The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 938 - 939: Ancestor Yuwen

Ye Mo, Feng Chu, and Bai Xueqin all felt the immense pressure. They were directly forced down to the ground, crashing into a giant pit.

However, the powerful oppression continued to transmit, and it was not the oppression of power, but space pressure.

Ye Mo’s proud figure remained straight as a spear, the Demon Dragon Power roared continuously, resisting this overwhelming pressure, but his bones still crackled. Without the Rising Dragon Pillar, his fate would be the same as those sect leaders, prostrate on the ground.

As for Feng Chu, bearing the body of a Divine Demon, he also belonged to the heavens descending, unleashing the Divine Demon Force to withstand this strain rigidly.

Moreover, while resisting this pressure, he noticed that the woman by his side even used part of her power to protect him.

This stirred a faint feeling in his otherwise indifferent heart.

He grasped Bai Xueqin’s shoulder, the two almost becoming one, jointly resisting this terrifying pressure.

From within the silver glow, a determined-faced middle-aged man slowly emerged, descending from the sky with supreme authority.

His whole body emitted specks of silver light, as if the sun, moon, and stars revolved around him, with the entire sky under his control, evoking the creation of worlds and manipulation of time with every move.

In the distance, those sect leaders, all with the prowess of Qiankun Seven Revolutions and Qiankun Eight Rotations, were almost fainting and dared not muster any courage to face this formidable power.

This is the legendary powerhouse at the pinnacle of Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations, the first Clan Leader of the Yuwen Clan, and the Yuwen Family’s mighty ancestor, Yuwen Changfeng.

"Greetings, ancestor!"

At this moment, with Yuwen Changfeng’s appearance, the six great leaders, including Yuwen Ke, bowed deeply in respect.

And those big shots of Lingzhou also lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

"What on earth is going on here?"

Yuwen Changfeng didn’t even move an eyelid but could sense that several major battles had occurred here.

But when he opened his mouth, it emanated with a world-destroying majesty.

Every word spoken weighed thousands of pounds, oppressing everyone harshly.

"Ancestor, it’s these three who almost ruined your plan to merge Lingzhou. Now we are preparing to capture them. Since Ancestor has appeared, please eliminate these three people."

Yuwen Ke said.

"You three, being able to persist under the might of this Grandfather, are indeed extraordinary."

Yuwen Changfeng said indifferently.

"Oh? Is that the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear? This is one of the seven Ancient Evil Weapons, the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, and it just happened to run into me."

Yuwen Changfeng laughed as if no one was present.

"Ancestor, this person is Ye Mo. He not only has the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear but also the Heihun Guizhan Sword and the Devil Refining Gourd."

Yuwen Ke said respectfully, although he is the young master of the Yuwen family, he is nothing but an ant before the first Clan Leader of the Yuwen family.

"Oh? Such a thing, put off the matter of killing these three for now, this Grandfather came out this time to unify Lingzhou."

Yuwen Changfeng glanced around, watching the sect leaders prostrating, and said lightly: "All of you sect leaders who lead the major and minor forces of Lingzhou, are you willing to capitulate to my Yuwen family?"

This word fell like thunder, exploding in the minds of all the leaders.

It was at this moment they finally realized that the supposed feast was a mere pretext, gathering all these sect leaders was the primary goal.

"Damn it, the Yuwen family indeed has no good intentions."

"Now, all our sect leaders are here. If we resist, the opponent could kill us with just a thought."

All the leaders secretly gnashed their teeth. They were giants in their territories, free and unfettered, unwilling to submit to being under someone else’s control.

But in the face of such a powerhouse, they didn’t even have the courage to speak. The experts of the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm were already terrifying enough, but standing before them was a powerhouse at the peak of Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations, only one step from Divine Venerate Realm.

"This guy is indeed powerful, is there any way to escape?"

Ye Mo held back this immense pressure, while rapidly communicating with Ling’er Hongling in his mind.

"Unexpectedly, Yuwen Changfeng has descended so soon."

Hong Ling frowned, her tone indicating familiarity with Yuwen Changfeng.

"You know him?"

Ye Mo asked.

"More than just knowing, Yuwen Changfeng was defeated by the Blood Fiend Lady multiple times in the past, and he harbors a deep grudge against her. I fear he might kill you in a fit of anger."

Hong Ling said.

"What should we do?"

Ye Mo asked.

"In your current situation, unless you can overdraw all Demon Dragon Power like last time and awaken the dragon, perhaps you can spare your life, but the chance of escape is still fifty-fifty."

Hong Ling sighed slightly.

"What? Overdraw all Demon Dragon Power, and even awakening the dragon isn’t a guarantee to escape?"

Ye Mo was utterly shocked, fully aware of the strength of the Dragon God’s power. Could it still not handle Yuwen Changfeng?

"The opponent is a master of Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations. Awakening the dragon only significantly enhances your Heart Spirit Strength and brings mighty deity power, but your realm, cultivation, and physical strength are not up to par. If you were a master of First Transformation of the Wheel of Reincarnation, perhaps you could escape his grasp."

One is Qiankun Third Rotation, the other is Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations, one is just a 20-year-old youth, the other has survived millions of years on Lingwu Continent, by no means comparable.

Even overdrawing Demon Dragon Power, awakening the Dragon God, the chance of escape is only fifty percent.

Moreover, whether Ye Mo can successfully communicate with the Dragon God is also a question.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, everything was quiet. Yuwen Changfeng’s gaze continually swept over these leaders, awaiting their reply.

"My patience is very limited. Agree to capitulate, then surrender your faith; those who resist, only have a path to death."

Yuwen Changfeng said, seeing those leaders all lowering their heads not daring to speak, like ants, he also smiled: "Looks like you all agree."

"Agree, agree!"

"We are willing to comply with the Yuwen family for life, wishing Ancestor swift success in Wheel of Reincarnation and promotion to the Divine Venerate Realm."

"Long live Ancestor, no, ten thousand years of longevity!"

Those sect leaders all began worshipping.

"Good, haha, you yield to my Yuwen family, you will surely be well treated in the future. Henceforth, Lingzhou will have only one sect, the Spirit Sect. Your only faith is me, Yuwen Changfeng. In the future, when I break through to the Divine Venerate Realm, the Yuwen family will become a first-class power."

Yuwen Changfeng laughed heartily, greatly satisfied, then turned his gaze to Ye Mo and the others.

"You are Ye Mo, right? Voluntarily hand over the three Ancient Evil Weapons, and I might leave you an intact corpse!"

The words of Yuwen Changfeng put tremendous pressure on Ye Mo, making his heart beat faster.