Hearing the voice, Ye Mo frowned. It seemed that the Tenth Prince, Ao Zi, had begun to challenge him and wanted to kill him.
"Yes!"
Li Murong nodded and said, "Everyone, what do you think about this matter?"
"Tomorrow, we must not accept the challenge. Ye Mo killed the Eleventh Prince of the Dead Soul Clan. The other side will definitely send more powerful experts."
One of the lords expressed his opinion.
"Do you know who the Dead Soul Camp will send tomorrow?"
Li Murong asked.
"The enemy camp has already said that tomorrow's battle will be the Tenth Prince, Ao Zi, and his deputy will be a Lord-level expert from the Dead Soul Camp."
The soldier replied.
"Ye Mo, what do you think?"
Li Murong asked Ye Mo's opinion.
"Accept!"
Ye Mo said calmly.
"What? Accept? "
Li Murong was shocked. The strength of the Tenth Prince was not something the Eleventh Prince could compare to. It was said that among the 12 of them, almost all of them had a powerful soul weapon.
"Ye Mo, I think it's better to stop fighting for three days and explore the other side's details before making any plans."
A lord who had opened the Space-Time Gate four times suggested, "Currently, you are one of the few lords in our camp who can deal with their Dead Soul Magical Formation. If even you die in their hands, it will be very difficult for our Lingwu Camp to win this war."
In the early stage, the duel between the lords was a warm-up for the war. In the later stage, it would be the real decisive battle. Now, in the warm-up before the war, they could not send any experts to deal with the enemy, let alone the decisive battle in the later stage.
"Now that we have lost 11 games in a row and seven lords have died," Ye Mo said calmly. "We have to bring our morale back. Killing three lords in a row is my plan. No matter what, we have to raise our morale."
Ye Mo said calmly.
Winning three games in a row was the goal Ye Mo set for himself.
Although Ao Zi was very strong, it was not impossible to deal with him. As long as he found a way to deal with him, he would be able to kill him.
"Okay!"
Li Murong nodded and said, "Ye Mo, if you can kill the Tenth Prince tomorrow, on behalf of the camp, I will reward you with two Military Books!"
Killing a Lord and being rewarded with two Weapon Arts was something that had never happened before.
However, Li Murong also knew that among their camp, only Ye Mo was the most suitable to fight. The lords who had opened the Space-Time Door six or seven times would have to wait until the final battle before they could be dispatched.
Back in the tent, Ye Mo and Xiao Yue were discussing countermeasures. According to the Dead Soul Demon Emperor, the purple net that Ao Zi had used to deal with them was also a soul weapon. It was called the Sky Shrouding Net, made from the Primordial Dragon Tendon. It was extremely tough. No matter how sharp a weapon was, no matter how strong a force, it wouldn't be able to break through the Sky Shrouding Net.
"If I can collect the Soul Origin, I won't care about his Heaven Covering Net."
Ye Mo said calmly.
"Soul Origin?"
Xiao Yue asked in confusion.
"The Undying Wheel of Life and Death that I can use requires the power of Soul Source. However, the amount of Soul Source that I have collected is not enough for me to use the Undying Wheel of Life and Death."
Ye Mo said.
Xiao Yue had an impression of the Undying Wheel of Life and Death. It was extremely powerful. If Ye Mo were to use it, he might be able to break through the Sky Shrouding Net. As long as the Sky Shrouding Net was broken, even if the opponent had the strength to open the Space-Time Door four times, the two of them would be able to deal with him together.
"Ye Mo, didn't the Military Book that Li Murong gave you say that the soul of a strong fighter is sealed inside? Why don't you give it a try?
You might be able to gain something from it, "Xiao Yue said suddenly.
"Alright. But I heard that removing the Military Book will cause a huge commotion. Yue Yue, guard me. I'll give it a try!"
Ye Mo said.
"Alright. Be careful!"
Xiao Yue nodded and walked out of the tent to guard Ye Mo.
Ye Mo threw the Military Book out. His Heart Power instantly seeped into it, completely removing the Military Book.
Immediately, a powerful illusory human figure jumped out of the Military Book. When it saw Ye Mo, its eyes lit up.
"Haha, you're really bold. You're just a Third Reincarnation Transformation warrior and you dare to release my soul. You're really bold. Although my soul is sealed in the Book of Army, releasing my soul without reaching the Hierarch Realm is just courting death. Watch how I tear your flesh and blood apart and turn them into energy to nourish my body so that my soul can last longer." "Haha, you're really bold. You're just a Third Reincarnation Transformation warrior.
In the huge tent, a crazy roar resounded. In an instant, the surrounding space started to tremble. The illusory human figure moved and attacked Ye Mo.
Facing the incoming spirit body, Ye Mo sneered. His gaze was like a blade as he said, "Since you're already dead, you should have the awareness of death. Unless you find a way to refine your body, even if you're struggling at death's door, you'll die sooner or later. Do you think I don't have a way to deal with you just because I'm in the Samsara Realm?"
Ye Mo spread his five fingers and displayed the Soul Collecting Technique. With a sudden grab, the entire space started to shake. It was as if he was holding the universe in his hand. In an instant, the Divine Realm fighter felt a powerful force violently tearing his soul. It twisted into a vortex and attacked Ye Mo's palm.
"What kind of move is this?" The Divine Realm fighter said. "You can attack a spirit body? No, I have to escape!"
The Divine Realm fighter's spirit body immediately trembled. Its body shone brightly, as if it was trying to escape from Ye Mo's hand.
"It's useless. My Soul Collecting Technique is a technique that specializes in dealing with spirit bodies. Your spirit body is so huge, it's enough for me to condense three spirit essences."
Ye Mo let out a long roar. The Slaying Immortal Arm shook again and reached out. In an instant, the Divine Realm fighter's spirit body twisted even more violently. Then, Ye Mo squeezed it into a ball.
Ye Mo looked at the illusory ball of flesh struggling in his hand. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
"Don't kill me!"
The Divine Realm fighter screamed at the top of his lungs. But Ye Mo didn't care at all. The Soul Collecting Technique was activated again. Immediately, the Divine Realm fighter's spirit body was completely shattered, turning into a large amount of Spirit Source Power. Ye Mo compressed it into three drops of spirit essences and stored them in the Slaying Immortal Arm.
Just as the Divine Realm cultivator's soul was destroyed, a huge amount of energy poured out from the Book of War. It rushed toward Ye Mo's head and poured down. Ye Mo immediately felt his body start to crack and explode.
This energy was almost all the cultivation of an Ancient Era fighter. If it was an ordinary fighter, they would be smashed to death by this energy.
"Good, good. This energy is enough to help me break through to the Fourth Transformation Wheel and comprehend time acceleration."
Ye Mo didn't hesitate. He left and started to absorb the energy.
He couldn't wait to advance.
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