The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1301 - 1302: Changing the Situation

The four Supreme Elders of the Ancestral Dead Soul King simultaneously descended, clearly intending to intimidate the Spirit Martial Alliance Army. All four were at the level of Divine Venerate Eight Souls, especially the leading elder in black robes. His aura was even more formidable, occasionally emitting black energy, far surpassing any typical Divine Venerate Eight Souls.

"Heh heh, I wonder if you still want to wage a bloody battle against us now?"

With the four Supreme Elders’ presence, Xue Wudi’s confidence soared as he looked at their ugly expressions, revealing his own smugness.

"The energy of the law agreement is about to dissipate. Will you negotiate with us, or start fighting? Decide for yourselves. I’ll give you half a burning incense’s worth of time. I believe you’ll provide me with a satisfactory answer."

Xue Wudi said with a faint smile.

If they fight, the Spirit Martial Alliance Army surely wouldn’t dare, with four Divine Venerate Eight Souls practitioners descending. Just these four could overpower the alliance army.

But if they choose not to fight, they must engage in a final battle. Ye Mo must defeat Xue Wudi to earn the opportunity to negotiate, and according to Ye Mo, this negotiation might as well be a form of coercion.

Suddenly, everyone began to discuss fervently.

Start fighting or not?

The forces of the six great families began discussions.

"Mother, trust me this time; our opponent definitely won’t dare to fight us."

The Divine Beast Family began discussing, with Ye Mo clearly standing his ground, and Zi Ning, trusting in Ye Mo, supporting his stance.

Because of Mu Wanqing’s presence, the Mu Family also trusted Ye Mo and agreed to fight.

Yang Suxin, the Palace Master of Suxin Palace, after several discussions, also agreed to fight.

Heavenly Dao’s final decision was also to fight.

Even the Heavenly Clan chose to fight.

Only the Ancient Buddha Clan suggested not fighting, letting Ye Mo and Xue Wudi duel to gain a negotiating opportunity.

Half a burning incense’s worth of time had passed, and Xue Wudi was starting to get impatient. He couldn’t help but ask, "Have you finished discussing?"

Soon after, the six families dispatched elders to convey their decisions to Ancestor Bodhi. Five families indeed supported starting the fight, while only one recommended Ye Mo and Xue Wudi duel for negotiation.

This result surprised even Ancestor Bodhi, considering four Divine Venerate Eight Souls practitioners had descended.

However, since this outcome was jointly decided by the six great powers, it naturally represented the alliance army’s stance.

"Is it dueling for negotiation, or do we start fighting right away?"

Xue Wudi said with a faint smile. With the four Supreme Elders sent out, however much the Spirit Martial Alliance Army deliberates, the outcome was already clear.

"If it’s a fight you want, then a fight it’ll be! Is my Spirit Martial Alliance Army afraid of you?"

Ancestor Bodhi’s voice was akin to drums, hammering into the hearts of the Wraith Land’s strong practitioners. Instantly, everyone’s expression turned stiff; Xue Wudi’s face froze completely.

The Spirit Martial Alliance Army’s response was beyond their expectations.

"Ha ha!"

Moments later, Xue Wudi burst out laughing, saying, "You truly wish to start a war with us?"

Ye Mo slowly emerged, showing a face of impatience, saying, "You keep asking if we want to fight; we’ve already given you an answer. Yet you repeatedly question us. Could it be you’re trying to scare us? If it’s me, I don’t have that much patience."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. Indeed, their apparent strength was far superior to the Spirit Martial Alliance Army. If they truly wished to fight, why bother discussing? There was no need for negotiation.

"Where does this Ye Mo derive such audacity from? To predict that we won’t start a war with the Spirit Martial Alliance Army."

A spiteful glint appeared in Xue Wudi’s eyes, yearning to kill him immediately. If not for his presence, he and Ye Mo would’ve already fought, then deliberately lost to Ye Mo, using their intimidation to sign an agreement with the Spirit Martial Alliance Army for the greatest benefits.

"Don’t think I’m unaware. You Wraith Land dare not start a war with us. These people present are all elite from the Dead Soul Royal Family. If they fight my Spirit Martial Alliance Army, although you may win, you’ll suffer heavy losses. By then, the Wraith Clan would seize the opportunity to annihilate your Dead Soul Royal Family."

"And more importantly, your Dead Soul Royal Family’s Soul Master Ao Cangwu, is severely injured, with yet-to-recover strength."

Ye Mo spoke indifferently, each word like a blade, cutting into the hearts of the Dead Soul Royal Family’s practitioners, exposing nearly everything they predicted to be true.

"Kid, just how did you come to know all this?"

With a move, Xue Wudi appeared before Ye Mo, reaching out, yet grasping only air as Ye Mo retreated to a distance of one zhang.

"Don’t ask me how I know these details. I believe we can sit down and have a discussion now."

Ye Mo sneered.

"Ha ha, interesting, interesting."

Xue Wudi clapped his hands: "Indeed, the reputation of the Spirit Martial Continent’s genius battle is well deserved. I’ve heard your Lingwu Continent has a Martial Artist named Ye Mo. Could I meet him? Perhaps we can sit and talk."

"He’s..."

Just as a Martial Artist intended to speak, a Divine Venerate Strong Practitioner stopped him.

"Hm?"

Noticing the anomaly, Xue Wudi frowned, asking, "Could it be you’re Ye Mo?"

"Ha ha, how could I be Ye Mo? Do you think with my strength, I could kill your Second Prince?"

Ye Mo laughed: "That Ye Mo is elusive, having killed many of your Dead Soul Royal Family’s princes. Knowing you’d seek trouble with him, he vanished as soon as he returned to Lingwu Continent."

Hun Wuji’s strength already challenger enough for Divine Venerate Two-Soul. The present Ye Mo truly seemed unlikely to challenge Hun Wuji.

"Honestly, we don’t wish for war with you, given the previous battles, even achieving victories while claiming numerous resources from you, we endured heavy losses, turning both sides into living hells. I think we can change this situation."

Xue Wudi said casually.

"Oh?"

Ancestor Bodhi furrowed his brows, asking, "How do you intend to change this situation?"

From Xue Wudi’s words, he discerned that the Wraith Land didn’t want to initiate this war. Perhaps, as Ye Mo stated, the Dead Soul Royal Family was besieged from both sides.

Yet, their façade of eloquent speech seemed aimed at changing the dynamic between the two continents.

"Naturally, it’s about mutual development. Your Lingwu Continent’s talents could come to our Wraith Land to learn about the Wraith Formation, even Soul Techniques, while our Wraith Land’s talents could visit your Lingwu Continent to learn seals, complementing each other."

Xue Wudi looked at Ancestor Bodhi, speaking calmly.