The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Ye Mo ignored him. Both he and Chu Tian wanted to kill each other. Who would win all depended on the placement match.

As everyone waited impatiently, the Saint Elect Tournament came to a close. The passageway slowly opened up and all of the disciples walked out of Purgatory.

The disciples standing outside didn’t have their eyes on the generals of the First Heaven Society, nor were their eyes on Liu Qingyun, the top talent of the Human Dao Palace and the one likely to become the Saint. Instead, their gazes were fixed firmly on Ye Mo.

Ye Mo, the newcomer to the Door of Desolation and disciple of the Asura Dao Palace.

His point tally ranking got him a place in the top ten.

He was the top guy of the Six Dao Palace, and no one could say for sure whether Ye Mo or Liu Qingyun was stronger.

But, with Ye Mo being a newcomer who had been in the Door of Desolation for less than a year, such an amazing achievement was definitely to be commended.

No one doubted Ye Mo’s abilities now.

The top ten were; Ye Mo, Chu Tian, Li Huo, Nian Bing, Liu Qingyun, Taiyi Qinglian, Ge Luo, Yang Kang, Gao Mingkun and Duan Fei.

With the elimination match over, the true spectacle – the elite tournament – was set to commence in three days.

After being congratulated by Elder Tao Tie, the crowd started to disperse. Ye Mo naturally followed Dong Fang Ao’tian and the rest back to the Asura Dao Palace.

“Haha, congratulations, Junior Ye Mo,” Mao Mao laughed wildly. “Shall we celebrate at the Desolate City later tonight?”

“Junior Ye Mo, once you become a Saint, there won’t be anyone in the Six Dao Palace who’ll dare antagonize us.” Miao Miao smiled with pride.

“Senior Qinglian, you’ve gotta tell us what happened in Purgatory,” Fourth Senior side. “We saw the point tally ranking from the outside, and know that a brilliant huge battle must have broken out inside.”

“You’ll have to ask Ye Mo about that,” Taiyi Qinglian said. “Junior Ye Mo was completely invincible – incredible, even more than Big Senior Mu Sang. Chen Fan’s brain was picked apart by Ye Mo’s Transcendence Golden Body.”

Hearing the ongoing discussion, Ye Mo smiled along with them, a little sheepishly.

At night, they headed towards the Desolate City’s wine block to celebrate. Among those who went were Dongfang Ao’tian, Nangong Wudi, Nangong Yurou and Nangong Qingxue.

At the moment, they were true friends of Ye Mo.

After they had eaten and drank to their hearts’ content, they returned to the Asura Dao Palace. The moment Ye Mo returned, he started to shut himself out again. This time, he was able to finish in first place, but the true competition was the placement match in three days. Only by getting first place would he be able to become a Saint and enter the Desolate Mountain.

The Saint Elect Tournament was held once every three years, with one member chosen at every tournament. With one Saint produced every three years, Saints were very rare.

Of course, if one wanted to become a Saint, there was another way to do it – train up to the Half Profound Realm.

“The Demon Deity Ring, what exactly is inside this thing?” Ye Mo took out the ring and asked Hong Ling. “Do you know what this ring does?”

“I don’t,” Hong Ling said. “I’ve only heard in the past that the Demon Deity Ring is the ring of the Demon Deity. But, according to Mo Longzi, among the people of the Demon City, only fighters in the Profound World Realm carry them. Naturally, the ring in your hand can’t be the true, genuine one.”

“Let me inspect it. Since it’s Mo Tian’s ring, it has to be something special.”

As he spoke, he started to inspect it using his Heart. Inside the ring was another space. But it wasn’t any ordinary space, but a Demon Deity Space that contained the spirit remnants of the Demon Deity.

Once he entered the Demon Deity Space, Ye Mo saw a giant formation. It was filled with the thick stench of blood. In the center of the formation was a palace. In the deep end of the palace, it was connected by a chain covered with a flurry of seal text. The text resembled that of a seal. Forming a chain-lock and full of restraining powers, even someone had deity-like powers wouldn’t be able to escape from it.

It was definitely a Demon Deity Palace. It was pitch black. Ye Mo entered the giant palace. As he reached the deep end of the palace, Ye Mo saw countless numbers of seal text chain-locks trapping a devil. The devil was huge, over ten meters tall. His whole body was covered with sharp bones. Even standing from a distance, Ye Mo could feel the suppressing force of its spiritual power.

That devil was giving off such strong spiritual power!

That powerful spiritual force allowed Ye Mo to use his Cultivating Heart. Ye Mo could detect that his Heart had experienced another boost. But it was nothing compared to the devil’s power.

“So, this is the Demon Deity that was sealed away? A strong devil that trained until it became a god-like existence?”

Ye Mo’s heart trembled. He could feel that the spiritual force of the Demon Deity was incredibly oppressive, perhaps reaching the level of the Profound World Realm. Regardless of whether the Demon Deity was alive or dead, its whole body was filled with treasures. But what was before him was only the spirit and not physical flesh.

“If I sit down here, my Heart will be able to start cultivating and slowly receive a boost. Perhaps I’ll be able to reach fifteen or sixteen times my Heart Training. But, with only three days, that improvement is meaningless to me.”

Ye Mo started to think – while Mo Longzi had told him that the Demon Deity sealed inside would be able to increase his strength, he had no idea how to do so. If it was about cultivating his Heart, if his heart could stay in this space long enough, that was a decent option.

Suddenly, the seal text chain-lock started to shake wildly. All the chain-locks started to move. The Demon Deity’s spiritual remnants’ eyes opened in a flash.

Boom!

The whole palace started to tremble. Ye Mo’s Heart felt a suffocating feeling – a feeling of absolute suppression.

“Who are you? Where is Mo Tian? Why isn’t Mo Tian here?”

A huge wave of consciousness resounded across the palace.

Ye Mo stared at the gigantic Demon Deity and discreetly awakened the Rising Dragon Pillars, lowering the pressure that he was feeling. “I killed Mo Tian.”

“What? You killed Mo Tian?”

The consciousness rose again as the seal text chain-locks clattered against each other. “The nerve of you to kill Mo Tian. He was supposed to be the heir to my throne, the one capable of passing down the values of the Demon Deity. The more inheritors I have, the greater the chance of me returning to my original form. The nerve of you to kill him.”

“As long as you give me enough benefits, I too can become your inheritor.” Ye Mo smiled gently.

“You don’t have the right! Mo Tian possessed the Demon Deity Body – he was the perfect fit to be my heir. How dare you kill him? I’m going to murder you!”

The frightening consciousness rose again, filled with anger, fury, and injustice.