The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 995 - 996: Entering the Ancient Battlefield
"Disciples are prohibited from killing each other, otherwise they will be directly eliminated. However, on the battlefield, there are ancient beasts; if one is killed by the beast, it does not violate the rules."
Palace Master Qin said faintly.
"What do you mean by that?"
Zi Long suddenly sensed a faint fragrance drifting from behind and couldn’t help but ask.
"I have a secret method that can take life."
Palace Master Qin said mysteriously.
"A life-taking secret method?"
Honestly, although Zi Long had cultivated to the Second Transformation of Wheel of Reincarnation, he had never heard of life-taking before.
The so-called life-taking is even more terrifying than body possession, with more powerful means.
Body possession involves directly using one’s mind to occupy another’s physique; if undesired, it can be taken back directly.
But life-taking is to directly seize the opponent’s life, fully transforming them into a demon beast.
"Master Zi Long, you are now a solitary person. Because of Aotian’s death, those old folks from the Elders Council have completely abandoned you, and you have no status in the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan. If you become a demon beast, you can secretly enter the ancient battlefield, aiming to kill Ye Mo for revenge against Aotian; is this not a straightforward affair?"
Palace Master Qin said with a sinister smile.
"This body possession technique of mine can turn you into a Second Transformation demon beast. Although my current power is only at the Second Transformation, your Heart Force is still at the Eighth Order Peak, and this demon beast is terrifyingly powerful, with all other beasts trembling in its presence. However, you can only maintain the transformation for three days, which should be enough to kill Ye Mo in the ancient battlefield."
Palace Master Qin continued.
"All beasts tremble before it?"
Zi Long began to feel tempted. Although adopting a demon beast form to kill Ye Mo was beneath him as a member of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, his hatred for Ye Mo was now bone-deep, with a strong desire to destroy him immediately.
Palace Master Qin’s mouth formed a huge arc, revealing a sinister smile. A discarded pawn should meet a pawn’s fate but must also serve its final value.
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Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s Longwen Peak.
Countless disciples of the Four Pavilions surged toward the large plaza at the center of Longwen Peak. This plaza, located in front of Longwen Hall, spanned a hundred miles, easily accommodating all the Pavilion’s disciples.
Of course, only five disciples from each pavilion would be selected to partake in the conference, totaling 22 participants with Ye Mo and Zi Xuan included.
As the four Hall’s disciples gathered here, Ye Mo and Zi Ning arrived at the plaza, instantly drawing the attention of all disciples, regardless of Ye Mo’s cultivation. His bloodline talent in the form of Nine Dragon Patterns made him widely known.
Still, many disciples remained disdainful.
After all, Ye Mo was merely in the Qiankun Sixth Rotation. Despite his Nine Dragon Patterns, there’s little chance of extraordinary combat power.
Among them, many talents were in the Qiankun Ninth Rotation, some even half-stepping into the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm.
The disciples selected to attend the Four Divine Beasts Families Conference were the young talents of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, each trained to domineering levels, becoming formidable figures in any setting. Some disciples rarely emerge, dedicating themselves to cultivation; only such conferences tied to clan honor bring them out.
"Fellow disciples,"
Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed throughout the plaza, reaching every disciple’s ear, and Ye Mo realized it was Patriarch Zi Kui’s voice.
"Today marks the day of the Four Divine Beasts Families Exchange Conference. In previous years, our Ancient Azure Dragon Clan has not achieved impressive results. I believe those years were merely honing us. As the head of the Four Divine Beasts Families, we should have our own glory. The blood flowing through you belongs to the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan; I hope you carry the pride of our clan and claim victory in this conference."
Zi Kui’s words ignited the fervor in all participating disciples, even Ye Mo felt his blood surge with excitement.
"Now, the 22 young talent participating should don the clan’s robe."
Zi Kui finished and waved his hand, sending 22 robes flying to the young talents.
They each donned the robes before everyone, which bore the clan’s emblem on the back.
Wearing the robe signifies representing the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan.
Furthermore, the robe is a top-grade Celestial Weapon, offering extraordinary defense.
"Alright, let me explain the conference rules. The exchange conference’s rule is to seize the opponent’s robe—you must not kill. If your robe is taken, you are eliminated and directly teleported out. Evaluations are based on the number of robes seized, determining the top four individuals. Whoever brings the first place to our clan will be rewarded with a lower-grade Immortal Artifact; all we need is first place."
First place regains honor and naturally merits rewards; second through fourth places only mark shame without any mention of Immortal Artifact rewards.
"Honor!"
"Honor!"
"We don’t need Immortal Artifacts; we only want to safeguard the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s honor, reclaim first place!"
"My blood is boiling—this is the sense of belonging, isn’t it?"
Ye Mo, overwhelmed by excitement, eagerly desired to rush into the ancient battlefield to seize the opponent’s robe and witness the bloodline power of the other three clans.
"Alright, one final reminder: There are many powerful ancient beasts in the battlefield. Be careful. The competition lasts three days. The vortex channel to the ancient battlefield will soon open, and the four divine beast families’ talents will enter the battlefield one after another. I and all clan members await your return."
Once Zi Kui finished, a massive vortex channel appeared above Longwen Peak, serving as the entrance to the ancient battlefield. As the channel opened, a fierce, desolate atmosphere emerged.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Young genius disciples of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan surged into the channel like unleashed beasts, presenting an awe-inspiring momentum.
"Mo’er, be careful, and make sure to protect Zi Xuan, understood?"
Zi Ning instructed.
Zi Xuan, after a month’s cultivation, had risen to Qiankun Seventh Rotation and gathered Nine Golden Dragon Patterns, exhibiting formidable combat strength. Yet, she slightly lagged behind when facing true experts.
Ye Mo nodded and followed Zi Xuan, adorned in the clan’s robe, as she entered the ancient battlefield, and soon stepped into the channel himself.
Mere moments later, Ye Mo entered a battlefield, its scenery strangely familiar, similar to the desolate scenes within the Zone of Chaos of Dragon Martial God-Honor.
Mountain ranges, forests, basins stretched endlessly, full of desolation, littered with demon beast remains, martial artist remains, clearly experiencing an earth-shattering battle to create such a scene.
Upon entering the battlefield, other disciples from the Four Pavilions formed groups of five, representing their pavilion without exchanging a word with Ye Mo, scattering in different directions.
Zi Xuan followed the five from Taiyi Pavilion, flying in one direction to seek opponents.
Initially, banding 22 together offered greater safety, but sharing the glory among many wasn’t feasible. Ye Mo, possessing Nine Dragon Patterns, was sure to receive the credit.
Everyone wanted to compete for clan glory, to earn Immortal Artifacts.
