The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1422 - 1423: Ye Mo Arrives

"I’m sorry, but our Yang family clan has no intention of joining your Dead Soul Royal Family."

Yang Zu spoke again.

"I think you’re simply courting death!"

Jin Tianzun spoke, and just as he was about to act, Ao Yuntian at the side said, "Jin Tianzun, the Soul Master sent us here to recruit them. If we kill them, wouldn’t that mean we can’t complete the mission?"

"Oh? What good idea do you have?"

Jin Tianzun frowned and asked. Indeed, if he killed these people, it would be hard to report back.

"That old thing insists on not joining our Dead Soul Royal Family. It’s obvious he’s following someone else’s instructions. Judging from his appearance, he shouldn’t be afraid of death. However, even if he’s not afraid of death, there will always be people who are."

As Ao Yuntian spoke, his gaze swept over the guards behind Yang Zu, and that sinister gaze made their bodies shrink back at once.

Ao Yuntian smiled, then shifted his gaze onto Yang Rong and said, "What a beautiful woman. You must be the young miss of the Yang Mansion, right? I wonder if you’re afraid of death? If your Yang family clan joins my Dead Soul Royal Family, your status in the future will be transcendent. With your looks, in my Dead Soul Royal Family you’ll definitely be pursued by quite a few geniuses."

"Is that so? But I’m not interested."

Yang Rong sneered coldly.

"Hmph, I really don’t believe it."

Ao Yuntian was also enraged. He suddenly struck out with a palm toward Yang Rong. The space instantly twisted, turning into a gigantic spatial hand that was about to directly seize Yang Rong.

He, Ao Yuntian, was a top core disciple of the Dead Soul Royal Family, fully qualified to compete for the position of Twelfth Prince. And now he was actually being ignored by a little servant girl, and a third-rate little servant girl at that.

However, when Ao Yuntian unleashed this move, Yang Rong did not show the slightest intention of dodging. Instead, her autumn eyes were filled with a sharp, icy light.

Just as Ao Yuntian’s palm was about to land, a hazy radiance suddenly shone from Yang Rong’s body. That radiance rapidly expanded and instantly condensed into a gigantic stamp.

On that stamp was a dragon-shaped pattern, just like the Jade Seal of some dynasties.

Rumble!

Ao Yuntian’s palm slammed onto the stamp, yet it could not shake it in the slightest.

"What kind of martial pursuits is this? That woman’s cultivation is only Divine Venerate Three Souls!"

Seeing this scene, those disciples of the Dead Soul Royal Family were all stunned, all shocked by Yang Rong’s move.

"So this is the seal?"

Ao Yuntian licked his dry lips and blasted out another palm. The stamp finally couldn’t withstand Ao Yuntian’s attack and shattered on the spot. Yang Rong’s entire body flew backward again and again. If Yang Xiao hadn’t caught her in time, she would definitely have been seriously injured.

"The seal truly is formidable. With your Divine Venerate Three Souls means, you actually managed to block one of my moves."

Ao Yuntian clapped his hands and said, "Are you still going to resist? All of you here, I alone can kill you all. Hurry up and surrender, submit to my Dead Soul Royal Family. Otherwise, I’ll slaughter every last servant girl and guard of your Yang family clan. I want to see how long you can keep this up."

"People of my Wraith Clan—are they something you can touch?"

Then, at this moment, a strange voice rang out. As that voice fell, a blue figure appeared above the sky, short hair flowing, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ye Mo, you really are ignoring the road to heaven while barging into hell where there is no door."

Seeing Ye Mo appear in midair, Ao Yuntian’s face showed a disdainful smile. With Jin Tianzun present, he would not be allowed to act arrogantly.

"Ye Mo? Why are you here?"

When Yang Rong saw Ye Mo in the sky, she couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

"You really kept your promise and didn’t join the Dead Soul Royal Family. Today I’m here on behalf of the Wraith Clan to recruit your Yang family clan. If anyone dares to target your Yang family clan, they’ll be making an enemy of my Wraith Clan."

Ye Mo said coldly.

"What bold words."

Jin Tianzun looked at Ye Mo, his face also revealing an indifferent expression as he said, "Last time I failed to kill you. This time, I’d like to see who else can step in to save you."

Jin Tianzun hovered in midair, the golden light on his body spreading out, as if the surrounding space was about to be sliced apart by those golden rays.

"Old freak Jin, you think you can kill me now?"

Ye Mo stared fixedly at Jin Tianzun. He hadn’t expected to meet Jin Tianzun again so soon. In his view, their next meeting would most likely be when the Wraith Clan and the Dead Soul Royal Family went to war.

"Hehe, if I had taken you seriously that day, I wouldn’t have failed to notice even a stray wandering soul. Your martial arts cultivation is indeed very strong. If we were to clash head-on, it would be somewhat tricky for me to capture or even kill you. However, your Soul Cultivation is far too low. Even though you possess a Soul Defense Immortal Artifact, once I get close and unleash my Soul Body Martial Technique, you will only have the fate of being slain."

Looking at the man in front of him, Jin Tianzun spoke casually, as if a Grandmaster were commenting on a rookie.

"Ye Mo, he is one of the four Supreme Elders under the Soul Master, a powerhouse at Divine Venerate Eight Souls. He’s absolutely not someone you can contend with."

Yang Zu immediately shouted loudly.

"Yang Zu, times are different now. Today I’ll let you all see my current strength."

Ye Mo gripped the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, his figure turning into a remnant shadow as he thrust straight toward Jin Tianzun.

Anyway, Ye Mo no longer had to fear the other party’s Soul Body Martial Technique. He simply stabbed forward, planning to first wear down this old thing’s stamina.

"Simply seeking death. You dare to engage me in close combat the moment you arrive."

Jin Tianzun let out a cold laugh, and his Soul Body directly floated out from his fleshly body. Facing the incoming Ye Mo, he stretched out a hand and thrust it into Ye Mo’s mind, attempting to seize Ye Mo’s Soul Body and yank it out directly.

"Old thing, your Soul Body Martial Technique can’t hurt me."

Ye Mo ignored Jin Tianzun’s Soul Body Martial Technique altogether, directly urging the Undying Life-and-Death Flame to wrap around his Soul Body. The moment Jin Tianzun’s soul arm approached Ye Mo’s Soul Body, he immediately felt a searing pain as if being burned.

"How is this possible? How could his Soul Cultivation have improved so quickly?"

Jin Tianzun exclaimed in shock. A golden longsword immediately flipped into his hand, dazzling golden light bursting forth, almost blinding to behold. Ordinary Martial Artists simply couldn’t look at it directly.

However, Ye Mo could see that this golden light was not ordinary light. The sword hidden within the golden radiance was the true Evil Weapon. That longsword was like a coiled golden serpent; the golden light flickered as if it were spitting out its tongue.

This golden serpent-like longsword was like holding a golden serpent in one’s hand. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary weapon.

"Since advancing to Divine Venerate Eight Souls, I’ve never once drawn the Golden Light Slaughter Serpent Sword. Today I’ll use you as a sacrifice for my sword!"

Jin Tianzun’s arm trembled, and the Golden Light Slaughter Serpent Sword let out a clanging sound. As the golden light flashed, the blade of the Golden Light Slaughter Serpent Sword instantly coiled around the incoming Blood Fiend Spear. Moreover, that sword edge was like a long serpent, extending again, wrapping around the spear shaft, as if it were about to directly slice off Ye Mo’s entire wrist.