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Chapter 188 Fourth Generation: Please, Senior Brother Lu Yuan, bolster the prestige of our sect!
"The Northern Cold Sect and the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons have joined forces?"

Ahead of the valley.

Looking at the Northern Cold Sect disciple whose face was a bloody mess and who had been killed by a deadly poison, Lin Xuan felt a chill run through his body, as if the blood in his veins had frozen.

As an inner disciple of the Northern Cold Sect, he was well aware of the severe blow that the Medicine Buddha Sect would suffer if the Northern Cold Sect cooperated with the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons!
At the same time, Lin Xuan thought of another point.

Since entering the Azure Spirit Secret Realm, Lu Yuan has disappeared without a trace, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth.

He originally thought that Lu Yuan was just being unconventional and unwilling to act with the sect disciples.

But judging from Ye Mo's ruthless and insidious style of doing things, Lu Yuan is probably in grave danger!
Think of this possibility.

Lin Xuan felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and his face turned deathly pale.

It should be noted that Lu Yuan is the personal disciple of Sect Leader Huiming and three peak masters, and is regarded by many elders as the hope for the rise of the Medicine Buddha Sect.

But now that the Northern Cold Sect and others dare to kill even Lu Yuan, what chance do they have?
"Your Medicine Buddha Sect is already in decline and will be eliminated sooner or later."

"A rare treasure is about to be born, and I don't want to waste too much time. But if you don't know what's good for you, this fool will be the fate of all of you!"

Ye Mo spat at the Northern Cold Sect disciple again.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The disciple's flesh and bones dissolved, and his entire body was completely corroded by the deadly poison, leaving only a pool of dark, distressing pus!

"Ye Mo, don't go too far!"

Lin Xuan forced himself to argue, but his confidence was somewhat lacking.

After all, the true elite talents of the Medicine Buddha Sect were attacked by demonic cultivators and almost all of them were wiped out, while these people were just temporarily brought in to make up the numbers.

With their strength, they were no match for the Northern Cold Sect and others, not to mention the Ten Thousand Poison Valley lurking nearby.

However, as the leader of the Medicine Buddha Sect, Lin Xuan was not only the backbone of everyone at this moment, but also represented the image and face of the entire Medicine Buddha Sect.

If he shows any sign of fear or retreat, it will surely ruin the reputation of the Medicine Buddha Sect and cause the sect's prestige to plummet!
"Who do you think you are, to talk to me like that?"

Ye Mo snorted coldly, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Anyone familiar with his personality would know that Ye Mo was already furious at this moment.

He doesn't need to give any instructions.

The other disciples of the Northern Cold Sect immediately formed hand seals and unleashed deadly attacks!
For a while.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, forming a storm of ice blades that enveloped Lin Xuan and the others.

"Damn it!"

"That madman Ye Mo actually dared to make a move!"

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he had no choice but to accept the challenge.

However, although the Medicine Buddha Sect and the Northern Cold Sect are both among the five top forces in the Southern Region, the situation is almost one-sided.

Faced with the fierce offensive of Ye Mo and others.

The Medicine Buddha Sect suffered heavy casualties. More than a dozen Medicine Buddha Sect disciples were torn apart by sharp ice blades and cold winds, and were dismembered into countless pieces before they could even scream.

On the other hand, the Northern Cold Sect seemed to be handling things with ease, and Ye Mo didn't even have to lift a finger himself from beginning to end.

"The Medicine Buddha Sect has no successors and can no longer amount to anything."

In the Giant Sword Pavilion team, Sun Hong crossed his arms, glanced casually at Lin Xuan and the others, and then focused his gaze on Ye Mo.

The Northern Cold Sect and the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons have been getting closer in recent years, and there is even a hint of them joining forces.

However, given the Great Sword Pavilion's strong foundation and strength, even if the two sects join forces, it will be difficult for them to pose a significant threat to the Great Sword Pavilion.

Looking at the entire Northern Cold Sect, only Ye Chen is the biggest threat!

He established his foundation at the age of six, formed his core at the age of fourteen, and was already a Nascent Soul cultivator at the young age of twenty.

Now that he's just over thirty, his strength has already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and he's only half a step away from becoming a Divine Transformation expert!
Such talent is simply too astonishing and earth-shattering, according to the predictions and estimates of many veteran powerhouses.

I'm afraid that Ye Chen will be able to replace the patriarch of the Giant Sword Pavilion and become the strongest person in the Southern Region within a hundred years!
"With the cultivation technique bestowed by the ancestor, if I can obtain three rare treasures of heaven and earth, I can not only instantly condense a top-grade golden core, but also catch up with or even surpass Ye Chen in a short period of time, and enter the Nascent Soul realm ahead of schedule!"

