Ye Mo had changed into the Silver Fox Society's disciple uniform and was in the Second Level Immortal Saint Realm. Naturally, he dared to fly around the Silver Fox Society without fear. Soon, he saw a huge palace. Ye Mo descended and stood in front of the Gufeng Palace. He said, "Is Li Gufeng here?"
Li Gufeng had just been humiliated by Lian Xiaohu, and his anger had already soared to the heavens. However, this anger had become his motivation to advance. Tomorrow, he would challenge Long Zetian on the Fox Battle Arena. This was a true life and death battle. As long as he could kill Long Zetian, he would be able to replace him and become the Tenth Leader, making the First Leader look at him in a new light.
An arrogant voice came from outside. Li Gufeng moved and appeared at the top of the palace. He saw Ye Mo in the Silver Fox Society's disciple uniform.
Li Gufeng had seen Ye Mo once before. But he hadn't paid attention to the person behind Lian Xiaohu. When he saw Ye Mo, he thought he was just an ordinary disciple of the Silver Fox Society.
"Who are you? Why are you here? And why aren't you bowing when you see me? "
Li Gufeng said coldly when he saw Ye Mo.
"You don't have to ask who I am," Ye Mo said. "You're going to challenge Long Zetian tomorrow. Do you really think you can defeat him?"
Ye Mo said calmly, not taking Li Gufeng seriously at all.
"How dare you!"
Li Gufeng pointed with his finger. A ray of sword aura shot out from his finger. With a flash, it danced around Ye Mo's body like a silver snake, as if trying to intimidate Ye Mo.
But when Ye Mo saw the incoming sword aura, a look of disdain appeared on his face. He grabbed the sword aura in his hand and crushed it.
"Huh?"
Li Gufeng's expression changed. Ye Mo was only a Second Level Immortal Saint. His attack just now could easily kill a Fourth Level Immortal Saint. But in front of Ye Mo, it couldn't even withstand a single blow.
Clearly, Li Gufeng's dignity had been challenged. The aura on his body suddenly increased, like an ancient demon god. Especially the seven Saint Marks on his body, they went berserk.
His body moved, and he thrust his hand forward. Seven Divine Motes revolved around his palm, and he thrust it forward.
But, just as Li Gufeng made his move, Ye Mo activated his Lunisolar Star Body. With the support of two Saint Marks, he punched out. This punch was a combination of Ye Mo's most powerful attack. It contained all the True Essence of Power, especially the Ancient Serpent Brahma Flame wrapped around it. Its four heads flicked out their tongues, as if they wanted to devour all the attacks around them.
Bang!
The punch sent Li Gufeng staggering backward, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.
Li Gufeng still wanted to attack, but Ye Mo said, "You're no match for me with your bare hands. Do you really think you can defeat me? I'm not here to fight you today. I'm here to give you some good fortune. "
"Who are you? You shouldn't be a disciple of the Silver Fox Society. "
Li Gufeng frowned.
"You don't need to know who I am," Ye Mo said. "I just want to tell you that Long Zetian isn't as simple as you think he is. It's impossible for you to kill him with your current strength."
Ye Mo took out an Immortal Talisman and threw it at Li Gufeng. He said, "This is a Level Seven Tier Eight Immortal Talisman, the Immortal Demon Transformation. Once you activate it, you'll be able to raise your strength to the Level Eight Saint Realm for a short period of time."
With that, Ye Mo disappeared before Li Gufeng's eyes.
"What kind of Immortal Talisman is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Li Gufeng looked at the Immortal Talisman in his hand and clenched it tightly. He was determined to win this challenge against Long Zetian. If this Immortal Talisman really had that kind of power, he wouldn't mind using it at a critical moment.
But, what puzzled him was who that man was, and why he had helped him.
"Pfft!"
Ye Mo, who had returned to the palace, coughed up a mouthful of blood. His injuries from the previous collision had been even more serious. But he endured it. If he didn't use his strength to shock Li Gufeng, he wouldn't have accepted his Immortal Talisman so easily.
"This Li Gufeng is indeed strong. If I don't take back the Imperial Phoenix Blood Spear, I might not be able to defeat him."
Ye Mo wiped the corner of his mouth and sat down cross-legged. He stuffed a Pure Yang Pill into his mouth and started to heal his injuries. He couldn't leave the Silver Fox Society yet. He had to confirm that Long Zetian was truly dead before he could leave.
"Whether or not Li Gufeng can kill Long Zetian will depend on tomorrow's battle."
After resting for a few hours, it was already close to night. Ye Mo heard footsteps outside and a few familiar voices. It was Lian Xiaohu, the little demoness, who had returned.
"Hmph, I won't go out then!"
Lian Xiaohu muttered. She kicked the palace door open and saw Ye Mo sitting cross-legged on the ground. She crossed her arms and stared at Ye Mo, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on him. "Dog slave, crawl on the ground and pretend to be a puppy for me."
"What?"
Ye Mo frowned.
"You dog slave, you want me to pretend to be a puppy? Don't you get it?"
Lian Xiaohu was already furious after being scolded by the first leader. Now that this ruffian she had just brought back dared to defy her, she was instantly enraged. She whipped out her whip and lashed it at Ye Mo's body.
"Sorry, I don't know how to pretend to be a puppy."
Ye Mo said calmly.
"You're looking for death. Even a dog slave like you dares to bully me?"
Lian Xiaohu was furious. She whipped Ye Mo's body repeatedly, not holding back at all. Ye Mo crawled on the ground and allowed the whip to hit him. But it didn't hurt him at all. With the defense of two Saint Marks, Lian Xiaohu couldn't hurt Ye Mo at all.
Lian Xiaohu whipped Ye Mo more than a hundred times, but Ye Mo didn't move. She thought Ye Mo had been beaten to death. She stopped and asked, "Dog slave, what's wrong? Are you dead? "
"Heroine, I'm not dead. I have thick skin," Ye Mo said. "I know the first leader scolded you and you're angry. If you're not satisfied, you can take it out on me."
Ye Mo raised his head and looked at Lian Xiaohu.
"You!"
Hearing Ye Mo's words, Lian Xiaohu felt much better. She couldn't help but say, "Get up, you dog slave. How is your defense so strong? A Second Level Immortal Saint wouldn't be able to withstand the beating I gave him just now. "
"Heroine, didn't I say I have thick skin?" Ye Mo said. "If you're angry in the future, just hit me. I'll be there at your beck and call."
Ye Mo started to talk glibly. As long as he could please this demoness, it would be much easier for him to escape.
"Pfft!"
Lian Xiaohu sneered and said, "What kind of person is you, asking others to hit you?"
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