stunned.

In terms of reputation, Long Ao was no less renowned than Jun Xiaoyao in the Immortal Realm.

He bore the blood of the Emperor Dragon, had assimilated seven Dragon Primordials, and was the Forbidden Primordial of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

He too was a being of great fortune, nurtured as a core pillar by the Ancestral Dragon Nest; if he did not perish, his future achievement would be no less than a Supreme Sovereign.

Since entering the Immortal Ancient Realm, Long Ao had seized opportunities everywhere and earned great renown.

Now, these two rivals had finally met face to face.

"The situation just got interesting," some external prodigies' eyes gleamed.

Jun Xiaoyao had killed Long Ao's younger brother, and the Jun Clan and the Ancestral Dragon Nest were ancestral enemies.

With new grudges piled atop old ones, their collision would surely ignite endless sparks.

"Long Ao…"

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze also turned toward him.

Though he had long heard of him, this was Jun Xiaoyao's first time seeing Long Ao.

He had to admit, Long Ao truly looked the part of a protagonist.

Handsome and imposing, his very presence radiated royal majesty.

A picture of wild, cocky, cool, and over-the-top arrogance.

But unfortunately, he had met Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao had a hundred ways to toy with and destroy Long Ao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I've finally found you. If I don't grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes, how can I quench my fury?"

Long Ao's face twisted with malice—he had seen Princess Long Ji standing beside Jun Xiaoyao.

That alone proved many things.

Ao Luan and Bai Meier had also come with Long Ao.

Upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Bai Meier's eyes flickered with hidden admiration and infatuation.

Ao Luan's expression changed, becoming uneasy.

"Ao Luan, you're here too," Ao Zhan said, his gaze flashing as he saw Ao Luan and Long Ao.

With this new force joining them, perhaps they could truly resist Jun Xiaoyao.

Yet upon hearing those words, Princess Long Ji's face froze, then her eyes snapped toward Ao Luan.

In those beautiful eyes surged boundless killing intent and rage.

"You're Ao Luan!"

Princess Long Ji's black hair whipped wildly—she had watched coldly until now, but upon hearing those two syllables, she could no longer remain composed.

If not for Ao Luan, how could she have been reduced to such a state?

If not for Ao Luan, how could she have been humiliated and toyed with by Jun Xiaoyao?

Most importantly, Ao Luan had nearly killed her.

Had Jun Xiaoyao not intervened, Princess Long Ji might have died never knowing who had secretly betrayed her.

As for why Ao Luan had betrayed her, Princess Long Ji had been confused until now.

But now, seeing Ao Luan follow Long Ao, she instantly understood.

"Did Long Ao resent me and order Ao Luan to act—or did Ao Luan act on her own?" Princess Long Ji thought inwardly.

Previously, Long Ao had courted her, even wished to make her his principal consort, but Princess Long Ji had treated him coldly, with indifference.

Perhaps that very attitude had wounded Long Ao's pride, causing him to turn love into hatred and send Ao Luan to retaliate.

Or perhaps Ao Luan, obsessed with Long Ao, had acted out of jealousy.

Either way, Princess Long Ji had become an innocent victim.

In short, her suffering was inextricably tied to Long Ao.

Thinking of the injustice she had endured, Princess Long Ji's rage surged even higher.

"Die, you bitch!"

Without a word, Princess Long Ji unleashed her jade palm toward Ao Luan.

Seeing this, Ao Luan's eyes flashed panic, then she darted behind Long Ao and cried, "My Lord Long, save me!"

"Damn you, you whore—you've truly aligned yourself with Jun Xiaoyao!"

Seeing Princess Long Ji attack, Long Ao's fury flared.

He hadn't even confronted her about her alliance with Jun Xiaoyao.

Yet she had immediately moved to kill Ao Luan.

Ao Luan was invaluable to Long Ao—he could not stand by and let her die.

So Long Ao struck back, his dragon qi surging as he swung his palm to clash with Princess Long Ji's attack.

Seeing Long Ao defend Ao Luan, Princess Long Ji confirmed their connection.

Thus, she was even more enraged.

"How dare you call me a whore? Long Ao, you and this bitch are partners in crime, plotting to destroy me!" Princess Long Ji's hair flew wildly, her beautiful eyes blazing with fire.

Their techniques clashed, magic power erupted, shaking heaven and earth.

This scene left all the external prodigies watching utterly stunned.

What had they just witnessed?

The Forbidden Primordial of the Ancestral Dragon Nest was fighting the Ancient Monster.

This kind of infighting had never been seen before.

Most importantly, no one understood what had happened.

Logically, the two should have joined forces against Jun Xiaoyao.

Bystanders naturally knew nothing of Jun Xiaoyao's scheme and meticulous planning.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

This was exactly the scene he had wanted.

Layer upon layer of misunderstandings had piled up, now exploding simultaneously.

All reason was gone—only rage and hatred remained.

Combined with Long Ao and Princess Long Ji's inherently proud and arrogant natures,

such proud individuals would never deign to explain themselves—they each expected the other to bow and admit fault first.

But once misunderstandings deepened and became irreconcilable, the result was an ever-tightening knot, ending in complete opposition and rupture.

From this alone, one could see that Jun Xiaoyao was not only highly strategic but also profoundly insightful into human nature.

If Long Ao had been the type to remain calm and patient, perhaps the misunderstanding might have slowly unraveled.

But now, clearly, no words could help.

Princess Long Ji was determined to kill Ao Luan.

And Long Ao must protect Ao Luan at all costs.

Thus, the conflict between the two became an irreconcilable deadlock.

Jun Xiaoyao did not lift a single finger, yet he caused the Two Dragons of the Ancestral Dragon Nest to descend into complete schism and opposition.

From beginning to end, only Lei Mingyuan knew of Jun Xiaoyao's scheme.

His gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao now carried profound admiration and reverence.

Jun Xiaoyao, forever the god!