The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1300 - 1301: Your Qualifications Aren’t Yours to Grant

"Who is it?"

Upon hearing the voice, Xue Wudi frowned, his gaze sweeping around until it finally locked onto Ye Mo.

However, he did not recognize Ye Mo, and when he sensed that this person’s martial arts realm was only at the Half Honor stage, his face showed deep scorn, yet he did not speak and was curious to see how the Spirit Martial Alliance Army would handle it.

A mere Half Honor dares to meddle in their affairs.

"What’s this kid up to? Now is the time to sign the law agreement. If he angers them and the agreement is canceled, such a responsibility is something no one can bear."

Qian Yun was also startled. Little skirmishes were one thing, but now it was related to the peace of the Lingwu Continent, even strong practitioners of the Divine Venerate Realm dare not speak at this moment.

"Can you get down from there? This is not where you should be speaking."

Tian Xinglang snorted coldly.

However, Ye Mo ignored Tian Xinglang and squeezed out from the crowd. Facing so many masters from Wraith Land, his expression did not change at all. He immediately said, "The eldest prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family, right? I am the champion of this year’s Spirit Martial Genius Battle, Ye Xiao. According to this array agreement, if Mu Long is defeated by you, our Spirit Martial Alliance Army can sit down to negotiate with you. But, I’m curious about what this negotiation entails. Is it the same kind of inequitable treaty from tens of thousands of years ago? If that’s the case, we might as well directly engage in battle; the losses may not be so great."

Ye Mo did not reveal his real name but used Ye Xiao, which was the name used in the Spirit Martial Genius Battle.

He did not want to expose his true identity, as he had killed many princes of the Dead Soul Royal Family, and the name Ye Mo was already on their blacklist.

Ancestor Bodhi was also shocked when he heard Ye Mo’s words, his attention was entirely focused on the victory or defeat rather than on the contents of the negotiation.

"Ye Xiao, what are you talking about? Get back here immediately."

Tian Xinghu from the Heavenly Clan also spoke in a cold voice.

However, he did not expose Ye Mo’s identity. The fact that Ye Mo had killed many masters from the Dead Soul Royal Family was known to all major forces.

"Ye Xiao? I’ve heard of him."

Looking at Ye Mo, Xue Wudi nodded. Such simple information, he knew that Ye Xiao was the champion of this year’s Spirit Martial Genius Battle. "You, a martial artist of Half Honor, dare to come up and negotiate with me. Maybe in ten years, you’ll have the qualification."

"Qualification is not given by you. Perhaps in ten years, you won’t have any qualification to stand on the same level as me."

Ye Mo opposed him fiercely.

"What did you say?"

Xue Wudi snorted coldly, and a powerful aura burst from his body, crashing towards Ye Mo. Suddenly, Ye Mo felt a suffocating pressure, his complexion changed as he secretly urged the Rising Dragon Pillar to dispel this aura.

"Nothing much, you were merely born a few years earlier than me. We are discussing agreements, not qualifications. I think our Spirit Martial Alliance Army also wants to know what the negotiation is about, or perhaps first finalize the negotiation results. Then we can discuss whether this law agreement should be signed, whether we should fight to the death with you."

As soon as Ye Mo finished speaking, Xue Wudi’s expression froze. He had intended to set a trap for the Spirit Martial Alliance Army to fall into and to gain more benefits for the Dead Soul Royal Family during the negotiation.

However, before the battle even started, the opponent wanted to finalize the negotiation results.

"Bodhi, does Ye Xiao’s words represent your alliance army’s intention?"

Xue Wudi’s voice turned utterly cold, his face contorting into a never-before-seen grimace.

Ancestor Bodhi glanced at Ye Mo, then at Xue Wudi, and immediately said, "Yes, his words represent the alliance army’s intentions."

"Bodhi, do you realize that this is merely the words of a Half Honor kid? Do you genuinely intend to launch a full-scale war?"

As he spoke, the Divine Venerate strong practitioners behind Xue Wudi emitted astonishing auras, almost forming a torrent that rushed thunderously toward the Spirit Martial Alliance Army.

However, the Spirit Martial Alliance Army was not willing to show weakness either, consolidating their power and emitting a terrifying aura.

Crack! Crack!

Suddenly, the void trembled, and huge cracks appeared in Genius Gorge, both sides clashing fiercely.

Amidst this, Ye Mo felt secretly alarmed, such strength was indeed from true masters.

"Heh, people of the Dead Soul Royal Family, our Lingwu Continent may not be as formidable as your Wraith Land, but we are not to be easily trifled with. Should a battle start, we won’t necessarily fear you."

At this moment, a voice echoed from afar, slicing through the atmosphere like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the aura emitted by the group of Dead Soul Royal Family masters.

Soon after, it descended, landing beside Ancestor Bodhi.

"Welcome, Ancestor!"

As the figure appeared, the Divine Venerate strong practitioners from the Heavenly Clan all greeted him humbly.

"Who are you?"

Xue Wudi asked curiously.

"Heavenly Clan, Tian Xinghun!"

Tian Xinghun replied with a smile.

Ye Mo observed Tian Xinghun, very young, dignified in appearance, yet he was the ancestor of the Heavenly Clan. Among the three ancient strong practitioners, he was the son of the Devil Holy Mother. It is rumored that Tian Xinghun might be the child of Mu Longwu and the Devil Holy Mother, but it is unclear if this rumor is true.

"I didn’t expect your Lingwu Continent still has strong practitioners of Divine Venerate Eight Souls."

Xue Wudi frowned; given the current scenario, not finalizing the negotiation results with the Spirit Martial Alliance Army first would make the battle tough to commence.

"However, don’t assume that having two strong practitioners of Divine Venerate Eight Souls on Lingwu Continent gives you the confidence to contend against Wraith Land."

Xue Wudi said, squeezing his hand as if crushing something.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion resonated as space cracked with huge fissures, releasing terrifying energy storms that erupted from these rifts. Following that, four figures draped in differently colored robes, imposing like mountains, slowly emerged alongside those energy storms.

"I never expected to call upon us old fellows. Could it be Lingwu Continent birthed another strong practitioner?"

As the four robe-clad elders appeared, their overwhelming aura suppressed the entire scene.

These four elder figures corresponded to four colors: black, red, white, and gold, with the black-robed elder taking the lead, his eyes gleaming as he spoke.

The four were the four Supreme Elders of the Dead Soul Royal Family, occupying high status among the Dead Soul Princes. If not for desperate measures, Xue Wudi would not have summoned the four Supreme Elders.

It’s worth noting that even he must show utmost respect to these Supreme Elders, referring to them as Grandmasters.