The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1271: Chapter 1272: A Mad Act

"How can a martial artist with the Wheel of Reincarnation Seven Transformations have such high cultivation?"

Wen Chichi spoke, his face turning cold, and shouted, "Why haven’t you stopped Ye Mo for me yet?"

Immediately, the Mystical Immortal Fairy descended from the sky, swinging several swords continuously, instantly fending off Ye Mo’s terrifying assault. However, the Mystical Immortal Fairy was directly smashed away by Ye Mo’s Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist.

Obviously, Wen Chichi had already ordered Xiao Yue to take action. Now Xiao Yue’s heart had been stolen by Wen Chichi. This kind of stealing happens because Xiao Yue has love in her heart for Ye Mo. If Xiao Yue had no love in her heart, Wen Chichi would not have been able to succeed.

Now, in Xiao Yue’s heart, Wen Chichi is Ye Mo.

"Feng Chu, Mu Wanqing, you two stop Yueyue, but make sure you don’t hurt her."

Ye Mo roared, and Feng Chu and Mu Wanqing simultaneously made their moves, holding Xiao Yue at bay, while Ye Mo fiercely attacked Wen Chichi. The two exchanged hundreds of moves.

This intense battle made Wen Chichi feel increasingly weaker as the fight went on.

In a war of attrition, Ye Mo indeed had the advantage. First of all, his power was immensely vast, and he secretly used the Wind Fire Tyrant Seal Technique to make Wen Chichi’s attacks grow increasingly weaker.

Suddenly, Ye Mo struck with a punch, invisibly causing it to hit the opponent’s chest directly, sending him flying far away, crashing into a tent which immediately collapsed.

Ye Mo’s large hand suddenly slapped, causing the tent to explode open, yet Wen Chichi’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

"What’s going on?"

Ye Mo extended the range of the Dragon’s Chant Domain maximally; the opponent couldn’t possibly escape using a field.

Even the surrounding leaders were astonished; allowing an opponent to escape right under one’s nose would be a total loss of face if it spread out.

Ye Mo grabbed with his big hand, reclaiming all the treasures stolen by the opponent, and then asked the Wraith Demon Emperor: "Does the opponent possess a soul device that can conceal his form?"

Each prince carries a soul device, and perhaps this Fifth Prince has one too, and it might be a form-concealing type. Otherwise, how did the opponent manage to infiltrate their camp unnoticed?

"Among the Ten Great Soul Tools, indeed there is one soul device that can conceal a form, when activated, it can almost instantly disappear from the spot."

The Wraith Demon Emperor nodded and said.

Ye Mo immediately began to activate the Eye of the Divine Beast, attempting to capture the opponent’s form. Initially, he wanted to deploy the Buddha’s Light Tower Bell. With his current power, he could surely ring it 54 times, which is the limit of two Vajra Bells. However, with so many leaders nearby, it’s indeed inappropriate to use this move.

"If I could just lock onto the opponent’s aura, even just a thread, it would be perfect."

Ye Mo silently thought to himself; as long as he could lock onto a thread, even if the opponent disappeared again, Ye Mo’s Immortal Cycle of Life and Death could track them.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yue, suppressed by Feng Chu and Mu Wanqing, was almost unable to breathe. She quickly took advantage of Profound Heart Fairy’s cover, and her delicate figure shot towards a direction.

"Ye Mo, wait for me!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo’s Eye of the Divine Beast operated almost at the fastest speed. Sure enough, he saw a faint ripple in the direction Xiao Yue was heading, and Ye Mo instantly locked onto it. A black flame wheel in his hand had already condensed and was thrown directly.

Ye Mo’s body moved again, suddenly reaching out a big hand, pulling Xiao Yue into his arms, saying, "Yueyue, I am Ye Mo."

Shocked by Ye Mo’s assurance, Xiao Yue also seemed bewildered. Her heart was stolen by Wen Chichi, so she simply didn’t recognize Ye Mo, yet felt some familiarity with the man in front, beginning to feel at a loss.

The Immortal Cycle of Life and Death locked onto Wen Chichi, ensuring an unyielding pursuit. As the Immortal Cycle of Life and Death exploded completely, a disheveled figure suddenly flew back, lying on the flat ground a hundred yards away from the camp, sputtering blood repeatedly.

This figure, the thief Wen Chichi whom everyone feared in the Wraith Land, was now powerless against Ye Mo’s Immortal Cycle of Life and Death.

But the fallen Wen Chichi was also thoroughly provoked, as if a vast aura was about to erupt.

"Ye Mo, don’t think you can kill me this way. Even if I die, I won’t spare you. I once stole a martial pursuit skill from a masters, which can compress one’s power to a point and then unleash an extremely strong attack. Now you will know what true death is. I will transform into a Dead Soul Creature and wait for you in the Dead Soul Domain."

Gulp!

Wen Chichi seemed aware he could not escape, tearing all his clothes off, with his whole body beginning to compress, a ring flying out during the compression process.

"Run quickly, this guy is about to self-destruct!"

Li Murong saw this and shouted. He also rushed forward, extending a big hand, and conjured a huge defensive barrier, enveloping the space where Wen Chichi was.

As Wen Chichi’s blood, flesh, and power all compressed into a small fleshball, the fleshball wriggled in the air, everyone sensed the terrifying power contained within. It was feared that even a Demi-Honored Fighter might not withstand it, and if they did, it wouldn’t be pleasant.

Moreover, the fleshball seemed to contain an aura of supreme resentment. If it exploded completely, it could spell disaster.

"You want to self-destruct, it’s not that easy!"

Ye Mo moved his body, fiercely rushing into the barrier, his mouth opened wide, and a strong suction force swept out, directly swallowing the fleshball Wen Chichi had turned into.

Everyone witnessed this scene, rendered speechless in fright; Ye Mo actually swallowed the fleshball directly.

"What is Ye Mo doing? He actually swallowed that fleshball, doesn’t he fear explosion?"

"Let’s run, don’t worry about him, he’s simply gone mad."

Many leaders scrambled to flee in the direction away from Ye Mo.

"That Ye Mo is simply crazy, but he likely wouldn’t do something if not confident."

Feng Chu stood by, not fleeing like the others.

Swallowing that fleshball was indeed extremely dangerous, but for Ye Mo, it might also be an opportunity. Compressing the entire body, flesh, and cultivation into a point and swallowing it; if it can truly be absorbed, it’d be like devouring everything from a powerful warrior, something no one would willingly do.

Yet Wen Chichi chose to do this to annihilate everyone, and used the supreme cultivation technique stolen to compress everything into the fleshball.

Ye Mo felt the fleshball already restless inside his body, an unimaginable terrifying power ready to explode.

"Wen Chichi, you completely didn’t expect that the power you wanted to use to destroy the Spirit Martial Camp would instead help me advance."

Ye Mo sneered, and the fleshball suddenly exploded, the terrifying power sweeping across.

"Impact away, Wheel of Reincarnation Eight Transformations, Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations!"