The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1266: Chapter 1267: Mu Wanqing Appears

"Kid, this move is a Space Burst. I’ll make you shatter along with this space!"

The Ninth Prince shouted angrily, and with a punch, the surrounding space instantly shattered like fragile walls breaking apart, revealing a vast expanse of Spatial Storms.

"Hm?"

The Ninth Prince furrowed his brow, because he noticed that his move didn’t hit Ye Mo, or rather, Ye Mo had already disappeared from his original spot the moment his punch landed.

Soon after, three people appeared in front of the Ninth Prince.

A man and a woman stood there, with Ye Mo behind them.

Ye Mo looked at the man and woman in front of him and couldn’t help but smile wryly. Mu Wanqing and Mo Bufan had also entered the Blood Prison Battlefield.

"Are you two reinforcements sent by the Spirit Martial Camp?"

The Ninth Prince looked at the two people in front of him. Despite being heavily injured, his face still showed deep disdain.

"Did you injure him?"

Mu Wanqing looked at the Ninth Prince, her face extremely cold.

"Do you even need to ask?"

The Ninth Prince sneered coldly, waved his hands, and a Spatial Longsword formed in his grasp. He spun forcefully, and the longsword in his hand swung fiercely towards the three of them.

Immediately, large swathes of space smashed down again with a crackling sound.

"Great Tomb Swallowing Heaven!"

Mu Wanqing shouted, and the erupting space was all swallowed up.

Mu Wanqing flipped out a longsword, electrifyingly fast, spinning and instantly blocking in front of the Ninth Prince, containing terrifying Sword Intent. Three consecutive slashes were sent out, each with different changes.

The Ninth Prince was also taken aback, clearly not expecting the suddenly appearing woman to be so formidable.

Bang!

The Ninth Prince’s palm struck horizontally, and the surrounding space unexpectedly began to spin abruptly, seemingly intending to redirect Mu Wanqing’s attack to another space.

However, at this moment, Mo Bufan also moved, unleashing the power of the Three Time-Space Gates entirely, delivering a fierce palm strike, hitting the back of the Ninth Prince in an instant.

The Ninth Prince, already having his vital points hit by Ye Mo, was not only heavily injured but also severely diminished in strength, falling short of reaching the level to open the Second Temporal-Spatial Gateway. Furthermore, Mo Bufan was a top expert from Lingwu Continent, and his palm strike thoroughly wounded the Ninth Prince.

And Mu Wanqing’s sword strike directly pierced through the Ninth Prince’s throat.

"You, you!"

The Ninth Prince’s pupils were round, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"We are all geniuses transmitted from Lingwu Continent."

Mu Wanqing said indifferently.

"Haha!"

The Ninth Prince howled menacingly, saying, "You will die miserably, the Second Prince will avenge me!"

"Mu Wanqing, there are still two princes from the Dead Soul Royal Family ahead, I’ve sealed their Dantian and deceived them by saying only I can undo it. Make sure they don’t escape."

Ye Mo said.

"Alright!"

Mu Wanqing and Mo Bufan disappeared from the spot simultaneously.

"Shatter the body, merge with space!"

Seeing the two leave, the Ninth Prince made a swift decision, shattering his body and completely disappearing into the space.

"Trying to escape?"

Ye Mo knew this was an extremely powerful technique, transforming the body into fragments and fusing it with space.

Ye Mo immediately formed seals with his hands, and two Vajra Bells descended from the sky, as the Five Elements Immortal Futu Palm slapped out fiercely. In no time, nearly tangible golden Buddhist light surged outward like waves from Ye Mo’s center.

Hum, hum, hum!

A series of bell sounds, like a death knell, erupted throughout, as a disheveled figure shattered out from a certain space.

Ye Mo spread his hand wide, as if directly probing into the depths of space, grabbing the bloodied Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince’s Immortal Artifact armor was already shattered, and his body was covered in bloodstains, trembling violently and letting out a mournful voice, "Spare me, spare me! I am the Ninth Prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family, I’ll give you many benefits. If you kill me, the Second Prince won’t let you off; you’ll die miserably."

Originally, even though he was severely injured by Mu Wanqing and Mo Bufan together, he was carefree. He cultivated a Space Technique, allowing his body to become space fragments and escape by merging into space.

However, he hadn’t anticipated that Ye Mo would have such powerful martial pursuits, almost attacking in a full range.

"Is that so? I’ve seen the Second Prince’s methods, and they’re nothing much."

Ye Mo laughed, "I just wonder if your so-called Sixth Prince, Fifth Prince, or the like are qualified to play with me."

Saying this, Ye Mo clenched his big hand, directly severing the opponent’s head, causing the Ninth Prince’s final scream to cut off abruptly.

Immediately, two treasures burst out from his body, one of which was the armor that had long been shattered, while the other was a necklace.

The pendant of this necklace was a purple crystal, emitting a glowing brilliance.

"This is a Soul Device, Soul Clan’s Glory, the strongest Soul Defense Immortal Artifact among the Ten Great Soul Tools."

The Wraith Demon Emperor immediately said.

"So this is the Soul Defense Immortal Artifact?"

Ye Mo looked at the "Soul Clan’s Glory," and directly wore it around his neck. Instantly, a gentle energy invaded his body, even entering the Butu Tower, forming a purple light membrane that protected Ye Mo’s spirit.

"What a miraculous treasure!"

Ye Mo had just exclaimed in surprise when his expression suddenly changed. The purple light membrane began to shrink rapidly.

"Damn it, the Artifact Spirit of this Immortal Artifact is up to no good!"

Ye Mo’s face changed, his spirit immediately stood up, a spear condensed in hand, and he pierced it through fiercely, yet he couldn’t break the purple light membrane.

Seeing this, Hong Ling also immediately entered the Spiritial Artifact Space with Qiu Qiu, thrusting a spear fiercely, yet still unable to break through the purple light membrane.

"Impossible, what exactly is this layer of purple light membrane?"

Hong Ling’s spear still couldn’t pierce through despite utilizing Qiu Qiu’s Power of Yin and Yang.

"This is a treasure capable of withstanding Heart Force attacks, and being one of Wraith Land’s Ten Great Soul Tools, it isn’t easily broken."

The Wraith Demon Emperor said.

"Just one of the Ten Great Soul Tools."

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded, and a strange seal appeared in the Spiritial Artifact Space inside the Butu Tower, adhering directly to the purple light membrane. Instantly, the purple glow that was about to compress Ye Mo’s spirit began to twist and then shattered completely.

"How is this possible? It actually broke the defense of the Soul Clan’s Glory in one move?"

The Wraith Demon Emperor also knew that the one who acted was the Artifact Spirit of the Suppression Celestial Seal.

"No matter how strong it is, it’s just an Immortal Artifact. Since this Immortal Artifact’s Artifact Spirit is so disobedient, I’ll go teach him a lesson."

The lazy voice echoed again, as Ye Mo noticed, the chubby one had already entered the Spiritial Artifact Space of Soul Clan’s Glory. After a moment’s cultivation technique, the chubby one patted his hands and returned to his own space.

"Alright, that thing doesn’t dare to make trouble anymore."

The chubby one said after finishing, then promptly fell into a deep sleep.