The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1290 - 1291: Sweeping Through

"This Ye Mo appears to be quite different this time."

Hun Wuji observed Ye Mo, who was suspended in mid-air, his brow furrowed in thought. Suddenly, he gasped, "He has actually broken through to the Demi-Honored Fighter realm!"

"What? He reached the Demi-Honored Fighter realm?"

This announcement caused all the leaders of the Wraith Camp to freeze in astonishment.

However, their surprise was short-lived. They were, after all, unaware that Ye Mo had not even connected with the Space-time Gate. If they were to discover that Ye Mo had ascended directly to the Demi-Honored Fighter realm without its aid, the revelation would undoubtedly leave them utterly speechless.

A Perfect Soul Body, coupled with Ye Mo’s connection to the Heavenly Dragon Sect, generated a formidable power that overwhelmed everyone present.

"So, he has indeed ascended to the Demi-Honored Fighter realm."

Kill Break Wolf regained his composure and stated, "Do you believe that reaching the Demi-Honored Fighter realm allows you to defeat me? You are a Demi-Honored Fighter, and so am I. Moreover, I am a consistent ascension Demi-Honored Fighter, and a mid-stage Soul Affinity Practitioner. My might far surpasses that of other Demi-Honored Fighters."

"Is that so?"

Ye Mo let out a cold chuckle. His figure instantly vanished from his position, leaving no one able to perceive his movement.

In the air!

Kill Break Wolf reacted swiftly. He saw Ye Mo thrusting forward with a spear. Feeling the imposing pressure of the Heaven’s Flaming Sword bearing down on him, a golden domain radiated outwards, instantly engulfing him.

An overwhelming binding force rendered him completely immobile.

"This is my move!"

Kill Break Wolf’s expression contorted with shock. Being restrained and unable to move was a predicament he could never have accepted. Typically, he was the one to employ such binding techniques on others, yet now he was the one ensnared, utterly incapacitated.

Thud!

With a single spear thrust, Ye Mo impaled Kill Break Wolf’s head. However, the head began to regenerate at a discernible rate. Ye Mo’s large hand shot out, executing the Soul Collecting Technique and extracting a phantom Soul Body from within Kill Break Wolf.

"How is this possible?"

Hun Wuji watched the unfolding scene, his pupils constricting dramatically. Ye Mo’s execution of this technique was something only a Divine Venerate Strong Practitioner could achieve.

Why is it so challenging for a Demi-Honored Fighter to eliminate another? It's because they cannot deal with the opponent's Soul Body. Without that ability, a Demi-Honored Fighter can quickly regenerate their physical form.

However, Ye Mo possesses the Soul Collecting Technique, a method specifically designed to counter souls. Even without reaching the Divine Venerate realm, Ye Mo can effortlessly dispatch a Demi-Honored Fighter.

With Kill Break Wolf’s phantom Soul Body torn free, Ye Mo’s massive hand seized it instantly, compressing it into a phantom soul sphere. With a forceful squeeze, the Soul Body disintegrated completely, transforming into Soul origin, which Ye Mo thoroughly absorbed, condensing it into a single drop of spirit essence.

Now that Ye Mo had ascended to the Demi-Honored Fighter realm, even a complete Soul Body could only yield a single drop of spirit essence.

As Kill Break Wolf’s Soul Body shattered, his physical body still drew breath but remained incapable of recovery. Ye Mo thrust his spear through him once more, and dozens of Immortal Artifacts erupted from his body.

"He’s dead?"

"The strongest practitioner of the Wraith Camp has just perished like this? How can this be?"

The leaders of the Wraith Camp stared in stunned disbelief. Their camp's most formidable Demi-Honored Fighter had been unable to withstand even a single move from Ye Mo.

"Well done!"

"Excellent work!"

The soldiers of the Spirit Martial Camp erupted in jubilant excitement, their morale soaring to unprecedented heights.

At this crucial moment, Xiao Yue, Feng Chu, Mu Wanqing, and their companions arrived, witnessing the spectacle in the sky.

The instant Ye Mo vanquished Kill Break Wolf, his gaze shifted icily towards the Chimimouryou brothers. He declared, "Next, you two are next."

"What?"

The Chimimouryou brothers recoiled in shock as Ye Mo advanced relentlessly towards them.

"King of Ghosts Spider Silk!"

Wangliang bellowed, unleashing countless translucent King of Ghosts Spider Silk threads that floated in the air, swiftly entangling Ye Mo.

"You think you can kill us? It won’t be that simple!"

Wangliang sneered confidently. These King of Ghosts Spider Silk threads, crafted from the silk of the Ghost King Spider, were incredibly resilient. Once ensnared, escape was virtually impossible.

"A mere trivial trick!"

Ye Mo chuckled coldly. His body shuddered violently, transmitting a potent force through the King of Ghosts Spider Silk directly into his own being.

Ah!

Wangliang screamed in agony, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The King of Ghosts Spider Silk binding Ye Mo immediately loosened its grip.

Ye Mo thrust forward with his spear once more.

"Ghost King Transformation!"

With a sudden roar, Wangliang’s physique expanded. A colossal Ghost Hand materialized, crossing his chest to intercept Ye Mo’s strike head-on.

"Such formidable defense!"

Ye Mo expressed mild surprise, understanding the sheer might behind his attack, yet his opponent managed to withstand it.

This level of physical resilience was certainly worthy of acclaim among the Demi-Honored Fighters.

"Chi Mei, now!"

Wangliang bellowed.

"Understood!"

The Fourth Prince, Chi Mei, also initiated his Ghost King Transformation. His body swelled, and a powerful punch was launched towards Ye Mo.

Under the impact of this single blow, the surrounding space visibly warped and caved in.

"Ye Mo!"

Xiao Yue watched with evident concern. She knew these Chimimouryou possessed a vast array of treacherous tactics, and their previous assault had once again been thwarted.

Ye Mo offered Xiao Yue a reassuring smile. His form shifted with incredible speed, effortlessly evading the incoming attack. The Canglong Arm materialized on his right arm, and his voice resonated telepathically once more.

"Let's see how you defend against this!"

The Peerless Motian technique, amplified by the power of the field, was unleashed anew.

This time, however, infused with the strength of the Canglong Arm, its ferocity was amplified even further.

"What?"

Wangliang's countenance shifted dramatically in shock!

"Halt!"

Hun Wuji’s expression turned grim as his sharp gaze fixed upon Ye Mo.

A sickening splattering sound echoed!

But Ye Mo’s Blood Fiend Spear had already plunged deep into Wangliang's form. The colossal figure began to disintegrate, shattering into pieces like collapsing tiles.

The esteemed genius of the Luosha Evil Ghost Clan had met his demise!

"Wangliang!"

Chi Mei cried out, his eyes turning crimson as he glared at Ye Mo, bellowing, "I shall slay you!"

"Slay me? Did you give any thought to my feelings when you both sought to end my life? Since this world lacks any decree to curb endless slaughter, I shall impose my own. Let my might bring this conflict to a definitive end."

Having spoken, Ye Mo moved directly to engage Chi Mei.

"Stop!"

Yet, at this pivotal moment, a brilliant beam of golden sword light pierced through the fray.

Ye Mo raised an eyebrow. With his free arm, he condensed the Immortal Cycle of Life and Death, hurling it towards Wangliang's falling remains, while simultaneously countering the incoming sword light with his spear.

"You can barely protect yourself; what right do you possess to command me to cease? Today, allow me to conclude this ultimate confrontation between our two factions!"

Ye Mo's declaration sent ripples of unease through the leaders and warriors of the Wraith Camp, stirring a palpable sense of foreboding within their hearts.