The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1311 - 1312: I Am the Prince

With a scornful grin, Ye Mo observed the pursuing Hell Sect disciples and accelerated his movement. He acknowledged he couldn't confront Li Mengli directly, which was why he'd deliberately lured these pursuers away.

Just as Li Mengli had stated, he was responsible for her brother's and father's demise; their conflict was irreconcilable.

Ye Mo halted his advance upon reaching a desolate dead end, recognizing it as an ideal location for eliminating witnesses. Engaging the earlier pursuers would have undoubtedly caused a massive disturbance. While he possessed the capability to defeat cultivators at the Divine Venerate Two-Soul level, he was uncertain if any at the Divine Venerate Three Souls stage were present. Revealing his identity and his possession of the Soul Clan's Glory would undoubtedly lead to trouble.

"Hahaha, why have you stopped running, kid? Is it a dead end? Let's see where you can possibly escape to now."

A Hell Sect disciple guffawed, his voice echoing the sentiment of his companions.

"Indeed, it is a dead end, and precisely the perfect place to send you all on your way."

Ye Mo spun around, his posture suddenly straightening. "Since you are so oblivious to the peril you court and are Hell Sect disciples, I shall personally escort you back to hell."

Ye Mo's words, sharp and cold as frost, seemed to freeze the immediate vicinity. An unnatural chill permeated the air, causing the Hell Sect disciples to shiver involuntarily.

"Hahaha!"

The Hell Sect disciples erupted in derisive laughter at Ye Mo's declaration. "You, a mere Half Honor, are unbelievably arrogant. Do not blame us for our lack of restraint then."

However, their laughter was cut short as Ye Mo surged forward, unleashing his Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist with devastating force.

Whoosh!

Caught completely off guard, the leading disciple's defenses crumbled instantly under Ye Mo's single, powerful strike. A torrent of blood erupted from his mouth.

"How is this even possible?"

His eyes turned bloodshot with disbelief. He was a Divine Venerate One-Soul practitioner, his power far surpassing that of a Half Honor, yet Ye Mo had forced him to vomit blood with a single punch.

He desperately circulated the Wraith Energy within his Dantian, intending to retaliate, but Ye Mo's follow-up strike had already connected.

This subsequent punch crackled with lightning, an almost all-consuming force that engulfed him entirely, the sound of explosive energy crackling in his ears.

"Aah!"

With a blinding flash of lightning, Ye Mo's radiant fist directly impacted the disciple's head, severing it completely from his body.

"Aah, brothers, kill him quickly!"

The severed head, still airborne, shrieked, desperately attempting to direct its fallen body.

Ye Mo gestured with a grand sweep of his arm, employing the Soul Collecting Technique. From the disciple's dissipating form, he extracted a phantom-like Soul Body.

"How can this be? A mere Half Honor martial artist has ripped out my Soul Body!"

The Hell Sect disciple could scarcely comprehend the situation, his pained screams echoing as the spectral Soul Body was shattered. It dissolved into pure soul origin, subsequently condensing into spirit essences.

The astonishing spectacle of Ye Mo, wielding the power of a Half Honor, decimating Divine Venerate cultivators left the remaining Hell Sect disciples stunned, robbing them of any chance to react.

Ye Mo, seizing the moment, immediately summoned his Heavenly Snare Blood Spear. Enhanced by the Power of Domain, the Peerless Motian technique instantly ensnared them all.

With each thrust of his spear, Ye Mo eliminated a disciple. Helpless, they could only watch as the spear hurtled towards them, their bodies immobilized, their phantom Soul Bodies ripped out, their faces etched with fury and utter disbelief.

However, Ye Mo deliberately spared one life, as he needed information regarding the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit.

"Who are you, really?"

The disciple, lying prone and barely able to move, watched in stunned silence as Ye Mo effortlessly claimed the souls of his comrades.

"I am the Prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family."

Ye Mo stated with nonchalance.

"What? You are the Prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family?"

The disciple's pupils constricted in shock, his body beginning to tremble violently. Only a Prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family could command such terrifying power and wield the Soul Clan's Glory.

"Indeed."

Ye Mo confirmed calmly.

"Esteemed Prince, forgive my ignorance and insolence. With your boundless magnanimity, please overlook my transgressions as if I were mere refuse."

Any prior thought of vengeance had completely evaporated from his mind, replaced by abject terror. While the Hell Sect was formidable, its members were all desperate outcasts. Though the Tongzhou region held considerable influence, it was utterly insignificant when compared to the might of the Dead Soul Royal Family.

"I shall spare your life, but you must answer my questions. Is your sole objective here the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruits? Why have so many martial artists converged upon the Hell Mountain Range?"

Ye Mo raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent.

He had overheard whispers about a mysterious Hell Cavern hidden within the Hell Mountain Range, rumored to hold profound secrets.

Noticing the disciple's nervous eyes, Ye Mo immediately let out a cold snort. "You'd best not attempt any tricks in front of me. You should already be well aware of the Dead Soul Royal Family's methods."

The disciple shivered once more. "Because there's a Hell Cavern within the Hell Mountain Range, rumored to hold many treasures. However, no one who has ever entered it has returned."

"Fine, begone!"

Ye Mo said coldly.

The disciple scrambled away at lightning speed.

"Why did you let him go? Don't you understand the principle of killing to silence witnesses?" Wraith Demon Emperor inquired.

"As I pursue the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit, I'm bound to cross paths with disciples from the Hell Sect. Dealing with Divine Venerate One and Two Souls is manageable, but Divine Venerate Three Souls could prove troublesome. If he spreads word of my presence, won't it save me a lot of trouble?" Ye Mo asked with a smile.

"Sly!"

Wraith Demon Emperor spat the word.

Ye Mo's figure moved, vanishing from sight as he retraced his steps, but Li Mengli and her companions were nowhere to be found. They must have realized the Hell Mountain Range was too perilous and departed earlier.

"Demon Emperor, how shall we locate the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit?" Ye Mo inquired immediately.

"The Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit is a miraculous item for soul cultivation, making it exceptionally tempting to Soul Beasts. Consequently, once the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit ripens, it will inevitably draw numerous Soul Beasts to congregate. Where they gather is, without question, the location where the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit grows," Wraith Demon Emperor explained.

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo journeyed through the forest, making his way towards the mountain range's center. A continuous stream of shadows whisked past him, completely disregarding his presence. For a Half Honor realm practitioner, venturing into the Hell Mountain Range was akin to seeking death.

Whoosh!

As Ye Mo advanced a considerable distance, in a secluded, mist-shrouded part of the mountain forest where shadows danced erratically, Ye Mo focused his gaze and observed countless Soul Beasts converging in the distance.

"It appears the Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit has fully matured, and a large congregation of Soul Beasts is beginning to gather," Wraith Demon Emperor's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Today shall indeed be the day I break through to the Divine Venerate realm!" Ye Mo's eyes pulsed with anticipation for this Heavenly Demon Hell Fruit quest, his heart swelling with boundless excitement.