The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 1218 - 1219: Slaying Fan Diwen

"Haha, it truly is Divine-Level Martial Arts, we’re going to make a fortune this time."

Fan Diwen laughed heartily, his gaze directly locking onto the expert from Heavenly Dao, and said, "Hurry up and hand over the key, I don’t have the patience to waste time with you here."

"Young master, take the key and leave first, I’ll cover you!"

As he spoke, he also handed the key he had snatched to Hsiao Wuqing. Hsiao Wuqing gritted her teeth, aware of Fan Diwen’s fierce nature, yet worried about her companion’s safety, she hesitated.

"Be careful!"

Hsiao Wuqing was not a person to hesitate. Entering Bodhi Cave was the most crucial thing. After pondering for a moment, she took the key and prepared to leave.

"Thinking of leaving? It’s not that easy!"

Fan Diwen saw Hsiao Wuqing attempting to escape, his body dashed forward, reaching out to grab her.

Ye Mo noticed and didn’t hesitate, stomping the ground. The hard floor instantly shattered into powder. His body turned into a stream of light, directly blocking Fan Diwen, and he struck a palm towards him.

Bang!

The two palms collided, both retreating a few steps. Fan Diwen looked at Ye Mo, his expression gloomy: "It’s you again, I’m going to kill you!"

Seeing Ye Mo intervene to stop him from snatching the key, Fan Diwen roared furiously, his body flashing suddenly, appearing above Ye Mo, wielding a long stick with terrifying power, concentrating power, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, completely locking Ye Mo. Ye Mo wanted to resist but found himself unable to move, seemingly imprisoned by something.

"This is my Ancient Buddha Clan’s Imprisoning Subduing Demon Staff. Since you like meddling, I’ll kill you and take your key. Die!"

Boom boom boom!

The sound of space exploding echoed, a stick already reaching Ye Mo, who couldn’t move, only able to unleash the Six-Path Samsara Domain. But as the Imprisoning Subduing Demon Staff struck, it caused a massive explosion, breaking his domain in succession, his body suffering great damage, retreating several steps.

"This move is powerful!"

Ye Mo gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, murmuring to himself.

"Ye Mo!"

Hsiao Wuqing’s face changed dramatically, seeing this scene.

"You should leave quickly. If Jiumo Dao gets free, you won’t be able to escape."

Ye Mo said calmly.

"But!"

Hsiao Wuqing was about to speak when Ye Mo said, "There’s no ’but’, with you here I can’t fight properly, Fan Diwen can’t do anything to me."

After much consideration, Hsiao Wuqing eventually left the Fire Temple, gradually followed by some disciples escaping.

Now, only three people remained in the Fire Temple.

Jiumo Dao, entangled by ten Flame Statues, and Ye Mo with Fan Diwen in a standoff.

These Flame Statues each possessed strength comparable to the Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations, seemingly guarding the Martial Arts jade scroll. Yet, Jiumo Dao was extremely formidable; even the usual Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations couldn’t withstand this long under ten Flame Statues after opening the Space-time Gate once.

Moreover, Jiumo Dao was comprehending the martial arts within, with truly exceptional natural talents and means, a genuinely formidable figure.

"Ye Mo, today I’ll kill you and take your key."

Fan Diwen said, raising his long stick again, seemingly ready to unleash the Imprisoning Subduing Demon Staff to fully kill Ye Mo.

"Still trying that move on me?"

Ye Mo coldly chuckled, shouting low, "Dragon’s Chant Domain!"

His brow flashed, golden light rapidly spread, enveloping the entire Fire Temple. In the domain’s center appeared a dragon’s shadow, loudly chanting.

In an instant, the terrifying dragon’s chant echoed, coupled with the gravitational force’s pressure, exerting dual-layer pressure, causing Fan Diwen’s speed to slow tremendously, and even his binding power was ineffective against Ye Mo.

"What domain is this? It can affect my speed, the pressure is clearly ineffective, yet something else impacts my speed, definitely not Time Power."

Fan Diwen was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

"Die!"

Ye Mo immediately sent out the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, piercing through straight at the opponent’s brow.

Kill!

Yet, Fan Diwen swiftly reacted. Though the dragon’s chant affected his speed, he was a powerful one who had opened a Space-time Gate before. Opening the Space-time Gate combined Time and Space power, strength far beyond the Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations.

His long stick shook with great force, nearly tearing the domain directly. The stick, hundreds of times thicker, struck. But his attack hitting Ye Mo’s Blood Fiend Spear felt powerless, as if striking an endless abyss.

"What’s going on?"

Fan Diwen was shocked.

"You truly think you can kill me?"

Ye Mo knocked away the opponent’s long stick with a spear, saying coldly, "My Heavenly Snare Blood Spear has reached the level comparable to an Ancient Immortal Artifact, so you can’t stand against it."

With Blood Fiend Frenzied Divine Strength, Ye Mo’s spear pierced towards Fan Diwen’s brow.

"You!"

Fan Diwen was utterly stunned, feeling terrified. Initially, he thought he could easily kill Ye Mo with his strength, but unexpectedly, Ye Mo frequently revealed his trump cards, leaving him in extreme danger.

Splurt!

Ye Mo’s spear pierced through Fan Diwen’s head, noticing within his body floating a trace of purple light, summoned by Fan Diwen from the Space-time Gate—a fragment of Soul origin, dispersing after death, returning to strange space.

This Soul origin was visible but untouchable, accessible only by experts mastering spiritual energy. Yet, making it into fragments like Ancestor Bodhi required high soul proficiency.

Ye Mo grabbed, absorbing the Sumeru ring from Fan Diwen’s finger, inspecting with his mind, finding the key inside along with many Wheel of Reincarnation Pills.

"So you’re the one who killed Bai Li Shu."

Still constrained by ten Flame Statues, Jiumo Dao was utterly enraged, seeing his Ancient Buddha Clan two experts slain and their keys taken.

"So what? You’re bound by ten Flame Statues, I won’t play with you. After I enter Bodhi Cave to comprehend, I’ll come back for you."

Ye Mo laughed loudly, completely ignoring the other’s anger, turning around to leave.

"You think you can leave? Now I’ll show you what Divine-Level Martial Arts truly is!"

Jiumo Dao suddenly sneered coldly, crushing the jade scroll in his hand. The ten Flame Statues immediately lost their attack target, remaining still.

"Immortal Cycle of Life and Death!"

Jiumo Dao uttered five disjointed big words, instantly causing a chilling fear in Ye Mo, dangerous senses flooded his heart.

Ye Mo didn’t hesitate, his body surging, transforming into a beam of light, rapidly fleeing towards the entrance of the Fire Temple****.