The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1501 - 1502: Nether Prison Asura

"If this fight goes on, it will never end. I must find where the Asura is!"

Ye Mo searched all around, but apart from these armor-clad warriors, there were no other living beings at all.

At this moment, Ye Mo’s body also began to float and twist like ripples in the water, wave after wave, apparently his strength was almost exhausted.

"There’s no way!"

Ye Mo consumed a Divine Soul Fruit, and an immense energy surged up again, making Ye Mo’s Soul Body solid once more, and the golden light on his body was unusually dazzling.

"The Divine Soul Fruit is indeed powerful, my strength has returned to its peak state again."

Ye Mo was slightly surprised, as his Soul Body’s body condensed into a flaming armor, charging straight towards the Nether Prison Stairway.

Then, at this moment, darkness loomed over Ye Mo’s head as a massive phantom iron hand descended from the sky, directly blocking Ye Mo’s path, smacking him down from mid-air.

Ye Mo fell to the ground, looking up into the sky, where two flames lit up. As the firelight grew brighter, the contours of a masked face emerged.

Those two flames were the eyes of the Asura, the Arlo’s Flame, representing the life of the Asura, now transformed into spiritual flames and not even on the Soul Fire Leaderboard, yet its power was no less than the Undying Life-and-Death Flame.

"Damn, the Nether Prison Asura was always beside me, and his size is terrifying!"

Ye Mo was utterly shocked. Such a size was beyond reach; even the Blood Demon Ancestor was like an insignificant figure in front of him.

"Roar!"

The Asura let out a thunderous roar, shaking the heavens and the earth, unleashing a ripple through the spirit. Ye Mo immediately felt a formidable impact sweeping over, forcing his body to continuously retreat, and the armored warriors on the plaza were instantly shattered by this roar.

Apparently, the Asura intended to take action personally.

Whoosh!

The flames in the Asura’s eye sockets burned fiercely, suddenly transforming into two giant fire pillars, charging straight at Ye Mo.

The Asura’s size was too large; not only was it difficult for Ye Mo to attack the Asura, but even for the Asura to attack Ye Mo was strenuous. However, Ye Mo’s theft of his Divine Soul Fruit was absolutely unforgivable.

Seeing this, Ye Mo shot the Undying Life-and-Death Flame directly forward.

Boom!

The two spiritual flames collided immediately, but Ye Mo’s Undying Life-and-Death Flame couldn’t contend with the Asura’s flame. The fire pillars, unstoppable, directly struck Ye Mo’s body.

Causing Ye Mo to be blasted back repeatedly, as a spiritual attack, Ye Mo was hit by the Asura’s strike, leaving the Asura’s fire lingering on his body. It must be expelled immediately, or else the consequences would be the same as Luo Hun.

"The Asura is also a Perfect Soul Body and has reached the Great Perfection of Spirit. To defeat him is impossible unless I also reach the realm of Great Perfection of Spirit!"

Ye Mo continuously used the Undying Life-and-Death Flame to devour the flames lingering on his body. He previously destroyed the Soul Master’s Soul Origin Seed entirely because of the strength of his Perfect Soul Body, attacking multiple times before obliterating it. There was still a long way to go to reach the Perfect Soul Body.

Now, only by advancing to the Great Perfection of Spirit could he possibly escape from the Asura’s grasp.

"Die!"

Another powerful voice resounded as a giant, phantom-like fist, gleaming with golden light, descended from the sky like a divine punishment.

Perceiving this fierce strike, Ye Mo’s body moved as well, dodging repeatedly just to evade the Asura’s blow. However, the spiritual waves from the Asura’s punch directly blew Ye Mo away, leaving him sprawling on the ground.

"Damn it, if I were in my former state, I might not lose to you!"

Ye Mo’s physical strength was formidable, thinking that he wouldn’t lose to the War God of the Dead Kingdom in his previous life, but in terms of spiritual contest, he was still slightly weaker. The gap between the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Realm and the Great Perfection of Spirit, though narrow, was substantial.

Reaching the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Realm only meant absorbing more of the soul origin, but the Great Perfection was a form of completion for the spirit, condensing the Soul Origin Seed, achieving a near-perfect manipulation of spiritual energy.

Some Martial Artists, even in a lifetime, cannot break through to the Great Perfection of Spirit, which precisely indicates the rarity of the Great Perfection of Spirit.

"Desperate resistance!"

The Asura uttered a few more words, and a massive foot suddenly stomped down on Ye Mo.

"You are a Perfect Soul Body, and I am also a Perfect Soul Body. I don’t believe you can launch that many attacks!"

Ye Mo rolled on the ground repeatedly, minimizing the consumption of spiritual energy as much as possible. He knew very well that if his strength was exhausted, he would face destruction.

"Ridiculous, the soul energy of this War God is endless. The power of the entire Nether Prison is at my disposal. A small human spirit dares to probe the depths of this War God."

The Asura sneered again: "Since you want to deplete my soul energy, then let me show you just how much power this War God possesses."

Roar!

With those words, the entire Nether Prison trembled once more, and the whole space produced vast numbers of warriors. This time, the warriors were even stronger, with their sizes doubled.

This was the power of the Nether Prison Asura, summoning even more powerful warriors all at once.

Kill!

All the armored warriors charged towards Ye Mo once more, the vast spiritual killing aura shaking the entire plaza, and Ye Mo’s body was utterly destroyed by those armored warriors.

"Kill!"

Facing this scene, black flames rose in Ye Mo’s hands. Now, there was no way to conserve strength; since escape was impossible, he could only go down fighting.

Ye Mo charged directly in, and the Soul Devouring Hand suddenly swept out, engulfing a vast number of armored warriors in giant fire beams. Yet more armored warriors came charging down.

Ye Mo’s eyes turned scarlet, bombarding ceaselessly, his power gradually draining, his body becoming increasingly illusory, and as his spiritual power completely vanished, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"I am the Defier of Fate, surely this isn’t the end?"

Ye Mo couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Puff puff puff!

Countless spiritual attacks simultaneously bombarded Ye Mo’s Soul Body, causing him to completely lose consciousness.

However, a strange scene unfolded; Ye Mo’s Soul Body didn’t dissipate.

"Kill!"

Under the command of the Asura, countless armored warriors charged again, and numerous different spiritual attacks all struck Ye Mo’s Soul Body, yet it still didn’t shatter.

"How is this possible? Not shattered? Even a Perfect Soul Body couldn’t remain unbroken. Let me deliver the final blow!"

The Asura exclaimed in surprise, swinging his enormous fist, directly smashing towards Ye Mo’s Soul Body.