"Who is it?"
Xue Wudi frowned when he heard the voice. His gaze swept across the crowd before finally locking onto Ye Mo.
However, he didn't know who Ye Mo was. When he sensed that Ye Mo's martial cultivation realm was only in the half-supreme realm, a look of deep disdain appeared on Xue Wudi's face. But he didn't say anything. He wanted to hear how the Lingwu Alliance was going to deal with this.
A mere half-supreme dared to interfere in their affairs.
"What is this kid trying to do? This is the time to sign the law agreement. If he angers them, they might cancel the agreement at the last minute. Nobody can bear the responsibility. "
Qian Yun was shocked as well. Usually, small fights were fine. But this was a huge matter that concerned the peace of the continent. Even a Divine Realm expert wouldn't dare to make a sound at a time like this.
"Why aren't you leaving? This isn't a place for you to speak. "
The Heavenly Star Wolf snorted coldly.
But Ye Mo ignored the Heavenly Star Wolf and squeezed his way out of the crowd. Facing so many experts from the Spirit Continent, his expression didn't change in the slightest. He said, "First Prince of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan, right? I'm the champion of this year's Lingwu Genius Tournament. Ye Xiao, the Formation Agreement states that if Mu Yulang defeats you, the Lingwu Alliance will be able to sit down and negotiate with you. But what's the content of this negotiation? Is it the same unequal treaty from tens of thousands of years ago? If that's the case, I think we might as well start a fight. The losses won't be that great. "
Ye Mo didn't reveal his real name. Instead, he revealed Ye Xiao. The champion of the Lingwu Genius Tournament was Ye Xiao's name.
He didn't want to reveal his real identity. After all, he had killed so many princes of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan. Ye Mo's name had already been added to their blacklist.
Patriarch Subhuti was shocked when he heard Ye Mo's words. He was completely focused on winning and losing. He didn't care about the content of the negotiation.
"Ye Xiao, what are you talking about? Get back here. "
The Heavenly Clan's Heavenly Star Tiger said coldly.
But he didn't reveal Ye Mo's identity. Everyone knew that Ye Mo had killed so many experts of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan.
"Ye Xiao? I've heard of it. "
Xue Wudi looked at Ye Mo and nodded. He knew about this simple information. The champion of this year's Lingwu Genius Tournament was Ye Xiao. "You're just a half-step martial artist, yet you dare to come up here and talk to me? Maybe in ten years, you'll still be qualified."
"You didn't give me the qualifications. Perhaps after ten years, you won't even have the qualifications to stand on the same level as me."
Ye Mo faced him head-on.
"What did you say?"
Xue Wudi snorted coldly. A powerful aura erupted from his body and rushed towards Ye Mo. Ye Mo felt a sense of suffocation. Ye Mo's expression changed as he secretly activated the Rising Dragon Pillar to reduce the aura.
"It's nothing," Xue Wudi said coldly. "You were only born a few years earlier than me. We're talking about an agreement, not qualifications. I think the Lingwu Alliance also wants to know what the contents of the negotiation are. Or rather, let's decide the outcome of the negotiation first before we discuss whether we should sign the law agreement or not, whether we should fight to the death with you."
As soon as Ye Mo finished speaking, Xue Wudi's expression froze. He had originally wanted to set up a trap for the Lingwu Alliance to fall into, and then fight for more benefits for the Dead Spirit Royal Clan through the negotiation.
But the battle hadn't even started yet, and the other party wanted to decide the outcome of the negotiation.
"Puti, does Ye Xiao's words represent the will of the alliance?"
Xue Wudi's voice sank, and his expression was unprecedentedly ugly.
Patriarch Puti glanced at Ye Mo, then at Xue Wudi, and said, "That's right. His will represents the will of the alliance."
"Puti, do you know that it was just a half-step Martial Deity kid who said that? Do you really want to start an all-out war?"
As he spoke, the Divine Realm experts behind Xue Wudi also emitted a shocking aura, almost forming a torrent as they rushed toward the Lingwu Alliance.
But the Lingwu Alliance didn't want to be outdone. They gathered together and emitted a terrifying aura.
Crack, crack!
Suddenly, the sky shook, and a huge crack appeared in the Genius Canyon. The two forces were almost at each other's throats.
Deep inside, Ye Mo was also secretly shocked. This was a true expert.
"Haha, people of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan, the Lingwu Continent isn't as good as the Death Soul Continent, but we're not pushovers either. If we really want to fight, we're not afraid of you."
Just then, a voice rang out from the distance. This voice was like a sharp blade that sliced through the aura emitted by the Dead Soul Nobility Race's group of powerful beings in the blink of an eye.
Next, he descended, landing next to Patriarch Subhuti.
"Welcome, Patriarch!"
As soon as the figure appeared, the Divine Realm experts of the Tian Clan clasped their hands in greeting.
"Who are you?"
Xue Wudi asked curiously.
"Tian Clan, Tian Xinghun!"
Tian Xinghun said with a smile.
Ye Mo looked at Tian Xinghun. He was very young and had a dignified appearance. But he was the Patriarch of the Tian Clan, the son of one of the three ancient experts, the Heavenly Evil Saint Mother. It was said that Tian Xinghun was the son of Mu Longwu and the Heavenly Evil Saint Mother. But no one knew if this rumor was true or not.
"I didn't expect the Lingwu Continent to have experts with eight divine souls."
Xue Wudi frowned. With the current situation, if they didn't settle the negotiations with the Lingwu Alliance first, they wouldn't be able to win this war.
"But don't think that just because the Lingwu Continent has two experts with eight divine souls, you have the confidence to fight against the Death Soul Continent."
As Xue Wudi spoke, he squeezed his hand, as if he had squeezed something.
Instantly, an earth-shattering explosion sound could be heard. Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the space, and a terrifying energy storm rushed out from the crack. Soon after, four figures wearing different colored robes, with majestic auras, accompanied by the terrifying energy storm, slowly walked out from the crack.
"I didn't expect to invite us four old fellows. Could it be that another expert has appeared in the Lingwu Continent?"
As soon as the four old men appeared, they descended with an aura that suppressed everyone present.
The four old men in long robes corresponded to the four colors – black, red, white, and gold. The one in the lead was the old man in the black robe, shining brightly. He was the one who had said that.
These four were the four Grand Elders of the Dead Soul Royal Clan. Their positions in the Dead Soul Prince were extremely high. If it wasn't for the fact that he had no other choice, Xue Wudi wouldn't have summoned these four Grand Elders.
One had to know that even he had to be respectful when facing these four Grand Elders, calling them Patriarch.
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