The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1299 - 1300: An Untimely Voice

The people who came were naturally from the Dead Soul Royal Family.

However, this time, the experts they brought totaled over 300, with more than a hundred at the Divine Venerate Late Stage. They were all dressed in black robes, varied in height and build, exceedingly powerful.

As they approached, they brought with them billowing black aura, enveloping the earth. The sun below the sky was obscured by it, plunging the entire Genius Gorge into darkness. Each day, they could exude overwhelming momentum, almost collapsing the whole void, imposing immense pressure on the Spirit Martial Alliance Army.

"Impressive, is this the true strength of the Army of Wraith?"

"There are actually so many Divine Venerable Seven Souls strong practitioners,"

All present were astonished. The previous war of attrition was entirely small skirmishes; today’s battle, if Ye Mo were defeated, those Divine Venerate Late Stage experts would officially launch an attack on the Spirit Martial Alliance Army, wouldn’t they?

Ye Mo gazed at those Divine Venerate Late Stage experts, unable to help but marvel at the strength of Wraith Land’s experts. Moreover, according to the Wraith Demon Emperor, the troops mobilized this time were solely from the Dead Soul Royal Family.

This meant it was the Dead Soul Royal Family confronting the Spirit Martial Alliance. However, deploying so many Divine Venerate Late Stage experts, according to the Wraith Demon Emperor’s estimation, was at least over half of the Dead Soul Royal Family’s combat power. If it were a true face-off with the Spirit Martial Alliance Army, although they would win, it wouldn’t be favorable; then, the Wraith Clan would certainly take advantage of the situation and target the Dead Soul Royal Family.

These people were merely here to keep up appearances.

"Is this Wraith Land’s power, then? It is said they are only experts from one family,"

Ancestor Bodhi, draped in a long robe, hands crossed behind him, looked at the experts from Wraith Land, his brows tightly knit. If these people were to attack them together, what would the result be? No one dared to imagine.

Although Ancestor Bodhi’s power was undoubtedly the strongest here, the opponent’s methods were still an unknown variable.

Moreover, the legendary Soul Master from Wraith Land had yet to show up.

Ye Mo stared at the large group of experts in the sky, with an increasing sense of pressure as he gazed at Xue Wudi, who maintained a mocking smile at the forefront. He, too, clenched his hands tightly.

In this battle, he had little certainty.

If defeated, this group would likely strike at them; he’s already planning to fight to the death to win this match.

"What formidable momentum; such an entrance could drastically lower our alliance army’s morale,"

Deputy Sect Master Qian Yun of the Ancient Buddha Clan shook his head, feeling a sense of void facing the Army of Wraith’s approach.

"Ye Mo, do not be intimidated by their aura; your opponent is only Xue Wudi,"

Mu Yazi spoke these words powerlessly; despite having little confidence, he still reminded his son not to be intimidated by the opponent’s aura.

"Is this the power of your Spirit Martial Alliance Army?"

At this moment, Xue Wudi, clad in a blood-red robe, slowly descended, landing directly on a platform. Despite facing so many Divine Venerate Late Stage experts, he remained calm and unruffled.

Admittedly, Xue Wudi exudes the aura of a hero; although his power isn’t the strongest, those Divine Venerate Late Stage experts say nothing, wholly centered around Xue Wudi.

The Twelfth Prince of the Dead Soul Royal Family, eliminating all but the Twelfth Prince and the First Prince, is left at the bottom, whereas the First Prince must undergo various evaluations and accept challenges from anyone to secure the throne of the First Prince.

"A boy at the Divine Venerable Three Souls Realm, so arrogant."

"Indeed, Xue Wudi possesses the right to be arrogant; he can remain calm faced with so many experts, which ordinary Divine Venerable Three Souls practitioners couldn’t even articulate under such pressure,"

"What a pity our continent’s Ye Mo hasn’t matured yet; otherwise, he may have competed with him."

"It’s difficult; even if Ye Mo’s talent defies limits, he can only remain level with Ye Mo, for the Divine Venerate realm grants such might."

Experts from Genius Gorge began to discuss, standing one side.

Xue Wudi eyed the Spirit Martial Alliance Army with a cold sneer, knowing that had the Power of Laws from Vanquishing Martial Realm not vanished early, he would certainly have ascended to the Divine Venerable Four Souls, even the Divine Venerable Five Souls Realm; then staging this act would be unnecessary, for he alone could withstand Spirit Martial Alliance Army’s strongest.

However, precisely because the Power of Laws vanished prematurely, otherwise, it would be a catastrophe for the Dead Soul Royal Family; that time when Ye Mo’s wings would have spread fully, it wouldn’t be Xue Wudi here being arrogant.

"Spirit Martial Alliance Army, since you agree to fight me, let us sign a law agreement!"

Xue Wudi spoke first, his gaze shifting to the foremost Divine Venerate experts, particularly fixing on Zi Ning. A sinister smile surfaced his face, seemingly unexpected that Spirit Martial Alliance Army possessed such a beautiful woman.

More importantly, her power wasn’t lacking either.

"A beautiful woman, but beauty alone isn’t enough for a woman to be admired by me; power is requisite, too. Her age should be similar to mine, yet she reached Divine Venerate Two-Soul Realm."

Glancing at Zi Ning, Xue Wudi’s eyes revealed a strange look, one that Ye Mo noticed in an instant.

"Oh, Xue Wudi!"

Ye Mo witnessing this clenched his hands, feeling Mu Longwu’s power roaring within him. Were his current strength sufficient, he definitely would have confronted Xue Wudi head-on.

Ye Mo shifted on his feet, landing on the platform and locking eyes with Xue Wudi.

"Ye Mo, we’ve fought over a hundred times; who’s stronger, you know clearly. Have you prepared to die this time?"

Xue Wudi’s nonchalant smile revealed no concern for this duel deciding the fate of the two continents as though it bore no consequence.

"It remains uncertain who will lose or win; my methods haven’t shown,"

Ye Mo’s presence equaled Xue Wudi’s, both within the Divine Venerable Three Souls Realm, with only their tactics to determine supremacy.

"Ha ha, interesting, in that case, let’s sign the law agreement!"

Finishing, Xue Wudi formed numerous marks with his hands, causing symbols to appear in the air. They floated and twisted, each brimming with Array Power’s constraints, forming a law agreement linked with the immortal world, a contract once violated invokes Power of Laws’ retribution.

The content aligns with what Ancestor Bodhi asserted; if Xue Wudi loses, it is negotiation; if he wins, it leads to war.

After speaking, Xue Wudi fused a drop of blood into the symbols.

Observing this, Ye Mo pierced his finger, preparing to infuse his blood as well.

Yet at that moment, an untimely voice echoed.

"Wait!"