The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 942 - 943: Terrifying Power

"Senior, help. Please help me, I still need to find my mother!"

This sentence completely shattered the mental defenses of the woman in purple, her eyes suddenly turning misty.

Looking at Ye Mo’s face, which was bloody and unrecognizable, she could feel Ye Mo’s unwillingness and his longing for her.

Recalling the moments spent with Ye Mo, she deeply regretted not recognizing her own son earlier.

Ye Mo had asked about the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan many times, but she stopped him.

If she hadn’t stopped Ye Mo, perhaps they would have reunited as mother and son long ago, and this situation wouldn’t have occurred.

From the moment Zi Ning caught Ye Mo’s body, she thoroughly examined him, discovering that Ye Mo’s condition was far worse than she imagined.

A Martial Artist of the Third Rotation of Qiankun, attacked by so many Wheel of Reincarnation Realm Experts, surviving was nothing short of a miracle.

Zi Ning stabilized the last thread of Ye Mo’s pulse, gently laying him to the side.

Zi Ning’s gaze swept over the old figures in the sky and then locked onto Yuwen Changfeng at the forefront.

"Your Yuwen Clan, how dare you harm my child? For every injury on my child, I will take a life from your Yuwen Clan to compensate."

Her icy and wrathful voice spread, its anger enough to shatter mountains and rivers, its coldness capable of freezing everything.

When the Yuwen Clan members saw who appeared, especially feeling the aura emanating from Zi Ning, this aura, like a scythe of death, flashed with sharpness, twining around them as if one thought from her could kill them.

And Yuwen Changfeng, feeling this aura, frowned, knowing this woman was no ordinary character, yet he showed no hint of fear.

Now having successfully merged with Lingzhou, he could fully control everything here because this was his space.

"Who are you?"

Feeling the terrifying fluctuation of her aura, an Elder Wang of the Third Transformation of Wheel of Reincarnation spoke.

Zi Ning did not respond, instead, she punched towards the Elder Wang, with a seemingly ordinary motion, yet the Elder Wang and the surrounding space shattered like a mirror, turning him into a cloud of blood.

This scene made Yuwen Changfeng’s pupils constrict, showcasing that this level was beyond mere realm strength, an understanding of power.

"What? You want to know who I am? Do I need to explain to a third-rate family like yours?"

Zi Ning coldly said to Yuwen Changfeng, and the nine Elder Wangs of the Yuwen Clan: "Do you think merging with Lingzhou can break into the Divine Venerate Realm, making you a first-rate family? You harmed my son, and I don’t mind eradicating your Yuwen Clan from the Lingwu Continent."

Zi Ning’s attitude was wildly dominant, confronting Yuwen Changfeng, who had just merged with Lingzhou, without a hint of respect.

Those Sect leaders witnessing this scene thought Zi Ning was a lunatic, but another possibility remained, that Zi Ning was an invincible powerhouse.

Clearly, Zi Ning was the latter, absolutely dominant.

"What? Third-rate family?"

The Elders exchanged glances, seeing the anger in each other’s eyes. Zi Ning’s words about being third-rate didn’t refer to ranking levels but rather being insignificant.

In the Zone of Desolation, they categorize powers into super first-rate, first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate. The third-rate here indicated low ranking, but Zi Ning’s tone implied that in her view, the Yuwen Clan was insignificant. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The Yuwen Clan had long desired to rise to a first-rate family, yet despite their formidable power, they lacked a Divine Venerate Realm figure.

According to the rules, a powerful entity breaking into "Divine Venerate Realm" could elevate them to first-rate status.

Everything hinges on strength.

Otherwise, the Yuwen Clan wouldn’t have schemed so meticulously, gathering all the leaders in the Southern Spirit Sect while Yuwen Changfeng emerged.

Now, Yuwen Changfeng successfully merged with Lingzhou, his cultivation improved tenfold or more; soon he might reach Divine Venerate status, only for Zi Ning to publicly humiliate him, calling them a third-rate force. The Elder Kings of the Yuwen family could no longer tolerate it.

"You call our Yuwen Clan a third-rate force? Then let me, a member of this third-rate force, face off against you, a master of a first-rate power."

The Elder Wang smirked.

He was of the Sixth Revolution, though not close to Yuwen Changfeng in power, he perceived Zi Ning as a beautiful, young woman, no more than 40. No matter how powerful, how strong could she be?

"You should all come at me together."

Zi Ning chuckled coldly, with a chilling voice possessing the power to annihilate worlds: "You injured my son, everyone must die. After finishing you all, I’ll destroy your Yuwen Clan to its roots."

Her voice dripped with decisive killing intent.

She had another nickname in the Lingwu Continent: the Mother Violent Dragon, known for her explosive and ruthless combat style against foes.

With her only son harmed so grievously by the Yuwen Clan, she could no longer endure.

As she spoke, she wielded a sword.

The sword’s blade was crimson, swirling with dragon souls. Shadows of Ancient Azure Dragons appeared upon it, seemingly a weapon of the Dragon’s Bloodline.

"Perish!"

Suddenly, as the sword swept, a blinding light filled the air, sharpness permeating the space around, turning everything crimson.

With one sword stroke, she charged towards all the Yuwen Clan members.

The Elder Wangs and Yuwen Changfeng roared in fury, brandishing their weapons, causing powerful spatial ripples.

Zi Ning’s sword light shifted, soaring skyward, reconfiguring into layers of space under her Dragon Spirit Longsword, shattering them like tofu. These spatial fragments then reformed into another space, a cascade of attacks, overwhelming all present.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Dozens of crisp sounds echoed as the weapons of the nine Elder Kings shattered simultaneously, blood spraying, with all but Yuwen Changfeng retreating, each grievously wounded.

Their injuries struck fatal points, stripping them of combat capability.

In one move, nine Elder Kings were vanquished.

"Dragon Souls Surround!"

Zi Ning shouted, enshrouding the defeated Elder Kings in Dragon Soul Flame, their screams filling the air.

Seeing this, Yuwen Changfeng’s rage boiled over. Jointly attacking Zi Ning with nine Elder Kings, they failed to repel her, all nine quickly subdued and ensnared by dragon flames, presumably to be refined.

"Please, halt. We didn’t know Ye Mo was your son, had we known, we never would have offended you."

Yuwen Changfeng’s face contorted in despair, the nine Elder Kings, comrades from his beginnings, were not to be so easily discarded.

"There’s no regret medicine in this world."

Zi Ning coldly replied, and the nine Elder Kings were utterly consumed by the Dragon Soul Flame.

Nine Wheel of Reincarnation Realm Experts, killed instantly!