The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1413 - 1414: Battle Against the Lord of Myriad Demons

"Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist!"

Faced with the overwhelming move from the Lord of Myriad Demons, Ye Mo displayed no sign of panic. Although this was his first formidable opponent since his advancement, one that would leave ordinary people at a disadvantage and caught off guard, Ye Mo had experienced countless great battles, each opponent exceeding him by several realms.

He effortlessly unleashed a punch, a colossal lightning fist containing countless levels of will, striking toward the flaming demonic wolf.

Howl!

The flaming demonic wolf, extremely fierce, could turn even a powerhouse of the Divine Venerable Seven Souls into ashes with a direct rush. However, struck by Ye Mo’s punch, it howled and disintegrated into flames, scattering everywhere.

Bang bang bang!

Ye Mo’s punch shattered the flaming demonic wolf as if it were butter, its momentum undiminished, transforming the punch into a palm strike aimed at the Lord of Myriad Demons.

Five Elements Immortal Futu Palm!

A gigantic pagoda palm imprint pushed horizontally, compressing the air for hundreds of miles around. The sound of exploding air resonated loudly.

"Demon Wolf’s Claw!"

In response to Ye Mo’s palm, the Lord of Myriad Demons’ expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, a pair of demonic wolf claws materialized in the void, tearing apart Ye Mo’s Five Elements Immortal Futu Palm, then clawing again as if to rip Ye Mo’s body to shreds.

The disciples from the Dead Soul Royal Family had already fled far away, watching with tense expressions. From the earlier exchange, it appeared the two were on equal footing, and to determine the victor, they would have to reveal their trump cards.

The outcome would decide their fate. Some disciples had already considered fleeing, but Ao Zi had not escaped. They dared not leave either, only hoping the Lord of Myriad Demons would defeat Ye Mo, for if he were defeated, their own fate would be grim.

Dantai Zanglian, dragging Li Xiuyuan’s corpse aside, watched the unfolding scene like a dream, never imagining Ye Mo’s strength already rivaled that of the Lord of Myriad Demons.

Klang klang klang!

With one hand, Ye Mo wielded the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, the magic weapon’s red tassel spear forming an absolute defensive stance. The fearsome wolf claws continuously struck Ye Mo’s spear tip and shattered instantly. Ye Mo’s spear techniques had reached an innate level, his entire being seemingly enveloped by the attack stance of the magic weapon’s red tassel spear.

"Break!"

Ye Mo roared, and the magic weapon’s red tassel spear tore through the heavens before exploding, instantly shattering the Lord of Myriad Demons’ offense, distorting the surrounding space with devastating ripples. Some disciples from the Dead Soul Royal Family narrowly avoided becoming casualties of the attack.

Especially Ao Yuntian, who had previously repelled Ye Mo’s Energy Clone with a single move, was now unable to accept that Ye Mo’s true body had achieved such strength. He considered himself a genius within the clan, yet a moment ago, his opponent was inferior, and now, he was easily overwhelmed; such a result was difficult for anyone to digest.

"Take this move, Mo Tian’s Unparalleled Move!"

Ye Mo stepped into the void, gathering terrifying momentum upon himself. He needed to eliminate the Lord of Myriad Demons immediately, as although he held an absolute advantage in physical attacks, he was at a significant disadvantage in spiritual cultivation.

His current spiritual cultivation was merely at the Soul Realm Third Layer, while the Lord of Myriad Demons had cultivated to the Divine Venerate Eight Souls. His spiritual realm was evidently not low, and he possessed the Myriad Demon’s Fire. If the Lord of Myriad Demons found an opportunity to employ spiritual attacks, Ye Mo would be unable to withstand them.

Therefore, Ye Mo had to bring the battle to a swift conclusion, completely suppressing the Lord of Myriad Demons.

Ye Mo thrust with the spear, enveloping the Lord of Myriad Demons’ body with the Dragon’s Chant Domain, the terrifying momentum striking directly into the pupils of the Lord of Myriad Demons, seemingly intent on crushing his spirit.

"To be able to imbue domain power into your attack, this is indeed remarkable."

The eyes of the Lord of Myriad Demons revealed a hint of peculiarity as terrifying demonic energy erupted. If it were an ordinary Divine Venerate Eight Souls, they could hardly withstand Ye Mo’s current move, yet he was different. He was the king of the Demon Clan, the Lord of Myriad Demons, possessing the bloodline of the Wolf Tribe far stronger than that of Kill Break Wolf.

"I fear you cannot endure this!"

Ye Mo sneered coldly, the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear emitting terrifying Blood Fiend Energy, intensifying its assault to tear apart the Lord of Myriad Demons’ barrier, aiming to pierce through to his body. Yet, as the barrier dissipated, another formidable barrier formed around the Lord of Myriad Demons, clashing with a horrifying rumble.

"You intend to slay me with merely this move?"

Behind the Lord of Myriad Demons, a massive totem materialized, the Wolf Tribe Totem. A brilliant divine light beamed forth from it, projecting spectral demonic wolves into the sky, powerful and dreadful.

Such an immense aura would annihilate an ordinary Divine Venerate Eight Souls under its crushing weight.

The disciples from the Dead Soul Royal Family felt the oppressive force, their bodies trembling. If the earlier clashes were mere preliminaries, the true power now unleashed was so daunting it threatened to crush Li Tianqiong.

"Perish!"

Ye Mo, perceiving his adversary's transformation, his gaze turned icy. His Essence, Energy, and Spirit merged completely, focusing on the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear as he thrust it forward with lethal intent.

Howl!

The Lord of Myriad Demons howled raucously, enveloped by his formidable power, the very air around Ye Mo teeming with spectral, roaring demonic wolves. With one hand, the Lord of Myriad Demons seized the Wolf Tribe Totem, swinging it toward Ye Mo.

Bang bang bang!

The surrounding space seemed to groan under the impact, cracking and distorting. Innumerable wolf shadows converged on the demonic totem, violently colliding with the Blood Fiend Spear.

A terrifying power coursed through Ye Mo's Blood Fiend Spear, impacting his Lu Xian arm, his body, and his internal organs. For anyone else, enduring such an assault would have meant losing their grip on the spear; however, Ye Mo had achieved the oneness of Man and Spear. Despite his broken arm, he held the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear with unyielding tenacity.

Yet, the Lord of Myriad Demons was not unscathed. The Wolf Tribe Totem was flung away, spewing blood, as he retreated a hundred feet in the air, only then regaining stability.

Howl!

The Lord of Myriad Demons roared again, reverting to his true form—a giant, furry beast with a tail exuding a bloody scent. He snatched up the totem and swung it once more at Ye Mo.

"I must finish this swiftly. If even Mo Tian's Unparalleled Move fails to kill you, I will be forced to employ the Ancient Yin-Yang Divine Magnet."