The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1389 - 1390: Life-and-Death Arena

A month passed quickly, and Ye Mo had already reached two bottlenecks. The bottleneck in soul cultivation required an Ascending Soul Pill to overcome, while the bottleneck in martial cultivation required a certain degree of fortune.

The Life and Death Arena was situated atop a towering peak in the Mountain of Wraith. This arena was constructed by a Supreme Elder of the Wraith Clan, and the rules were set by him to allow disciples to resolve their conflicts.

Today was the day of the duel between Ye Mo and Wang Wei Wu, attracting many elite disciples, and even ordinary disciples hastened to the Life and Death Arena.

When they arrived at the arena, Wang Wei Wu was already standing on the platform, arms crossed, eyes slightly closed, calm and confident, leading many to speculate that in this Life and Death Arena, Ye Mo was surely doomed.

"Ye Mo, how has your cultivation been lately? I see your aura has slightly increased."

Dantai Zanglian asked.

"Still at Divine Venerate Two-Soul, but dealing with Wang Wei Wu shouldn’t be a problem."

Ye Mo said with a smile.

Subsequently, Li Xiuyuan and Qin Yong also approached, inquiring about Ye Mo’s cultivation status. Ye Mo answered vaguely, knowing that no amount of words could change the outcome, which would only be determined in the Life and Death Arena.

The four of them rushed towards the Life and Death Arena. By then, the empty space around the arena was already crowded with disciples. Some disciples even took out flying treasures and sat upon them to watch.

Soon, elderly figures appeared, shocking all the disciples—indeed, the Supreme Elders of the Mountain of Wraith had come as well.

Following them, several Elders arrived one after another.

Because of Mengxin’s involvement, the battle between Ye Mo and Wang Wei Wu had gained the attention of the entire Wraith Clan. Some Supreme Elders did not even show themselves, choosing to hide in the void.

Even Elder Mengxin was absent, but everyone knew she must be lurking around.

"Ye Mo, in the past, even when two top rankers on the Heaven Ranking List fought, their power came close to Divine Venerate Seven Souls in the Life and Death Arena, yet it wasn’t as sensational as this. It seems you’re going to become famous."

Dantai Zanglian remarked.

To be able to step into the Life and Death Arena signified a disciple had a certain reputation within the Wraith Clan, but their duels paled compared to Ye Mo’s. Generally, attracting even an Elder’s attention was noteworthy; however, this duel had drawn the Supreme Elders.

Ye Mo glanced at Wang Wei Wu standing on the platform with arms crossed, then leapt over, saying, "Wang Wei Wu, it seems you are quite confident about this battle!"

"Haha, to kill you requires no confidence at all, for the moment you challenged me, your fate was sealed. But this battle isn’t primarily about killing you; it’s about showcasing my true strength to the Supreme Elders. I’ll let them see that I, Wang Wei Wu, am a genius with potential."

Saying this, Wang Wei Wu raised his arms, and they instantly glowed with a golden light. When the light vanished, both his arms were encased in golden armguards, through which golden lightning continually flickered.

"Isn’t that the Thunder God Armguard? How did Wang Wei Wu obtain the Thunder God Armguard?"

"What? Thunder God Armguard? It’s said those armguards were crafted by a great Artifact Refiner for a God, possessing incredible power capable of summoning divine thunder. It seems Ye Mo is done for."

Seeing Wang Wei Wu unleash the Thunder God Armguard, shock spread on the crowd’s faces.

"Thunder God Armguard!"

Hidden in the void, Mengxin, watched the armguards on Wang Wei Wu’s arms. Her delicate brows slightly furrowed—the power of those armguards rivaled the Ancient Immortal Artifact.

"Mengxin, is that Ye Mo your adopted son? His strength may not be remarkable, but he’s completely unperturbed facing a life-and-death battle. Even with Wang Wei Wu wielding the Thunder God Armguard, his demeanor hasn’t changed. It seems he has a decent grasp on this encounter."

"Indeed, Ye Mo reminds me of Wang Qianmo in those days."

The Supreme Elders commented.

"Do you know his age?"

Mengxin asked.

"He should be under a hundred, though his exact age requires bone age testing to know for sure."

One elder with withered skin replied.

"He’s only in his early twenties!"

Mengxin disclosed an age that shocked all the Elders—such cultivation prowess in his early twenties, was it too heaven-defying?

"No wonder Mengxin adopted him. With such talents, he’s probably even beyond Xue Wudi from the Dead Soul Royal Family."

All the Supreme Elders directed their gaze at Ye Mo.

If Ye Mo was merely Elder Mengxin’s adopted son, they might not have cared much. But upon hearing of his immense talent, they were moved.

While Ye Mo’s strength, compared to the Wraith Clan, wasn’t particularly strong, take Wang Wei Wu for example, who had trained for a millennium—the talent gap between someone twentyish and someone a thousand years old became stark.

However, within the Wraith Clan, talent wasn’t of utmost importance—only strength was absolute.

Yet true geniuses always garnered attention.

"Ye Mo, you should now be prepared to face death. No matter how hard you trained this month, you still cannot close the gap between us."

With the Thunder God Armguard released, Wang Wei Wu’s face showed smugness as the surrounding exclamations of awe echoed.

"Let’s begin!"

Ye Mo glanced at Wang Wei Wu, saying, "When it’s time to fight, there’s no need to argue.

"Hmph!"

Wang Wei Wu roared, waves of energy rolled like a sea crashing towards Ye Mo. The air surrounding them boomed like the clash of thousands of armies, filling hearts with dread.

Seeing this, some elite disciples’ expressions subtly shifted.

"Ye Mo, I’ll reveal a secret: the Thunder God Armguard comes with a martial art called Thunder God’s Might. Now, I’ll show you the might of Thunder God’s Might."

Wang Wei Wu shouted again, gripping his hands in front. The lightning within his armguards leaped more frequently, while lightning circled his body, his strength escalating to a peak.

"So strong, this Wang Wei Wu has means to enhance his power. Even I might not withstand him head-on!"

Dantai Zanglian reacted in shock.

Wang Wei Wu continuously boosted his power, his figure becoming imposing, deterring any ordinary martial artist from even contemplating combat.

However, at this moment, Ye Mo’s gaze suddenly shifted, a Soul Devil Thunder, wrapped in Undying Life-and-Death Flame, transformed into a streak of fire and surged towards Wang Wei Wu.