The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1242: Lingwu Genius vs

Ye Mo handed over one hundred thousand Wheel of Reincarnation Pills, and after waiting for a moment, it was his turn.

Ye Mo slowly walked towards the square, and the surrounding audience burst into cheers. They had never seen such a young Martial Artist dare to challenge the lower-level Dream-entering Stone.

Ye Mo approached the Dream-entering Stone, placing his arm directly on it. Instantly, four figures appeared before him in red, black, white, and gold, whose strength indeed exceeded that of the four warriors Ye Mo had previously encountered. For an average Martial Artist, if their foundation was not solid and their Xuan Aura not refined, even defeating one of them would be impossible, let alone all four at once.

Ye Mo gazed at the red-clad Ye Mo charging at him without a trace of concern. Lu Xian’s arm suddenly swung; a powerful suction force swept up the red-clad Ye Mo, capturing him in Ye Mo’s grasp. Under the control of Lu Xian’s arm, the red-clad Ye Mo was completely immobilized. With another wave, it seemed as though the very space began to crumble, and the other three figures attacked Ye Mo simultaneously, utterly helpless.

Ye Mo threw the red-clad Ye Mo away and summoned the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, swinging it fiercely. The Magic Weapon Red Tassle Spear struck all four figures simultaneously.

"Amazing!"

The black-robed elder watched and was utterly taken aback by this display of carnage.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Ye Mo’s performance immediately drew cheers from the surroundings. Ye Mo’s strength was simply too formidable. Though the Dream-entering Stone could transform into four adversaries of similar ability based on a warrior’s actual combat aptitude, generally, strong warriors, with their techniques and hidden strengths, could exhibit skills far beyond their inherent capabilities.

In their eyes, Ye Mo passing the first test was child’s play.

Second test, Infinite Puppet Array

Ye Mo, without suspense, defeated it directly.

As for the third test, the Fantasy Dream, the dreamscape manifested as a transcendent beauty veiled in thin silk. While everyone was amazed by her temperament and appearance, Ye Mo once again broke through the dreamscape.

The third test, still without suspense, was passed effortlessly.

The three tests didn’t take even a minute, all cleared smoothly, leaving everyone astonished, their cheers surging like waves.

Passing the tests meant he could challenge Lord Snow Eagle.

Even the black-robed elder, shedding tears of blood internally, hadn’t expected Ye Mo to clear the Dream-entering Stone in one go.

"May I ask, Master, what is your name?"

The black-robed elder inquired politely.

"Ye Mo!"

Ye Mo replied calmly.

"Master Ye Mo, now that you have succeeded in challenging the Dream-entering Stone, Lord Snow Eagle will soon learn of this. When do you intend to challenge Lord Snow Eagle?"

The black-robed elder continued.

"I want to enter the Blood Prison Battlefield, so I will challenge Lord Snow Eagle right now!"

Ye Mo did not wish to delay.

As soon as Ye Mo finished speaking, the entire venue fell silent. No one expected this young man, who looked merely twenty, to immediately challenge Lord Snow Eagle after the Dream-entering Stone.

In the past, those powerful figures would rest for three days after the Dream-entering Stone, making full preparations before challenging Lord Snow Eagle. Now, with this young man breaking tradition, it caught everyone off guard.

Nevertheless, most people remained skeptical about the upcoming challenge.

After all, Lord Snow Eagle was hailed as the most talented warrior of the Spirit Martial Camp, having emerged a few years ago to defeat the previous Lord Snow Eagle and accept numerous challenges without ever losing.

At that moment, one hundred miles from the square, at the Talisman Mansion, atop a massive palace, stood a figure like a spear piercing the sky, encased in a thin layer of blue ice beneath his feet.

This person was adorned in an ice-blue robe, with long ice-blue hair, sharp eyebrows, and twinkling eyes, with a gentle gaze.

Energy waves seemed to ripple around him, as if the entire world was influenced by his aura.

"Lord, the young man called Ye Mo intends to challenge you today."

A guard dashed over from the sky, bowing as he spoke.

"It seems everyone desires to enter the Blood Prison Battlefield, hence the frequent challenges lately."

Flipping his long hair, Lord Snow Eagle spoke softly.

Meanwhile, the scene returned to the square, where the crowd burst into cheers once more.

"You are my second challenge today. Since you lack discernment, I have no choice but to turn you into an ice sculpture, placing it at the entrance of the Lord’s Mansion to deter others."

A streak of ice-blue light swept from afar, halting in mid-air, the figure grasping an ice-blue spear that pointed directly at Ye Mo’s forehead.

The spear soared skyward like a long rainbow piercing through the sun, its energy intimidating.

"Bingyou Xuepo Spear!"

The new arrival was none other than Lord Snow Eagle, yet everyone’s gaze was fixed on the spear in his hand.

The surrounding audience gasped; this Bingyou Xuepo Spear, an Ancient Fierce Weapon, had never been used by Lord Snow Eagle during challenges before. His appearance now marked its momentous debut.

"Lord Snow Eagle, you’ve finally arrived!"

Ye Mo looked up at Lord Snow Eagle, his body rising until he floated at the same altitude.

"Haha, it seems you have assured victory."

Lord Snow Eagle spoke softly.

"Indeed!"

Ye Mo replied confidently.

"Many have claimed as much, yet all have fallen to my hand."

Lord Snow Eagle remarked, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp.

"Bring it on!"

Ye Mo shouted, brandishing the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, displaying no fear of Lord Snow Eagle, whose strength only fueled his fighting spirit.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, watching the two opponents in the sky.

Swish!

Suddenly, Lord Snow Eagle thrust his spear, millions of Magic Weapon Red Tassle Spears surged forth, boundless as they transformed into ice-blue coldness, sweeping towards Ye Mo from all directions.

Boom, boom, boom!

Ye Mo remained unmoved, the Blood Fiend Spear swung ferociously, each strike precisely countering the cold attacks. Instantly, explosive sounds of collision echoed in the air.

In an instant, the two spears in the air alternated continuously, with sonic booms resounding repeatedly.

These moves by Lord Snow Eagle were merely to test Ye Mo, but he never anticipated Ye Mo would dispel them with such ease.

"Take this!"

Ye Mo deflected Lord Snow Eagle’s attack with a spear, the Blood Fiend Frenzied Divine Strength enveloping everything. Instantly, countless spear shadows merged into one, with the Blood Fiend Return unleashed, a colossal Magic Weapon Red Tassle Spear spanning the void, flashing with a bloody light, appeared before Lord Snow Eagle.

"Binyou Wanli!"

Lord Snow Eagle also swung fiercely, raising a spear’s Gang Qi into the sky, crashing fiercely into that Magic Weapon Red Tassle Spear.

Bang!

The two attacks collided with a thunderous roar, the terrifying shockwave erupting. The impact was so fearsome that even those who had opened the Three Time-Space Gates felt alarmed.