The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1274 - 1275: Nothing More Than This

As the Fire Peng crashed down, a longsword radiating misty glow also tumbled from its corpse.

With Fire Peng's defeat, the high-grade Soul Death Formation crumbled apart without any assault.

Feng Chu seized the longsword and remarked calmly, "This soul device is named the Domain Breaking Sword, rumored to slice through every domain, truly a formidable soul device."

"It can't slice through every domain, yet domains in the secular world truly can't endure this sword."

Ye Mo stated indifferently.

Now the issue arises: who claims this sword.

In truth, both sides jointly slew the Sixth Prince, so both hold contributions.

Ye Mo wields the Immortal-Slaying Domain and the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear rivaling an Ancient Immortal Artifact, so he has no desire for that sword, whereas Xiao Yue and Feng Chu both excel with swords.

Sensing the hesitation on both parties, Xiao Yue proposed first, "Here's an idea: since I've received Patriarch Six Dao’s legacy, the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword and Six Daos Reincarnation Scepter form a set. You hand me the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword, and the Domain Breaking Sword goes to you—what do you say?"

By value, the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword surely falls short of the Domain Breaking Sword, but paired with the Six Daos Reincarnation Scepter, its might matches Ancient Immortal Artifacts.

"Having inherited Patriarch Six Dao’s legacy, the weapon rightfully returns to its owner."

Feng Chu grinned too, swapping the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword for the Domain Breaking Sword still profited him.

Overall, their scheme to surround and slay Fire Peng succeeded brilliantly.

Gazing at the slain Fire Peng, Ye Mo sighed, "In a solo clash, even a powerhouse who've unlocked the Sevenfold Space-Time Gate might fail to triumph over him. Pity he faced our entire group, coupled with Yueyue’s ambush via the Six Paths Halo—even I might not withstand it."

Ye Mo’s present battle prowess rivals a warrior who've opened the Sevenfold Space-Time Gate; only elite powerhouses can corner him, though none can finish him off.

Within the Vanquishing Martial Realm, solely a Demi-Honored Fighter possesses the strength to slay Ye Mo.

Ye Mo and Feng Chu parted ways once more, relying on jade scrolls to alert each other of overwhelming foes.

In the wild expanse, Ye Mo and Xiao Yue strode together, intentionally showing weaknesses, yet scarcely meeting Wraith Camp leaders.

"What's happening? Leaders from the Wraith Camp have become nearly invisible now."

Ye Mo voiced his puzzlement aloud, "By rights, after slaying their Sixth Prince, they ought to rage wildly, but they don't. Worse, Wraith Camp leaders barely venture near our Spirit Martial Camp."

Xiao Yue felt baffled too; per the present circumstances, this favored their Spirit Martial Camp greatly, yet the eerie quiet evoked the hush preceding a tempest.

Lacking leaders to eliminate, Ye Mo and Xiao Yue retreated to camp, resumed cultivation, and ventured out sporadically to hunt more leaders.

Ye Mo understood that each fallen enemy leader stacked another chip toward ultimate victory.

A barren peak housed a quiet cavern where Ye Mo, Feng Chu, Mu Wanqing, Xiao Yue, Bai Xueqin, and Mo Bufan—all six—convened for the first time and began conversing.

"Nearly two months in the Vanquishing Martial Realm, and I sense the spatial fluctuations intensifying."

Ye Mo furrowed his brow and noted, "Likely, within a month, the Power of Laws will vanish entirely."

The mounting spatial pulses signaled the law binding space weakening further; soon, the Power of Laws would fade completely, fully unveiling the Vanquishing Martial Realm.

"The Power of Laws must dissipate eventually; victory here won't shift the odds in the grand clash of continents—we're still at a disadvantage."

Mo Bufan sighed deeply.

Regardless of leaders felled here, Lingwu Continent awaited an immense calamity.

"Hmm? Battle noises nearby!"

Suddenly, the group detected power surges close by—undeniably, leaders from rival camps clashing.

"I'll check it out!"

Ye Mo declared, dashing from the cave.

In flight, over an endless plain, fierce Xuan Aura waves erupted outward, halting Ye Mo mid-air; instantly, he spotted a three-foot-tall man battling two foes.

This dwarf brimmed with power, at minimum matching a Six-Time Space Gate opener; each casual blow summoned a gigantic blood-red tiger visage behind him, merging into the strike for devastating force.

Yet Ye Mo discerned at a glance that the sub-meter-tall figure hailed from the Wraith Camp—their wraith energy starkly differed from Xuan Aura.

The pair opposing him? Ye Mo recognized them instantly: Jiumo Dao and Tian Xiongxiong.

They unleashed barrages relentlessly but merely defended against the foe's onslaught.

"Why face such ferocious leaders right in the Blood Prison Battlefield? We just aimed to bag a few for the Book of Soldiers exchange."

Jiumo Dao barely endured, inwardly shocked, as Tian Xiongxiong sealed the enemy's paths while yielding ground, swiftly targeting the assailant.

"Immortal Cycle of Life and Death!"

Jiumo Dao hesitated to unleash this technique, knowing it would cripple his arm, but cornered thus, he resorted to it for retreat.

Soul origin surged into his palm, birthing a blazing roulette wheel that hurled toward the three-foot giant.

Right then, Jiumo Dao’s arm charred once more, baring the pale bone beneath.

Observing Jiumo Dao deploy the move, Ye Mo noted his own Immortal Cycle of Life and Death diverged somewhat; the backlash hit harder for Jiumo Dao—without Lu Xian arms, Ye Mo wouldn't suffer so severely.

The three-foot warrior eyed the fiery roulette, pupils contracting, but stayed composed; he lifted both hands, erecting a round energy barrier around himself.

"Blood Origin World!"

As Immortal Cycle of Life and Death struck the barrier, it morphed into a Blood Origin shield, engulfing the realm; black flames roiled within the Blood Origin World from the slicing roulette, clashing like steel, yet the wheel spun futilely against the impregnable defense.

"Haha, so this is Immortal Cycle of Life and Death? I figured some mighty technique, but it wrecked your arm on use—utterly worthless!"

Mocking laughter boomed from the Blood Origin energy shield.

"Worthless, eh? Taste my Immortal Cycle of Life and Death then!"

No sooner had the three-foot man spoken than a silhouette materialized overhead, his palm likewise forming a dark fiery roulette.