Billionaire God of War

Luo Long told everyone to leave the room and stay out.

There was a hint of worry, anxiety and unease on his face.

Luo Qi was not behaving like himself right now. He seemed like a different person and felt like a complete stranger to Luo Long. He had no idea how powerful Luo Qi was at this moment. They were doomed if Jiang Ning couldn't beat him.

That would mean the end of Jiang Ning, Tianlian Sect and everyone else.

Time crawled. Every minute spent outside was torture.

Standing in the ancestral hall was an altar that was lined with numerous tablets that belonged to generations of ancestors from Tianlian Sect, including the past generations of sect leaders and elders. Their seniority and rank dictated where their tablet was placed.

These were the founders and builders of Tianlian Sect and men who had done great things for the sect.

Anyone who came after them should accord them the proper respect and awe that they deserved.

Luo Qi walked right up to the altar and allowed his eyes to sweep past the tablets.

"You must feel anxious for the sect and the mediocrity it has languished in for so long." He barked out a laugh. A flicker of scorn flashed across his eyes as he remained standing. "There's no point in fretting though. You're all dead. There's nothing you can do. I'm the only one you can count on now."

He reached out and let his fingers slide across one tablet. "You gave everything of yourself when you created Tianlian Sect and ended up sacrificing yourself so that the sect could secure its position in the mountain. But the sect wasn't powerful enough then. It was still too weak."

his head as he lost

struggled to get to where it was today. He had witnessed its labors since he had been a child. When he had been made

would resort to anything

only thought in his mind. He seemed slightly crazed as his eyes gradually became colored with greed and lust. His current ambition no longer seemed enough. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

Luo Qi wanted more.

PAK!

the one who's going to make a difference. This

founder's altar

that when he died, his

the

travesty. In fact, they might attack Luo Qi and

convinced that he had everything in the palm

in the mountain and the

wonderful

out into mad laughter, stretching his arms out and lifting his face skyward as he laughed.

SWOOSH!

sudden wind

Luo Qi's faced darkened.

as he whirled around, raised his fist and

BAM!

from the forceful