The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 961 - 962: Zi Aotian

"Hehe, if the news of Ye Mo’s death reaches the Patriarch, he will definitely fly into a rage. Clan Leader Zikui will surely lose his position. However, since Aotian is still out on a mission and won’t return anytime soon, I’ll inform Zi Long first."

With a sly smile, Zixing’s figure moved and disappeared into the air.

Meanwhile, the assembled elders entered the Abyss of Hell together. Yet, they only managed to reach a depth of a kilometer before they could no longer withstand the wild power of the Hellfire. Moreover, their Heart Spirit Strength couldn’t probe very far. With a slight sigh, they retraced their steps and flew out from the abyss.

"Alas, I’m afraid Ye Mo is doomed."

One of the elders sighed, "Such a bloodline genius, who was prepared to participate in the Dragonmark Hall assessment, has fallen just like that."

"Many martial artists, out of curiosity, have ventured into the Abyss of Hell, only to never return."

"Elder Zi Ning, please accept my condolences. I’m sure you are not the only one heartbroken."

"Elder Zi Ning, I will take full responsibility for this matter. I will report to the Patriarch right now, and I’m willing to accept any punishment."

After saying this, Zikui and the elders returned to the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan.

"Mo’er!"

Only Zi Ning was left behind. She suddenly murmured.

She felt powerless, having just found her son, who had only recently awakened the most talented bloodline ability, yet fate was cruel, as her son had fallen in the Abyss of Hell.

Feeling somewhat lost, she sat down, burying her face between her knees. Her ruby-like eyes began to dampen, unwilling to leave for a long time.

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Dragonmark Hall!

The atmosphere was rather eerie. None of the elders dared to speak, while Clan Leader Zikui knelt before the Patriarch, not daring to lift his head even once.

At that moment, the Patriarch was pacing back and forth in the hall, his usually amiable face showing a rare anger.

"Did you say that during Ye Mo’s advancement, you used space power to teleport him near the Abyss of Hell, and then he entered and never came out?"

The Patriarch spoke angrily.

"Patriarch, I didn’t expect Ye Mo to be so reckless and enter the Abyss of Hell directly."

Clan Leader Zikui spoke blandly.

"Hmph!"

The Patriarch let out a cold snort, akin to the roar of an Azure Dragon, causing the entire Dragonmark Hall to start shaking.

Zikui’s face turned pale, and even though he had reached the Divine Venerable One-Soul Realm, he couldn’t fathom the true strength of the Patriarch.

"Patriarch!"

Zixing stood up and said calmly, "Ye Mo was the only bloodline genius in our clan for the past ten thousand years to condense Nine Dragon Patterns. He was our hope, but now, due to Clan Leader Zikui’s negligence, the only bloodline genius of our clan in millennia has been lost. I believe he is no longer suitable to be the clan leader."

"Elder Zixing is right. With Ye Mo’s bloodline talent, he could have easily led our Ancient Azure Dragon Clan without even changing his surname. The Nine Golden Dragon Marks were enough to prove his potential, but now it’s too late to say anything."

An elder supporting Zi Aotian stood up, feigning a sigh.

"Patriarch, the clan leader was also worried that Ye Mo’s advancement might destroy Azure Dragon Peak, so he sent him over there. Many of our clan’s disciples have advanced there and have not entered the Abyss of Hell. The most important reason was Ye Mo’s own actions, and the clan leader cannot be blamed."

Another elder spoke up.

The atmosphere in Dragonmark Hall was tense like a drawn sword. Outside, there was a continual stream of people flocking over to participate in the Dragonmark Hall assessment.

Today was the day of the Dragonmark Hall assessment, yet, unexpectedly, something like this happened.

Although Ye Mo was rumored to have fallen, very few disciples knew, so it hadn’t caused much of an uproar, and the assessment was to continue.

Moreover, the difficulty of this Dragonmark Hall assessment was set to increase, and the rules were also modified. However, the disciples from the Taiyi, Tianji, Dongyuan, and Shangqing Halls were all full of confidence.

Those who came to participate in the assessment were strong Cosmos Realm experts, all under 20 years of age.

Entering Dragonmark Hall meant gaining eligibility to join the Lingwu Genius Battle and receiving focused training within the clan.

Representing the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan in the Lingwu Genius Battle was a source of honor and pride for the clan, so currently, the only one meeting the qualifications to enter Dragonmark Hall was Zi Aotian.

Of course, there have been many peerless talents before, like Zi Ning, but once they surpass twenty years of age, they must leave the Dragonmark Hall.

Combined, the disciples from the four halls numbered over a thousand.

Moreover, many clansmen, who didn’t have the strength to undergo the four halls’ assessment, gathered here to witness the spectacle.

Everyone was eager to see who had the capability and luck to enter the Dragonmark Hall.

In just one hour, Longwen Peak was already swarming with over five thousand people.

The mountaintop was packed, with some clansmen even standing atop tree crowns, the noise shaking the void.

Suddenly, a figure swept by, landing atop the tallest tree crown. When everyone turned their gaze to him, they were all stunned.

Zi Aotian!

He wore his hair bound with a crown, dressed in a purple robe. The Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s iconic ruby eyes shimmered with dazzling light. An intensely sharp aura seemed to radiate from him, simply standing there exuded an overwhelming, unshakable presence.

His appearance instantly drew everyone’s attention!

"It’s Zi Aotian, the strongest young genius, he’s returned so quickly."

"Yes, it’s said that the clan sent him to slay an eighth-order Demon Beast in the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm, the Crimson Thunder Golden Eagle. Rumor has it that the eagle is extremely fast and can take human form; many Qiankun First Transformation experts have perished at its hands. I didn’t expect Zi Aotian to complete the mission so quickly."

"Tsk, tsk, under twenty, already achieved Seven Dragon Patterns, a Qiankun First Transformation expert. With such strength, he could easily win the Lingwu Genius Battle."

"Don’t forget, recently, our clan saw another bloodline genius. It’s said he condensed Nine Golden Dragon Patterns, with bloodline power comparable to the Patriarch."

"So what if he condensed Nine Golden Dragon Patterns? Remember, the Lingwu Genius Battle tests overall strength, not merely bloodline power."

Seeing Zi Aotian, the crowd began to discuss.

"Who is Ye Mo? Stand up!"

Before returning to the clan, Zi Aotian had already heard about Ye Mo and his Nine Golden Dragon Patterns. He felt uneasy about what this implied as it threatened his position.

So as soon as he appeared, he wanted to meet this Ye Mo, this fellow clansman by another surname.

It was clear that Zi Aotian’s shout carried a challenging tone, yet everyone knew that his arrogant nature couldn’t tolerate Ye Mo.

"So it’s Aotian who’s returned. Just in time, the clan has important news to announce."

At this time, a Dragonmark Hall assessment elder stepped forward. Seeing Zi Aotian, he first smiled, then turned to the disciples below and said, "Disciples, today, there has been an unexpected situation, so before the assessment begins, the Patriarch will announce something to everyone. Please wait patiently, as the Patriarch will come out personally."

"Aotian, come with me."

The elder responsible for the Dragonmark Hall assessment finished speaking and re-entered the Dragonmark Hall.