The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood - Chapter 466

Chapter 466: Ye Mo Moves
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“What?!” The elders of Spirit Fox Clan were left speechless. Lin Langya had been defeated. Could it be that they would have to fight?

“This Mo Hun has bad intentions for him to come with three Zone of Demon experts. All of them are geniuses among geniuses.” Clan Leader Yin Hu clenched his teeth.

“Haha, Clan Leader Yin Hu, I told you,” Mo Hun said. “For this trip, I brought four great demon generals of the Demon Race. Mo Jiao is guarding the north of the mountain. He’s a flood dragon, and by cultivating the cultivation method of our Zone of Demon, his strength has skyrocketed. He is the second strongest of the four great demon generals. Mo Yan has refined the Demonic Flame in his Demonic Power, and he’s even obtained and refined a Demonic Flame Seed from the Demonic Flame Cave. Still, he’s just the fourth-strongest of my generals.”

While Mo Hun spoke, he observed Clan Leader Yin Hu’s complexion. When he saw Clan Leader Yin Hu’s expression slowly souring, he continued speaking, “As for the two behind me, the strongest person is Mo Wuwang, at the mid-stage of Spirit Devour Realm. The other is the third strongest, Mo Leitian.”

“What? You mean that Mo Yan is actually the weakest?” one of the elders exclaimed in shock. Mo Yan was already so powerful. And behind him, there were two even stronger generals? How were they supposed to keep fighting then?

“Let me try.” Miao Miao couldn’t hold herself back. Just as she was about to charge out, a strong arm reached out and held her in place.

“Senior Sister Miao Miao, let me give it a try,” Ye Mo offered calmly.

“You?” Miao Miao had never expected Ye Mo to offer to help. After all, he had been badly scolded by her father earlier.

“Why? Don’t you trust me?” Ye Mo smiled.

“Not really. But…” Miao Miao was speechless. This was the first time she had ever been speechless.

“You said it before, right? Us disciples of Asura Palace have to defend our honor,” Ye Mo said with a smile. “All of you have done so much for the Asura Palace. Let me, the newcomer, deal with this.”

Then, under everyone’s stupefied gazes, he strode forth.

“You got guts, kid,” Mo Yan said expressionlessly. A clump of black flame appeared, forming armor around his body. “You’re challenging me when you’re just in the late-stage Heaven’s Gate Realm? As a sign of respect for your courage, I’ll leave your corpse as intact as possible.”

“You’ve probably exhausted quite a lot of your strength against Lan Langya,” Ye Mo said. “Do you want to take a break before we fight?”

Even at his full power, Mo Yan wasn’t Ye Mo’s match. Now that he had exhausted himself unleashing the Infernal Storm, he definitely couldn’t.

“Trying to buy more time?” Mo Yan said angrily. “Do you take me for a fool? I don’t need to recover my strength to kill you.”

He howled loudly and waved his sword repeatedly. The wind around him went berserk, sword light whizzing everywhere.

His move contained an incredibly powerful Will of Demonic Flame. The space around Mo Yun seemed to be on the verge of being sliced apart.

The flame was fiercely, yet Ye Mo stood motionless. Everyone thought Ye Mo was stunned from his fear. Ye Mo hadn’t moved even a tiny bit.

But the truth was that to remain calm in the face of adversity was the path to greatness.

“Die!”

Right as the sword light was about to hit Ye Mo, he poured his Caged Dragon Power into the Sky Blood Spear. He erupted with 100,000 streams of Caged Dragon Power. His presence grew, the ground beneath him started to crumble apart.

This scene shocked not only the Spirit Fox Clan. Even the three from the Zone of Demon were in disbelief.

“Mo Yan, dodge it!” Mo Hun shouted.

It was too late. One jab of Ye Mo’s spear broke through the layers of attack sent by Mo Yan and reached Mo Yan’s armor. The armor was unable to withstand even a single blow. The spear pierced Mo Yan’s chest, right where his demonic core was.

“How is he this powerful?”

Even with Ye Mo’s spear stabbed through his demonic core, Mo Yan still had the same haughty and domineering look on his face. “I am one of the most outstanding demon generals. Lord commander told me that with my current strength, I can kill anyone below mid-stage Spirit Devour Realm. No one would be my match. How can a nobody like you defeat me?”

“A nobody?” Ye Mo sneered before leaning in near Mo Yan’s ears. He whispered, “I already killed Mo Jiao. You’re nothing.”

“What? Mo…!!”

Before he could finish his sentence, he breathed his last.

Ye Mo retrieved his weapon and sent Mo Yan’s corpse flying with a kick. Then, he spoke with a stern voice, “I offered to let him rest and recover his strength before fighting. He should have listened.”

When he was done speaking, Ye Mo reached out and pulled. A demonic core appeared on his palm and, with a flash, he put the demonic core into his dimensional bracelet.

“Won? That Heaven’s Gate Realm kid actually won?” Clan Leader Yin Hu couldn’t believe it. He recalled Ye Mo’s bold arrival earlier, how he ignored Ye Mo and begged for Lin Langya’s help instead.

Who was the genius? In Clan Leader Yin Hu’s point of view, Ye Mo was the true genius. With a cultivation level of late-stage Heaven’s Gate Realm, he was able to kill Mo Yan with a single blow, after Mo Yan had used the Infernal Storm to defeat the mighty Lin Langya.

“How ruthless!” Mo Hun snorted coldly. He turned and glanced at Mo Leitian, the number three demon general.

“Mo Leitian, your turn,” he said. “Kill the kid for me.”

Mo Leitian nodded. He prepared to enter the battlefield.

“Lord Mo Hun, let me go,” Mo Wuwang offered. “We can’t afford to drag this out. We need to finish as soon as possible.”

Mo Wuwang shot out, landed before Ye Mo, and glared.

“If you can defeat me, the Silver Fox Clan will win the bet,” Mo Wuwang said faintly. Streams of purple radiance rose from his body. The powerful energy undulations looked extremely imposing and terrifying.

“You’re a mid-stage Spirit Devour Realm expert and the strongest of the four great demon generals.” Ye Mo asked mockingly. “Can you please allow me to recover my energy before we start fighting?”

“Hmph. Don’t compare me with trash like Mo Yan,” Mo Wuwang replied, ignoring Ye Mo’s ridicule.

“He’s so powerful,” Miao Miao said, worried. “I reckon he’s already as strong as Mao Mao, but Mao Mao’s in the late-stage Spirit Devour Realm.”

“He’s powerful,” Yin Hu said faintly. “But your friend doesn’t look worried at all. I think he’s got something hidden up his sleeve.”

He could see that Ye Mo was skilled with words. He first angered his opponent, causing the opponent to attack and revealing a flaw in his defense before killing the opponent with one move.

But it seemed Mo Wuwang wouldn’t be so easy to manipulate.

This was a battle between a late-stage Heaven’s Gate Realm and mid-stage Spirit Devour Realm. A clash of this level was unprecedented.