Sun Hong's eyes gleamed; he was determined to succeed in this trial.

Although doing so would deplete all potential, one's abilities would never be able to improve further in their lifetime.

But any price is worth paying as long as it can slow down Ye Chen's growth rate!
And the other side.

The battle between the Northern Cold Sect and the Medicine Buddha Sect is nearing its end.

Many disciples of the Medicine Buddha Sect were mangled and bloodied, with more than half of them dead or injured.

But Ye Mo showed no intention of stopping, clearly wanting to take this opportunity to wipe them out completely and eliminate any future troubles!

"The Medicine Buddha Sect is going to lose."

"I never expected that the Medicine Buddha Sect, one of the five top powers in the Southern Region, would have such incompetent disciples. They are even worse than paper tigers."

"Didn't they say that the Medicine Buddha Sect had another disciple who could cultivate Qi at two years old and establish Foundation at three years old, with even more monstrous talent than Ye Chen? Why haven't we seen him?"

Other factions witnessed all of this and immediately began to discuss it amongst themselves.

When Ye Mo heard the others' comments, a look of disdain appeared on his face: "What kind of disciple is he? He's already a dead man."

But he didn't finish his words.

A golden light suddenly swept in from afar, its speed almost exceeding the limits of what the naked eye could perceive.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and then they saw a handsome young man appear in the Northern Cold Sect's group as if he had teleported.

"Oh no! There's a master!"

Ye Mo's pupils constricted, and an unprecedented sense of life-or-death crisis arose in his heart.

However, before he could make a move, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a hand suddenly reached out from the side, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up out of thin air.

This hand, though seemingly slender, was as firm as an iron clamp, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not budge it in the slightest!

at the same time.

An overwhelming and unstoppable force surged into Ye Mo's body through that palm, instantly sealing all his spiritual power and divine sense.

This turned him from a Foundation Establishment cultivator capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks into a mere mortal with no strength to even kill a chicken!

Moreover, due to the limited field of vision, he couldn't even see the other person's face from beginning to end!
"Who are you? Do you perhaps wish to become an enemy of my Northern Cold Sect?"

Ye Mo was having difficulty breathing, and his face was flushed red like a cooked pig liver, but even so, he remained calm.

Despite his arrogant and domineering behavior, he is actually shrewd and cunning.

After all, in the treacherous world of cultivation, someone without brains certainly wouldn't have survived this long.

But when he risked having his neck broken and turned his head with all his might, he caught a glimpse of the other person's slightly familiar profile out of the corner of his eye, and his head went blank for a moment.

Foundation Establishment cultivators possess powerful souls and already have the ability to remember everything they see.

Although he had only glanced at Lu Yuan from afar before, he had already memorized the other's appearance and physical characteristics.

Therefore, he was certain that the mysterious expert who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield was definitely Lu Yuan!
But how could this be? Wasn't he supposed to be dead, chased by more than thirty disciples? How could he possibly be here?

"Could it be that those disciples have already...?"

The thought of this possibility sent a shiver down Ye Mo's spine, and for the first time, he felt an indescribable fear.

Keep in mind that those were more than thirty elite prodigies from the Northern Cold Sect!
Each and every one of them has undergone rigorous testing and selection. If you were to place them in any other second-rate sect, they would be a pillar of that power.

Moreover, these elite disciples cooperated seamlessly, and when they joined forces, they could even fight against Core Formation cultivators.

without any exaggeration.

They are the future and hope of the Northern Cold Sect.

The loss of even one person would be enough to cause the Northern Cold Sect immense pain.

But now, the loss of more than thirty disciples is an unbearable loss for the entire Northern Cold Sect!

"Was it you who just said I was dead?"

Lu Yuan grabbed Ye Mo by the neck and pulled him in front of him, his gaze icy cold, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Ye Mo, relying on his brilliant older brother, had always been lawless, but now, when he met Lu Yuan's gaze, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood seemed to be frozen!
Because he couldn't see any emotional fluctuation in Lu Yuan's cold and indifferent eyes.

Just like the lofty Heavenly Dao, looking down upon all living beings, without any emotion or feeling!

"Stop! Release Senior Brother Ye Mo immediately!"

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Everyone originally thought that Yaofozong and the others were doomed to die today, but who knew that the battle would suddenly take a turn for the better.

Ye Mo, the backbone of the Northern Cold Sect, was captured by someone else in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, this person moved freely on the battlefield, as if entering an empty field, capturing the enemy leader amidst thousands of troops.

Such strength and methods are probably unmatched by many in the entire Southern Region!

