The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1261 - 1262: The Three Great Princes Make Their Move

Inside a cavern midway up the mountain within the Wraith Camp's domain, Ye Mo and Xiao Yue faced each other while seated.

"The leaders grow stronger these days, making our sneak attacks far more challenging."

Ye Mo remarked calmly.

At the start, the sent leaders lacked power, allowing the pair to employ the Dragon’s Chant Domain and Six Paths Halo for instant kills that left foes stunned.

Yet now, nearly every expert they face has unlocked over five Space-time Gates, reducing the success rate of even their ambushes.

"Indeed, we've slain almost 70 leaders already, with all their Lord’s Tokens now ours. Returning to turn them in for merits ought to yield handsome rewards. With boosted power afterward, taking down those with five Space-time Gates will be straightforward."

Xiao Yue added nearby.

Xiao Yue had advanced to Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations, and by opening a Space-time Gate, her talent as a warrior lets her draw vast soul origin to surge her might tremendously.

Ye Mo was confident too that reaching Wheel of Reincarnation Seven Transformations would render him safe from all but Demi-Honored Fighters, immune at least to instant death from Wheel of Reincarnation Peak foes.

"Heading back makes perfect sense. Continuing the kills is too inefficient. Facing one with six Space-time Gates spells real peril, so better to retreat and power up first."

Ye Mo agreed with a nod, and as dusk fell, they resolved to exit the Wraith Camp territory.

Word of the killings in Wraith Camp lands had circulated widely, drawing numerous powerhouses to scour the area and eradicate the killer.

Under cover of night, Ye Mo and Xiao Yue darted through the vast grasslands, hunting for cover to slip back to their own turf.

Passing the Abyssal Boundary would bring them to Spirit Martial Camp.

Abruptly, Ye Mo halted.

"Ye Mo, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yue paused, inquiring with curiosity.

Ye Mo dropped low, concealing himself amid the nearby grass, then unleashed the Eye of the Divine Beast to detect a presence roughly a hundred feet ahead.

"One individual ahead, merely a Martial Artist with three Space-time Gates open."

Ye Mo hadn't expected a solitary leader here; typically, their targets moved in packs unless mighty enough to scorn all dangers and wander solo.

"Yueyue, deploy the Six Paths Halo to debuff me, then I'll unleash Peerless Motian!"

Ye Mo sent via mental transmission, and together they advanced, auras suppressed, for detection amid enemy lines meant utter doom.

"Kill!"

The moment the figure came into view, Six Paths Halo unfurled, shrouding it completely.

At the same instant, a piercing spear gleam shot forth like a dragon bursting from ocean depths toward the shadow.

Yet mid-thrust, Ye Mo detected irregularity—the outline was merely a Wraith Energy clone. Both he and Xiao Yue's Six Paths Halos ignited nearly together, revealing the ruse on contact.

"Ye Mo, it's a trap!"

Xiao Yue cried out in alarm.

"Go!"

Ye Mo bellowed without pause, only for a dark form to seal his escape.

"You think fleeing will be simple?"

A alluring voice echoed, sending shivers through Ye Mo. Lifting his gaze, he beheld a woman in vivid attire standing there.

"Old Nine, strike! Take out that woman first!"

This enchanting female was none other than Seventh Prince Xuan Kui.

Among females, rivalry brews not from raw power but allure. Xiao Yue went unveiled for the hit, her breathtaking visage sparking Xuan Kui's envy at once—she abhorred any beauty surpassing hers nearby.

Her command rang out swiftly.

"Haha, pity to slay such a ravishing beauty."

From distance, another shape bounded forth: a burly figure in black armor, Ninth Prince himself. His assault summoned a colossal spatial hand overhead, lunging at Xiao Yue.

As it crashed down, heaven and earth seemed to crumble, shaking the grasslands fiercely.

"Incredible power—at least five Space-time Gates open!"

Sensing the blow, Xiao Yue gasped, hastily unleashing Six Paths Halo to sap Ninth Prince's vigor.

"Humph!"

Ninth Prince scoffed disdainfully, shrugging off Xiao Yue’s Six Paths Halo as his palm plummeted.

Clang!

Mystical Immortal Fairy swooped in too, her blade clashing down, yet failing to halt Ninth Prince’s strike.

"Five Elements Immortal Futu Palm!"

Ye Mo unleashed a mighty palm strike while grasping Xiao Yue’s delicate hand, urging, "Let’s go!"

Exposed now, Ye Mo ignored all else; fleeing, he blanketed the area with Dragon’s Chant Domain.

Then a pink-robed woman appeared, cutting off Ye Mo and Xiao Yue instantly.

Thus, the trio boxed in Ye Mo and Xiao Yue completely.

"Ye Mo, escape is a fantasy. We schemed hard to draw you out—think you'll slip away?"

Xuan Kui smirked; even within Dragon’s Chant Domain, her overwhelming might dwarfed Ye Mo and Xiao Yue's, laws hindering her pace but not enough to let them prevail.

"Are you the geniuses sent from Wraith Land?"

Ye Mo eyed the three, face etched with dire severity.

He'd never laid eyes on these three before—likely Ninth, Eighth, and Seventh Princes, each vastly superior.

"I am Seventh Prince Xuan Kui, and men are my sole passion. Seems we share that taste, ******** taste."

Her perfumed exhale drifted into Ye Mo’s nostrils.

Ye Mo's brows knit as inner fire stirred; he promptly invoked Rising Dragon Pillar to purge it, staying wary of Xuan Kui.

This woman before him wielded seduction arts to perfection, her stare ensnaring feeble wills effortlessly.

Yet Ye Mo deliberately acted consumed by burning desire and haste.

"Then hurry over; that girl by your side can't quench your thirst—only I can."

Xuan Kui giggled seductively, crooking a finger to summon Ye Mo.