The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1104: Three Thousand Minor Worlds

With Ye Mo’s current strength, even without the protection of the Four Great Protector Giants, no faction could enter the canyon. Only the six super first-rate talents, bringing their battle-ready geniuses, could manage it.

However, this is clearly an impossible scenario.

Ye Mo sat cross-legged in the canyon, slowly comprehending the power of time, seeking the true essence of time.

Besides that, he was condensing a Devil Dragon Avatar. By his estimation, four months would be enough to create one.

He estimated that within a year, he could fully grasp the power of time, enter the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm, and greatly increase his strength, achieving astounding progress.

"Kid, now I finally understand why you’re so powerful. It turns out the power you wield is not of the secular world, but the Immortal-Slaying Force. It must be, otherwise, you couldn’t possibly handle such terrifying challenges across levels."

The voice of the Wraith Demon Emperor echoed again within the Devil Refining Gourd.

"Immortal-Slaying Force? Since you’re already a dead man, I might as well tell you, my power belongs to the Deity, a force that even the Immortal-Slaying Force would tremble before. However, my current power is too weak, possessing the might of a Deity without the true power."

Ye Mo said with a cold snort.

"Hahahahaha!"

Upon hearing Ye Mo’s words, the Wraith Demon Emperor laughed heartily.

"What’s so funny?"

Ye Mo asked.

"I laugh because your cultivation has also reached its limit!"

The Wraith Demon Emperor responded.

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo once again activated the Devil Refining Gourd, causing the Devil Refining Fire to rage wildly, aiming to suppress the Wraith Demon Emperor while screams resounded in the Gourd.

"Ha, without reaching the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm, you can’t refine me, and you can’t break through to the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm."

The Wraith Demon Emperor laughed bitterly: "Do you not know, that there are three thousand such continents as Lingwu Continent?"

"What? Three thousand continents?"

Ye Mo was taken aback.

"All three thousand continents are collectively known as the Three Thousand Minor Worlds, and the Lingwu Continent ranks 2998th among them."

The Wraith Demon Emperor said.

Ye Mo knew about the legend of an immortal world, but to discover that aside from Lingwu Continent, there were three thousand other continents was indeed a shock, especially since Lingwu Continent was ranked second to last.

"How do you know all this?"

Ye Mo asked.

"I am not a person from Lingwu Continent, I belong to the Wraith Land. Our Wraith Land, ten thousand years ago, experienced a continental-scale war that shook the continent to its core. A corner of the continent was smashed down in your extreme Northern regions, thus forming the Wraith Kingdom."

The Wraith Demon Emperor said.

"Oh? And where does your Wraith Land rank?"

Ye Mo asked curiously.

"Wraith Land ranks second among the Three Thousand Continents, one of the strongest continents in the Three Thousand Minor Worlds, and also the most populous."

The Wraith Emperor said calmly: "With Lingwu Continent’s spatial strength, it couldn’t possibly withstand your ascension."

This was just like how Ye Mo couldn’t ascend to the Transcendence Realm in the Zone of Desolation. The frequency of Heaven and Earth was too weak, suppressing Ye Mo’s cultivation. And now, in trying to ascend to the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm, he faced the same problem.

To ascend, he’d have to go to a continent far superior to Lingwu Continent, not just a few levels up.

"What do you want by telling me this? You think I’ll let you go?"

Ye Mo’s voice was cold, but internally, he was in turmoil. If he couldn’t ascend to the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm on the Lingwu Continent, would he have to go to another continent?

"Ye Mo, I think we’ll cooperate; soon you’ll come to find me willingly, hahaha!"

Having said that, the Wraith Demon Emperor fell silent.

As he anticipated, it’s very likely that Wraith Land has already opened the Vanquishing Martial Realm connecting the two continents, and Lingwu Continent would face its greatest crisis yet.

"Hong Ling, have you heard of Wraith Land?"

At this moment, Ye Mo continued conversing with Hong Ling, wanting to fully understand Wraith Land.

"Yes!"

Hong Ling nodded slightly, saying: "I’ve heard that Wraith Land is the most peculiar among the Three Thousand Continents. It is said that Wraith Land has a domain called Dead Soul Domain, which accommodates the dead creatures from all three thousand worlds. Whether demon beasts, spirits, or humans, as long as they haven’t reached the Divine Venerate Realm, after death, they enter the Dead Soul Domain."

Upon reaching the Divine Venerate Realm, one can cultivate a spirit, and after death, they cannot enter the Dead Soul Domain, therefore having a chance for resurrection.

But if they haven’t reached the Divine Venerate Realm, after death, they become Dead Soul Creatures, all entering the Dead Soul Domain.

It can be said that the Dead Soul Domain is a prison for all deceased creatures of the Three Thousand Worlds.

"Are you saying that when people die, they can enter the Dead Soul Domain?"

Hearing this, Ye Mo’s heart started pounding. Doesn’t that mean he could see his father, his deceased master, or even Liu Qingtai, who died because of him?

"Ye Mo, I know what you’re thinking. To tell you the truth, entering the Dead Soul Domain is like being imprisoned, with no chance of getting out, as leaving would violate the laws of Heaven and Earth."

Hong Ling said calmly: "Moreover, you can’t enter Wraith Land. To break open the space between continents, only a master at the Divine Venerate Realm can do it."

"Wraith Land, I must go; Dead Soul Domain, I must see, even if my father and the others can’t come out, I must see it."

Knowing about the Dead Soul Domain gave Ye Mo a sliver of hope. He cared not for the so-called laws of Heaven and Earth, for in his eyes, they were merely shackles for the weak. Surely there’s a way to resurrect his father.

Perhaps, the cost would be great.

As Ye Mo pondered, sounds of disturbance emerged from outside the canyon. No need to think much; someone was attacking his canyon.

Ye Mo stood up, and with a casual stride, exited the canyon, only to see a faction targeting his territory. The leader was a genius of the Third Transformation of Wheel of Reincarnation. Although not very strong, the backing 500 battle geniuses were formidable, charging in, using formations to hold back the Four Great Protector Giants. Under the cover of hundreds of battle geniuses, the leader rushed straight into the canyon.

"Courting death!"

Ye Mo instantly made his move, his figure flashing as he stood blocking the canyon’s entrance. Ferociously attacking, his Mortal Gate in the arms roared like dragons, the power unleashed far stronger than before, the dragon’s aura breaking through the sky.

Boom boom boom!

The leader genius, before realizing what happened, was smashed into a pulp, dispersing energy everywhere.

"What?"

The assisting geniuses were utterly shocked by this scene, unable to react before being struck by the Protector Giants, also turning to energy that scattered.

Ye Mo no longer concerned himself with the assisting geniuses, directly killing the faction leader genius, practically dismantling the faction from within.