The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood - Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Blood War

Ye Mo evoked the Evil Reincarnation, and the sky darkened. A huge Spear Projection shot out from the Sky Blood Spear and formed a massive vortex.

The vortex opened up in the ground, pulling all the Pleasure Valley’s warriors into its center. The others that hadn’t been pulled in yet could only look at the massive force while waiting for their own demise. There was no way they could outrun it. The only thing they could try was dispelling the vortex by attacking it with their martial techniques.

Yet no matter how much they tried, the vortex did not get weaker as their attacks were repelled as soon as they reached the vortex.

The vortex was tearing people apart with its wind blade. Terrifying screams could be heard as blood splattered all over the place. It was a living hell.

At least 50 of the Spirit Cultivating Realm warriors died from the vortex.

“What is that power? How is it generating so much force?” some of the Energy Shaping Realm warriors shouted in shock.

“Today marks the end of the Pleasure Valley!” Ye Mo laughed.

There was no way for him to help Cai Ling. The only thing he could do was to reduce the number of enemy forces.

Ye Mo jumped towards the crowd as if he was a Chinese Dragon. Every time he pushed forward, four or more people would die under his spear.

“Charge!”

With a loud order, he guards from the Frozen Palace also charged forward. Even Bing Bing was among them with an ice blade in her hand.

The pale white, snowy ground was already dyed red with blood.

People of the Frozen Palace knew that they would have to fight. If Cai Ling were taken away by the Pleasure Valley, it would mark the end of the Frozen Palace.

“How dare you harm our people!” one of the Pleasure Valley’s Energy Shaping First Realm warriors shouted and blocked Ye Mo’s attack.

“Trying to stop me?” Ye Mo roared. “Do you think you’re capable of doing so?”

Ye Mo thrust his spear towards the warrior. The spear began to rotate as the space around it began to bend.

The First Realm warrior formed an energy fist and tried to counter the spear. Yet when his fist collided with the spear, he could only feel his fist being sucked by his opponent’s spear.

The warrior tried to pull his hand back, but the pulling force of the Evil Reincarnation was too powerful for him to escape.

Ye Mo let out a roar and the spinning speed of his attack increased. The warrior’s shirt began to tear under the pressure as he could feel his hand being torn apart.

In just a few seconds, the warrior had lost one of his arms. With one of his Mortal Gates gone, his powersgreatly declined.

“Die!” Ye Mo shouted, pushing himself forward like a dragon launching into the sky. “Voyage of the Dragon!”

The spear was thrust straight towards the warrior, splitting his body into two.

Blood spattered on Ye Mo’s body as he looked into the face of yet another dead Energy Shaping First Realm warrior.

“Bing Bing!” Ye Mo shouted as he noticed someone was trying to sneak up on Bing Bing.

He kicked the ground and launched himself over to Bing Bing’s side, piercing the assailant’s head.

“Are you alright?” Ye Mo asked as he looked at Bing Bing with a worried face.

Bing Bing’s eyes widened from shock. She looked at the dead body and shook her head. “Let’s go and kill all of them! No more innocent girls will fall into their hands ever again!”

“Yes!”

With the Sky Blood Spear and his power that was equal to an Energy Shaping First Realm warrior, Ye Mo had slain the greatest number of Pleasure Valley warriors so far.

In just a few minutes, the Pleasure Valley had only a few Energy Shaping Realm warriors left, and even they were struggling to live.

On the other side, Bing Potian and Xiaoyan Langzi were still fighting each other intensely. Both of them floated in the sky while their swords clashed.

A pair of huge ice wings sprouted on Bing Potian’s back as he looked at the battlefield below them.

“See this?” Bing Potian laughed at Xiaoyao Langzi. “With Ye Mo at our side, most of your men are dead!”

Xiaoyao Langzi looked at the field below as his eyes filled with rage and a hint of shock. What is he? He looks normal, yet he was able to kill half of my people?

Ye Mo’s power lay behind the spear technique that he’d learned, the Formation-Breaking Spear Technique. It was a technique meant for mass killing during war.

“He’ll definitely pay for this!” Xiaoyao Langzi said and turned his gaze to the other battle and smiled. “Looks like Cai Ling is almost at her limit.”

All three of the Energy Ninth Realm warriors and Cai Ling had conjured clones to aid them in their fight.

The battle had turned into a two versus six fight.

“This lady is quite powerful for holding out for so long against all three of us,” one of the Ninth Realm warriors said. “Let’s use our clone to take care of her clone first. We’ll deal with her later.”

The other two warriors also understood that they had to cut Cai Ling’s number down to one before they could subdue her.

Capturing a person alive was always harder than killing them.

Cai Ling frowned as she kept blocking the incoming attacks. Each time their attacks clashed, Cai Ling could feel a huge pressure on her body. It had been a long time since she’d felt the same pressure.

And all of this was because she had no choice but to decrease her power and train again for the sake of revenge.

As the fight went on, her clone started to turn translucent slowly, as if it was about to disappear.

“Her clone is at her limit!” one of the warriors shouted as he laughed. His hand produced a huge Flame Sword.

The other two warriors also conjured their own Flame Sword. All three swords cut through the air and went straight for Cai Ling’s clone.

They had planned to take Cai Ling into custody as soon as her clone disappeared.

Suddenly, a person covered in blood appeared before Cai Ling’s clone and stared at the blades that were inching towards them.

“Is that guy nuts?” someone shouted. “Is he trying to take on the attacks?”

“He must be!” another person replied. “Even if he could defeat Xiaoyao Meiqi, there’s no way that he can stand against the attacks from three Energy Shaping Ninth Realm warriors!”

Everyone stopped their fight and looked at what was happening in awe.

“Ye Mo! Don’t! Get away!” Cai Ling’s clone shouted. “This isn’t something you can survive!”

“Eager to die, I see?” one of the Ninth Realm clones shouted as all three Flame Swords inched towards Ye Mo and Cai Ling’s clone.