"Isn't this Lu Yuan, the disciple of the Medicine Buddha Sect? What's he doing here, and how did he manage to control Ye Mo so quickly?"

"Although Ye Mo's talent is mediocre, his strength is a genuine Foundation Establishment Perfection realm, not to mention that he also has various magical artifacts and secret techniques to protect him."

"Let alone a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even a Core Formation cultivator might not be able to capture him so easily."

"It seems the rumors are true. Lu Yuan's aptitude and talent are even greater than Ye Chen's!"

"The Medicine Buddha Sect has indeed picked up a fine seedling. With such a son, how can the sect not prosper? Hehe, it seems that the landscape of the Southern Region is about to change again."

Everyone looked at the young figure standing in the very center of the battlefield and sighed with complex emotions.

"Is that Senior Brother Lu Yuan?"

When Lin Xuan and the others, who were seriously injured, saw Lu Yuan's figure, they all looked incredulous.

They originally thought that Lu Yuande was unworthy of his position, lacked any sense of sect honor, and was not worthy of the status and position of a successor disciple.

But who knew that in the end, it was Lu Yuan who saved all of their lives at the crucial moment!

"Waaaah, I'm so sorry, it turns out we missed Senior Brother Lu Yuan."

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Lu Yuan's timely intervention, we would probably all be dead here!"

"Please, Senior Brother Lu Yuan, bolster the prestige of our Medicine Buddha Sect!"

Many surviving disciples of the Medicine Buddha Sect shouted at the top of their lungs.

Despite hearing these passionate words, Lu Yuan's gaze remained indifferent, and his expression did not change at all.

His reason for targeting Ye Mo was simply to avenge the pursuit by the Northern Cold Sect.

As for the life and death of the disciples of the Medicine Buddha Sect, it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

After all, whether it was the Northern Cold Sect or the Medicine Buddha Sect, in his eyes they were all a bunch of parasites.

Who lives and who dies is not important at all.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yuan, I made a mistake in this matter. I am willing to apologize and compensate your sect for all losses. How about we let this matter drop?"

Ye Mo's heart trembled, but he remained strong and calm.

Of course he was afraid, but he wasn't worried that Lu Yuan would dare to kill him.

Because his elder brother is the number one genius in the Southern Region, and he will become the strongest person in the Southern Region within a hundred years.

With this relationship in place, even if a Nascent Soul Ancestor wanted to deal with him, he would have to consider whether he could withstand Ye Chen's wrath in the future.

Not only him, but all the cultivators present, including Lin Xuan and others who hated Ye Mo to the bone, thought the same way.

You have to understand, that's Ye Chen!
A peerless prodigy who, with his own strength, overwhelmed the younger generation of the Southern Region, causing headaches for countless sect leaders.

If Lu Yuan dares to kill Ye Chen's younger brother, he will surely bring about an enormous disaster!
"Interesting. Ye Mo actually backed down. Did the sun rise in the west today?"

Sun Hong watched this scene with great interest.

"Fellow Daoist, let's stop here. Even if you are not afraid of the Northern Cold Sect, you should consider the weight of the name Ye Chen, shouldn't you?"

Other geniuses from various factions offered their advice.

Both the Northern Cold Sect and the Medicine Buddha Sect are entities they cannot afford to offend.

Once such a behemoth launches a sect war of annihilation, it will be a disaster for most smaller forces.

"Release him, or you'll face the consequences!"

The members of Wan Du Valley, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, couldn't help but speak up and issue a warning.

Everyone knows that Ye Chen has extraordinary talent and is the number one genius in the Southern Region.

But their current Holy Maiden of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is also an unparalleled genius with a naturally poisonous body!

Moreover, after several discussions, the two sect patriarchs decided to join forces and planned to arrange a marriage between the Holy Maiden and Ye Chen!

That's why.

Only Ye Mo, an inner disciple of the Northern Cold Sect, was able to cultivate the supreme poison technique of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley.

If they stand by and watch Ye Mo be killed, not only will the marriage fall through, but the Northern Cold Sect might even turn against them!
Therefore, whether for the sake of sect interests or for personal reasons, Wan Du Gu absolutely cannot let Ye Mo die in front of them!

Hearing that so many forces had spoken up for him, Ye Mo finally regained some confidence: "Lu Yuan, just let me go..."

But before he could even feel happy, he suddenly realized that Lu Yuan was tightening his grip on his neck.

It caused his eyes to bulge out, his brain to lack oxygen, and even breathing to become extremely difficult!

"What you call a peerless genius is nothing but a joke to me."

The voice just fell.

Lu Yuan suddenly exerted force with his palm.

With a 'crack', right in front of everyone, Ye Mo's neck was snapped!

(End of this chapter)