"Do you think you can defeat me with your strength?" Ye Mo said. "Since you want to see the gap between the disciples inside and outside the ancient city, I'll show you how big the gap is between us."
Ye Mo strode out of the cave with a cold smile on his face.
"Cousin, take a good look at how powerful I am right now."
Zhang Feng roared. He grabbed an Emperor Weapon Long Sword in his hand and stabbed it at Ye Mo. The sword light was like a dancing silver snake. It turned into rays of silver snake light that shrouded Ye Mo.
A single sword attack sealed everything, making it impossible for Ye Mo to dodge.
This was a sword technique that Zhang Feng had comprehended himself, the Primordial Snake Sword Technique. It used the life crystal of the Primordial Underworld Snake, an ancient beast, to fuse with the sword aura. Every ray of sword aura was like a Underworld Snake that couldn't escape his pursuit.
"This servant disciple's sword technique is so powerful?" Ye Mo said. "But it's understandable. The Holy War Ancient City is like a country, with a strong martial culture. Plus, their parents and elders used to be disciples of the Holy War League. Their talent is extraordinary."
Ye Mo was slightly shocked. As soon as Zhang Feng displayed his sword technique, Ye Mo felt his hair stand on end. It was as if he was being targeted by countless Underworld Snakes. This sword technique seemed to surpass all the sword techniques Ye Mo had ever seen.
In an instant, Zhang Feng's long sword stabbed Ye Mo's body. Countless rays of sword aura turned into countless Underworld Snakes that swept in all directions. Like a tornado, it surrounded Ye Mo, as if it wanted to annihilate Ye Mo.
"Oh? Cousin, your Primordial Snake Sword Technique has been cultivated to such a level? Even I can sense a trace of the Ancient Underworld Snake's aura from your sword technique. With this set of sword technique and your Three Disasters Transcendence Realm, even those official disciples of the Four Disasters Transcendence Realm wouldn't be your match. "
Zhang Tao looked at the scene and was shocked by Zhang Feng's sword technique. If he was still in the Three Disasters Realm, he would have been seriously injured by this attack.
"Your sword technique is indeed not bad. Unfortunately, in front of me, it's too weak."
Ye Mo sneered and unleashed the power within his body. In an instant, all the sword techniques around him collapsed.
The strength that Ye Mo had displayed was equivalent to that of the Transcending Five Disasters geniuses of the Holy Battle League. His strength could be said to have shown an absolute suppression. No matter how good his opponent's sword techniques were, it was useless.
Following that, Ye Mo took a step forward and threw a punch at Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng didn't even have time to react. Being hit by Ye Mo's punch, Zhang Feng staggered backward, blood spewing out of his mouth. He was almost knocked off the Sun Moon Mountain Range.
"You? What kind of cultivation is this? How was this possible? When I use this sword technique, those official disciples who have transcended the four disasters might not be able to block it. "
Zhang Feng steadied his body, his face filled with disbelief.
"Hmph, if you want to fight with me, why don't you ask about my strength first? What's the big deal about transcending four calamities? My strength is comparable to a genius who has transcended the Five Disasters. "
Ye Mo said coldly, "What are you waiting for? Could it be? Do you still want to continue fighting me? "
"Who are you? Such a powerful person has appeared in the Battle Arena? "
Zhang Tao was shocked as well. Following that, he reached out with his hand and grabbed Zhang Feng in front of him. With a wave of his hand, a large amount of Cloud Mist flowed into Zhang Feng's body, helping Zhang Feng recover from his injuries. His eyes were fixed on Ye Mo, trying to see through him.
"Is this all the strength of the warriors in the ancient city?"
Ye Mo laughed coldly. Ignoring the two of them, he walked into the cave and closed the door. He ignored the two of them. Defeating Zhang Feng this time could be said to be a ruthless deterrent.
Although Ye Mo was keeping a low profile, if someone really came looking for trouble, he wouldn't back down.
What did people fight for in their lives? It was nothing more than a breath.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Seeing Ye Mo close the door, Zhang Feng's face was filled with anger. He wanted to rush forward and fight Ye Mo again.
"Zhang Feng, stop. You're no match for him. Even though he's only at the Three Disasters Level, his strength has already reached an extremely shocking level. He's no ordinary genius. Let's go back first and investigate his background before dealing with him."
Zhang Tao immediately stopped Zhang Feng.
"Cousin, I can't take this lying down."
Zhang Feng clenched his fists, his face filled with unwillingness.
"Don't worry. Once I thoroughly investigate his identity and background, I'll naturally have a way to make him die without a burial place."
Zhang Tao's eyes coldly glanced at the cave Ye Mo was in. He said, "Find a cave to cultivate in first. I'll help you deal with this person."
As he spoke, Zhang Tao's body moved, disappearing from the Sun Moon Mountain Range.
"Since this Zhang Tao wants to investigate my identity, I'll let him investigate. That's fine too. Since he wants to deal with me, I'll deliberately set up a trap and kill him. But he's very strong now, having cultivated six disasters. Even if I unleash my full strength, I might not be able to defeat him. Only by cultivating four disasters can I have a 100% chance of killing him."
Ye Mo sealed the entire cave. Nothing from the outside world could disturb him. Now, with the help of the two Disaster Pills, he would truly enter closed-door cultivation. He wouldn't come out until he made a breakthrough.
Closed-door seclusion could be said to be very frightening. Some warriors with weak talent would choose a secluded place and start a closed-door seclusion, sealing their consciousness. Others with weak talent and inadequate preparation would not be able to break out of seclusion for tens of thousands of years.
Of course, Ye Mo wasn't worried that he would be in closed-door cultivation for too long. With the help of the Disaster Pills and the environment of a Rank Four Divine Pulse, he was absolutely confident that he would be able to cultivate the fourth disaster in a few years.
"Master, the fourth disaster is a huge bottleneck," Little Qing said. "This comprehension is also a test for you."
"Yes.
Right now, the most important thing is to break through the fourth disaster, "Ye Mo said." Once I break through the fourth disaster, my true strength will reach an above-average level among all the official disciples. "
Ye Mo nodded and swallowed the two Disaster Pills. He sealed his consciousness so that it wouldn't be disturbed by the outside world. No matter what huge commotion happened in the outside world, it wouldn't wake him up.
Ye Mo could be said to have truly entered the state of closed-door cultivation.
However, just as Ye Mo entered the state of closed-door cultivation, outside the Holy War Ancient City, two men and a woman slowly descended, landing in front of the ancient city.
"Open the door!"
A young man slowly walked up and said calmly.
"Holy Light Tattoos? Elite disciples? "
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