The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1514: Chapter 1515: The Last Straw

Ye Mo also stared fixedly at the Flower Bridge, his heart beginning to pound fiercely.

Then, a beautiful woman exuding a cold and elegant temperament, dressed in a red silk robe, stepped directly out of the Flower Bridge. Ye Mo had never seen this woman before; she was the Buddhist Saintess, Jiumo Xin.

"Is this Jiumo Xin, the Buddhist Saintess? She truly has an ethereal presence!"

"It’s said that the Buddhist Saintess must remain chaste throughout her life, symbolizing purity. Yet now, she’s marrying Tian Xinghun. Truly, how fickle the world is."

"Who can challenge the powerful Heavenly Clan? If you refuse the marriage alliance with them, it’s tantamount to opposing them, and you’ll eventually face destruction!"

Some guests murmured to each other.

Ye Mo gazed at Jiumo Xin, unable to help but admire her beauty, which was nearly on par with Xiao Yue’s. However, he didn’t linger on her for long, shifting his gaze to the second Flower Bridge.

Immediately, another beautiful woman emerged from the sedan chair, wearing a similar red silk gown, with red lips and white teeth, and a slender figure. However, her face was icy, like it was covered in frost.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mo’s anger, suppressed until now, erupted like a volcano.

Can’t endure it any longer, no need to endure!

Boom!

A terrifying sound echoed, causing the entire Heavenly Clan Hall to quake, and everyone shifted their gaze to the commotion, seeing a figure in black appear on the rooftop of the hall.

"Ye Mo!"

The person who walked out of the Flower Bridge was naturally Xiao Yue, staring at the figure in the sky. She couldn’t believe Ye Mo would appear before her.

"Yueyue, I’m sorry. I’m late!"

Ye Mo’s voice carried a hint of apology, and then he shouted loudly, "Mother, Mo’er is back. Mo’er won’t let you marry Tian Xinghun."

The people inside the third, fourth, and fifth Flower Bridges were startled by this voice; almost simultaneously, they rushed out of the sedan chair, their expressions shocked as they looked at Ye Mo.

"Mu Wanqing, Hsiao Wuqing!"

Ye Mo looked at one of them, his inner rage rising again. Mu Wanqing had been intimately close with him, considered one of his women, and Hsiao Wuqing was his friend.

Today, Tian Xinghun dared to marry his three beloved women and one friend. He absolutely couldn’t tolerate it; no need to endure it any longer.

"Ye Mo, leave quickly. This is not a place for you!"

Although Xiao Yue sensed Ye Mo had greatly improved his strength, this was the Heavenly Clan, with Tian Xinghun and the Devil Holy Mother present.

"Mo’er, if you still recognize me as your mother, leave here immediately!"

Zi Ning said with a hint of anger, but her eyes were full of gentleness and love. She truly worried her son might fall here.

Mu Wanqing didn’t speak, but her heart was anxious. Ye Mo’s appearance here was something she never expected.

"Ye Mo, go quickly!"

At this moment, Du Long flew over from a distance, grabbing Ye Mo’s shoulder, preparing to leave with him.

"Want to leave?"

Tian Xinghun said coldly. Today was his wedding day, and Ye Mo suddenly barged into the Heavenly Clan, blatantly disrupting his wedding; how could he let him go?

"Elder Long, let go of me; I know what I’m doing!"

Ye Mo said calmly, then looked at Tian Xinghun, "I don’t plan to leave. Today I dare to come to your Heavenly Clan and even in front of the Devil Holy Mother; do you think I’m afraid of your clan?"

Upon hearing this, even the Devil Holy Mother sitting high up glanced at Ye Mo, then withdrew her gaze. Such a character could be dealt with by Tian Xinghun; she needn’t pay attention.

"Such arrogance! Don’t think that just because you’re the champion of the Lingwu Genius Battle, I don’t dare to kill you. To tell you the truth, I was also the champion of the Lingwu Genius Battle back then. Today you disrupt my wedding, seems like blood must be shed at my wedding."

Tian Xinghun stared at Ye Mo, speaking coldly.

"Disrupt your wedding? It’s simply laughable."

Ye Mo smirked coldly, "Does your Heavenly Clan have any shame? Among those you’re marrying, one is my biological mother, two are my women, and one is my friend. If it were you, would you hide like a coward?"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in astonishment. They couldn’t believe that of the five people Tian Xinghun was marrying, four were related to Ye Mo, including two who were his women and one his biological mother.

Mu Wanqing’s body slightly trembled, her cheeks flushed upon hearing Ye Mo publicly acknowledge her as his woman; however, considering Ye Mo’s predicament, her brow furrowed deeply.

"Your Heavenly Clan dares to be so arrogant today only because the Devil Holy Mother has resurrected. They fear her, but I, Ye Mo, do not!"

Ye Mo stood on the rooftop, dressed in black, his face fearless, again displaying his reckless and uninhibited nature.

The elders of five major super first-rate powers looked on in disbelief at Ye Mo. Where did this Ye Mo get the confidence to say such audacious words in front of the Devil Holy Mother?

"Ye Mo, stop being arrogant!"

At this moment, a shadow flashed, hovering in front of Ye Mo, "Today you disrupt my Heavenly Clan Ancestor’s wedding and publicly humiliate the Holy Mother; today you cannot be spared!"

"Tian Xinglang, right now you aren’t qualified to say this in front of me. You don’t even have the qualification to make me move."

Ye Mo looked at the Heavenly Clan Leader, Tian Xinglang, coldly speaking.

A martial artist who had just reached the Divine Venerable Middle Stage was someone Ye Mo could challenge even when he was at the Divine Venerate One-Soul level. Now, having reached Divine Venerable Seven Souls, releasing his power could kill him.

"Courting death!"

Tian Xinglang roared angrily, stepping forward, crushing the space beneath his feet. On his body surface, light spots suddenly appeared, connecting like a Celestial Wolf, directly pouncing at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo remained standing on the rooftop, motionless, watching the approaching Sirius, his gaze flickering. The Soul Devil Thunder struck instantly, infiltrating Tian Xinglang’s mind.

Tian Xinglang’s body jolted violently, as if hit, falling from the sky and crashing into the ground, lifeless.

In the crowd, everyone flinched fiercely, eyes widened. Some with weaker strength didn’t even see the Soul Devil Thunder.

The Soul Devil Thunder focuses on speed, catching people off guard. Plus, Tian Xinglang was merely a Soul Realm Fourth Layer martial artist, destined for instant death upon contact with the Soul Devil Thunder.

"I said you didn’t make me move; I only moved my eyes!"

Ye Mo’s words sent a tremor through everyone’s heart.

Ye Mo, this was not seeking death; this was the return of the King!