The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 900 - 901: No Turning Back

"Kid, you’ve got some nerve to meddle in my affairs. Do you even know who I, Meng Di, am? I’m quite a figure in Nightfall City. A mere Martial Artist in the Qiankun Second Transformation like you, have you grown tired of living?"

Meng Di said coldly.

"Who I want to save is none of your business. Do you know who I am?"

Ye Mo retorted sarcastically, imitating Meng Di’s tone, trying to overpower him.

"I don’t care who you are. In Nightfall City, I, Meng Di, am like the heavens. How dare you oppose me?"

Meng Di sneered, "My Meng Family is a renowned family in Nightfall City, and my brother Meng Yun is a distinguished figure among the younger generation. You actually dare to go against me? Are you tired of living?"

The guards standing behind Meng Di, as well as Baixiaosheng, looked at Ye Mo with mocking expressions as if watching a clown.

"In the end, you’re still relying on others. Without your family, without your brother, you’re nothing but a waste; I could crush you with one hand."

Ye Mo continued to mock. Though Meng Di was lecherous, his cultivation was at Qiankun Fourth Rotation, able to integrate the Origin Power of his field into space, making him quite formidable among his peers. However, to Ye Mo, he was no match.

"You, a mere Qiankun Second Transformation boy, dare to challenge me? I’ll show everyone that even without relying on my family or my brother, you’re still no match for me." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

As he spoke, Meng Di attacked Ye Mo again, channeling his power, flames roared and swirled in his hand, turning the surrounding area crimson.

"This Meng Family’s Unyielding Yang Cataclysmic Fire Palm is indeed terrifying."

Among the crowd, seeing Meng Di execute his family’s Gangyang Jie Fire Palm, they all marveled that despite Meng Di’s lecherous nature, he had grown up taking medicinal tonics. How could Ye Mo, with his Qiankun cultivation, withstand Meng Di’s Gangyang Jie Fire Palm?

"Die!"

Meng Di’s body trembled as he dashed toward Ye Mo, sending the Gangyang Jie Fire Palm right at him. This strike was enough to kill Ye Mo completely.

"What a lousy technique."

Ye Mo snorted coldly, stamped his foot, shattering the ground, and unleashed the Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist.

Bang!

Two fierce attacks collided, black lightning and cataclysmic fire intertwined, producing a sizzling sound. A powerful force surged up his arm, shaking his meridians and internal organs.

"Ahhhh!"

A miserable cry erupted from Meng Di’s hand as he flew backward. His right arm scorched by Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist’s electricity, he seemed completely numb.

"How is this possible?"

Lying on the ground, Meng Di stared at Ye Mo with disbelief in his eyes.

He was a Martial Artist in the Qiankun Fourth Rotation, proficient in his field, his space power much stronger than that of the Qiankun Third Transformation, empowering his Xuan Aura to exceed Qiankun’s Second Transformation’s strength.

Moreover, relying on his Meng Family’s advanced Gangyang Jie Fire Palm martial technique, how could he fail to withstand an attack from a Qiankun Second Transformation?

The surrounding crowd was completely stunned, unable to comprehend the scene before them. Ye Mo should have been the one lying on the ground.

Ye Mo grabbed Meng Di with a large hand and said coldly, "Aren’t you just a waste? Without your family, relying on your brother, you’re just trash."

"Ahhhh! Kill this brat for me, kill him!"

Meng Di lost all reason, shouting loudly.

"Who dares to come up, I’ll crush his neck."

Ye Mo spoke, increasing the pressure of his grip.

"How dare you? I’m the second young master of the Meng Family. If you kill me, don’t think you can leave Nightfall City!"

Feeling Ye Mo’s terrifying strength, his face changed drastically, filled with rage.

"Even if I don’t kill you, escaping Nightfall City would be impossible, so I might as well go all the way."

Crack!

As he spoke, Meng Di felt a cold sensation; just as he attempted to struggle, his head twisted.

The guards of the Meng Family who witnessed this scene felt their hearts sink. They were responsible for protecting Meng Di, and now that he’s gone, they were facing certain death. Yet, if they don’t capture Ye Mo, their fate would be worse than death.

Swish, swish, swish!

A dozen or so guards, all with Qiankun Fourth Rotation or Qiankun Fifth Rotation strength, drew their weapons and charged at Ye Mo. Their murderous intent filled the air, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

Ye Mo dared to kill the Meng family’s second young master in front of so many people. Though thrilling, he would soon face the Meng family’s wrath.

The woman in purple had initially intended to help Ye Mo, but sensing his overwhelming aura, she decided to let Ye Mo handle it himself.

These well-trained guards charged like numerous savage tigers.

Bang!

Dozens of ferocious tigers attacked.

This was the Meng Family’s supreme technique, Savage Tiger Assault. Weak alone, but when executed together by guards, its power was terrifyingly fierce.

Ye Mo unleashed the Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist again, the fist suppressed thousands of worlds. None of the tigers could approach him; they flew back and exploded.

The scene was astonishingly shocking, shaking everyone’s hearts deeply.

Baixiaosheng’s face turned pale with fear. It was he who had called Meng Di here; now that such an event occurred, he couldn’t escape responsibility. He couldn’t comprehend how a Martial Artist in the Qiankun Second Transformation possessed such power.

Even the woman in purple looked at Ye Mo in surprise, not expecting to meet such a formidable young fighter in this place called Xiling. This boy seemed only about eighteen years old. Despite a gap compared to the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s prodigies, his strength was commendable.

"Baixiaosheng, you called these people, didn’t you?"

Ye Mo instantly appeared before Baixiaosheng, grabbed his collar, and said coldly, "Since I’ve killed so many, I don’t mind killing you as well."

"No, please don’t kill me."

Baixiaosheng knew he was no match for Ye Mo and didn’t dare resist, pale with fear. "I can tell you about the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s situation, just spare my life, and I’ll tell you everything."

"We should go now; the Meng Family is coming."

Just as Baixiaosheng was about to reveal information about the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, the woman in purple interrupted Ye Mo once more, for indeed, the Meng Family had arrived.

"Go? Where to?"

Just then, a figure emerged from the void, making everyone shiver with a sense of doom.

"That Ye Mo is done for; the top young master of Nightfall City, Meng Yun, has arrived."