The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1302 - 1303: Ancestor Bodhi’s Strength

"Do the cultivators of our Lingwu Continent possess the right to journey to your Wraith Land for the study of Wraith Formations and Soul Techniques?"

Ancestor Bodhi’s brow furrowed slightly. While such mutual learning exchanges were beneficial, he sensed an underlying complexity to the proposal.

"Naturally, a prerequisite exists. You must surrender Ye Mo to me. Ye Mo has slain numerous princes of my Dead Soul Holy Clan and even absconded with the Soul Master's Soul Riding Heavenly Lion. To capture Ye Mo, we must pursue it, even at the risk of igniting another war. This is the mandate given to us by the Soul Master. If you hand over Ye Mo, the aforementioned proposal can be fully enacted, and we shall promptly execute a new legal covenant."

Despite the failure of this continental expedition, the Soul Master had relentlessly commanded him to apprehend Ye Mo at any cost, war be damned.

Xue Wudi was inwardly shaken, acutely aware of the calamitous ramifications of war, especially with their Dead Soul Royal Family’s precarious position as the foremost clan already unstable. The Wraith Clan, even with their Wraith Demon Emperor banished to a spatial maw by the Soul Master, retained substantial power and could threaten the Dead Soul Royal Family at any moment.

Nevertheless, the Soul Master’s insistence on Ye Mo’s capture remained unwavering.

Even if Ye Mo posed a significant threat, he was merely a Half Honor who had dispatched a handful of insignificant princes. Was such fury from the Soul Master truly warranted?

What Xue Wudi failed to comprehend was that the Soul Master’s lingering injuries were, in part, a consequence of Ye Mo’s actions. Furthermore, Ao Canngwu perceived Ye Mo as a dire threat necessitating immediate elimination.

"Ye Mo has rendered invaluable contributions to our Lingwu Continent within the Vanquishing Martial Realm. There is absolutely no possibility of us handing him over; he is destined to become a supreme powerhouse of our Lingwu Continent. Do you truly believe we would relinquish Ye Mo?"

Zi Ning stepped forward, emitting a chilly chuckle.

"Whether you surrender him rests entirely with your decision. Our Wraith Land has already extended substantial leniency. The sacrifice of a single life can ensure the tranquility of countless beings. Moreover, your continent’s prodigies will gain the opportunity to study within our Wraith Land. The choice lies with you."

Xue Wudi’s tone became insistent, displaying no inclination towards compromise this time.

If Xue Wudi had previously been engaged in negotiation for greater advantages, his present demeanor was one of outright imperiousness.

"Xue Wudi, do not overstep your bounds."

Zi Ning declared icily.

"Overstep bounds?"

Xue Wudi retorted with a sneer, "If you harbor dissatisfaction, feel free to dispatch a Martial Artist of equivalent cultivation realm to contend with me. Nay, send two, three, or even a hundred; as long as they are within my Martial Dao Realm, I shall face them all. Should you emerge victorious, Ye Mo need not be surrendered. However, should you falter, Ye Mo must be relinquished."

The ensuing scene left all observers dumbfounded.

While Xue Wudi's prior engagement with Ye Mo had been lauded as a pinnacle clash of the younger generation, this current display was sheer hubris. He was challenging all Martial Artists of the same cultivation realm, irrespective of their numbers.

For a protracted moment, the Spirit Martial Alliance Army stood stunned, utterly perplexed as to how to respond.

Was Xue Wudi truly of such formidable caliber?

Among the Wraith Land contingent, every individual sported expressions of derision, radiating absolute confidence in Xue Wudi’s capabilities.

"That Xue Wudi must possess some extraordinary confidence, otherwise he would not dare to issue such a brazen challenge to so many."

At this juncture, Ye Mo finally grasped the import of Hun Wuji’s earlier assertion regarding the Grand Prince’s methods being a hundredfold superior. The audacity with which he, a cultivator at the Divine Venerable Three Souls realm, voiced such arrogant pronouncements before numerous formidable experts compelled Ye Mo to acknowledge Xue Wudi’s prowess.

"This individual is undoubtedly destined to be a formidable adversary in my future path, and his innate talents appear to mirror my own. Even if I ascend to the Divine Venerate Realm, it is highly probable he too will reach the Divine Venerate Four Souls realm."

Ye Mo mused internally. Under the present circumstances, it was imperative that his identity as Ye Mo remain concealed. Should the opposing faction fail to capture him, it could precipitate an unending conflict. Fortunately, they had not identified him, thereby allowing another to potentially serve as a scapegoat without their awareness.

"Xue Wudi, do you truly presume our Lingwu Continent lacks individuals capable of matching your prowess?"

Ancestor Bodhi's voice resonated with icy coldness as his form flickered, becoming illusory. With a swift gesture, a spectral hammer materialized and hurtled towards Xue Wudi. The entire sequence of events unfolded with such breathtaking speed that even the four Supreme Elders of the Dead Soul Royal Family were caught entirely off guard.

A formidable spiritual assault surged directly into Xue Wudi’s consciousness, delivering a concussive force aimed at his Soul Sea. Fortunately, he possessed a Soul Defense Immortal Artifact, causing his Soul Sea to instantly emit a radiant glow and repel the spiritual attack. Nevertheless, the potent assault managed to breach his defenses, making his body tremble.

Four Supreme Elders materialized before Ancestor Bodhi, concurrently unleashing their own spiritual attacks. These assaults transformed into transparent ribbons, converging on Ancestor Bodhi. With a swift motion, Ancestor Bodhi extended his hand, projecting his unique spiritual attack.

Buzz!

The clash of five spiritual attacks produced a subtle resonance. However, for cultivators who had attained the Divine Venerate realm, their Soul Seas violently churned as if on the verge of shattering.

"Such profound soul cultivation!"

The expression on the black-robed elder’s face contorted in shock. The Wraith Land, their domain specializing in soul cultivation, found itself at a disadvantage against a powerhouse from the Lingwu Continent.

Ancestor Bodhi’s demeanor remained frigid. His objective this time was merely to curb the opponent’s rampant arrogance, deeming it a disgrace to allow Xue Wudi to continue his presumptuous actions.

"Enough pleasantries. I propose Ye Mo duel you. Should you emerge victorious, we shall surrender Ye Mo. Regardless of the duel’s outcome, both parties will dispatch three promising young talents to study on each other’s continent."

Ancestor Bodhi declared with composure.

"Haha, magnificent! As the commander, your word is law. Let us formalize this new pact."

Xue Wudi responded, proceeding to draft a new legal agreement. He meticulously added a clause stipulating that three young prodigies from each side would engage in a period of study on the opposing continent, with their safety guaranteed by the host entity.

Initially conceived as a duel to decide the fate of the continent, the confrontation between Ye Mo and Xue Wudi, with Ye Mo’s unexpected entrance, transformed into a contest to determine Ye Mo’s personal destiny.

Xue Wudi and Ye Mo each placed a drop of blood upon the agreement, thereby cementing the pact.

"Cease the rhetoric, let us commence!"

Having endured a subtle setback from Ancestor Bodhi, Xue Wudi’s anger flared. He immediately produced the Blood Light Soul-Devouring Blade. Its appearance caused Ye Mo’s brows to furrow, as his Immortal Treasure Talisman Fragment resonated with intensified vigor, hinting that all fifty remaining fragments might be housed within the Blood Light Soul-Devouring Blade.