Chapter 172: A Seal’s Gratitude

Chasing them was a man with a sinister look. With a sword in hand, he gave off an evil vibe that suggested that he was no weakling. It appeared that he had already reached the Energy Shaping First Realm.

Ye Mo immediately halted his steps, as did Zheng Sanmu and Yang Jiaosu, who looked distraught and had frowns over their faces.

“Zheng Sanmu, who would have thought that you would still be alive today? I don’t care about your life or your death, but just don’t drag Su Su down with you.”

The evil man turned to Yang Jiaosu, his expression completely opposite from his previously menacing look, and said, “Su Su, return to my side. You should know that at the Unbreakable Mountain, power is of the utmost importance. Do you really think that Zheng Sanmu can protect you? He can’t!”

“Sun Shanglong, even though Sanmu may not be powerful, I will be by his side forever. I advise you to stop harassing me,” replied Yang Jiaosu.

Sun Shanglong’s face twitched upon her reply, and his anger rose. “Su Su, don’t push me. At this very moment, no one can control me. I will kill Zheng Sanmu today. Su Su, if you want to beg for him, come into my arms now or else the only outcome for him is death.”

A flame of anger ignited in Ye Mo upon this threat and he scoffed, “Shameful!” Taking a big step forward, he said, “I just saved the lives of these two. If you kill them now, I’m afraid that will make me lose face.”

Sun Shanglong had barely acknowledged Ye Mo’s presence before this, so it came as a slight shock when he stepped forward to speak. He replied coldly, “Face? How much is that worth?”

Facing a warrior that was only in the Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm, Sun Shanglong was not at all bothered.

Just as Ye Mo was about to strike, Zheng Sanmu reached out his arm to block him. He said, “My savior, this matter is between me and him. I have to be the one who ends it once and for all.”

“Give it your all then!”

Ye Mo looked across Zheng Sanmu’s stern expression and heaved a sigh.

As a real man, it goes without saying that he would step forward to protect his beloved. It is not how much power a man possesses that was important, but how much power he could give.

For Zheng Sanmu, he stepped forward despite clearly knowing that he was the Spirit Cultivating Eighth Realm.

“Thank you, my savior.”

As Zheng Sanmu prepared to walk over, he felt a chilling breeze on his palm–it was a seal given to him by Ye Mo. His chest was filled with warmth, and his eyes almost welled up with tears.

“Go on then. Take back your pride yourself.”

Zheng Sanmu nodded, hiding the seal away, and gingerly stepped forward.

Yang Jiaosu did not stop him. She would not stop Zheng Sanmu from doing anything. If it ended in death, she would follow him as well.

“Wow!” Sun Shanglong exclaimed in surprise, and then he followed it with a laugh filled with mockery.

“Have you not learned anything from the lesson I taught you last time? You dare to pick a fight with me? Have you forgotten how you were badly defeated in my hands last time? You are a Spirit Cultivating Eighth Realm fighter, and I am in the Energy Shaping First Realm. The difference between our powers is just like that of our identities–a comparison between heaven and earth. You are just a poor boy who should have the self-awareness of one. Don’t try to aim too high. Do you really think you can rise like a phoenix? Impossible! I suggest you and your Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm buddy come at me together so that your defeat will not look that bad.”

“You are not worth my savior raising a finger against.”

“Such arrogance!”

Seeing that Zheng Sanmu was not playing along, Sun Shanglong’s expression changed, his eyebrows sharpening like a sword and piercing eyes.

He let out an angry roar, and the sword in his arm that was dancing around like a snake shot out countless numbers of light blades at Zheng Sanmu, eliminating any possibility of retreat. It was clear that he was determined to finish him off in a single move.

Yang Jiaosu’s delicate face was filled with worry upon seeing the situation. The light blades were Sun Shanglong’s ultimate move. How was Zheng Sanmu going to block it?

Zheng Sanmu naturally knew that he was not going to block the light blades and took out his Heavenly Frost Seal. The seal was like a black hole, continuously sucking away the energy in his body. He could feel that the energy levels in his body were on the verge of drying up.

He clenched his teeth, and as the light blades were about to strike him, he revealed his Heavenly Frost Seal.

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Ting!

The countless blades instantly froze in their place as the seal was activated.

Upon seeing the seal, Sun Shanglong’s face changed from one of arrogance to one of shock. With his light blades frozen right before his eyes, he immediately detected that something was awry. He instantly dashed in the opposite direction with explosive speed.

However, the speed of the Heavenly Frost Seal was also explosive, but the range that it covered was not as wide as what Ye Mo would have achieved. Ye Mo’s Dragon Power was rich and limitless and was able to maximize the devastating effect of the seal. Zheng Sanmu could not do the same.

Ultimately, the power of a seal cannot be underestimated.

A blizzard blew up in the Sanzhang region, with cold wind gushing around in the surroundings, bringing the temperature down drastically.

Zheng Sanmu and Yang Jiaosu looked up to the sky filled with icy flurres and felt the cold inside themselves as well, amazed by the power of the seal.

While Sun Shanglong was quick, his hands were already numbed by the cold and his palms had turned purple. Such was the sheer force of the seal.

“Zheng Sanmu, where did you get this seal from? How can a poor boy like you possess such a powerful seal? It can’t be yours. Unless the Yang family gave it to you? No, that is impossible.”

At this point, Sun Shanglong could no longer feel his arms. He let out a cry in anger. This was not a result that he was willing to accept.

“Don’t bother about where I got the seal from. Your arms are frozen now, which means you can’t even use your martial arts techniques. When we meet next time, I will defeat you fair and square!”

Zheng Sanmu turned around to leave.

“Zheng Sanmu, what rights do you have to defeat me? I’m going to kill you!”

Sun Shanglong let out a roar, the soundwave of it turning into a gush of wild wind.

Sun Shanglong gave a flying kick in Zheng Sanmu’s direction. For a split moment, his power was that of the wild waves, crashing on Zheng Sanmu from behind.

A clean arm reached out, grabbing the ankle of the incoming leg and giving it a tight squeeze.

Crack!

The sound of bones cracking ensued, followed by a scream of devastating pain. Ye Mo threw him aside.

“You should have been more grateful towards Brother Sanmu for sparing your life.”

The three of them then dashed away.

Sun Shanglong, left lying on the ground, was struck with horror. “How is this possible? How is this possible? That person is only in the Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm, but he crushed my ankle so effortlessly!”

“It is not that you are weak, he is just too strong!”

A silhouette formed and revealed Ye Changsheng speaking nonchalantly as he walked towards him.

“Who are you?” Sun Shanglong asked, shocked.

“I am Ye Changsheng. The warrior in the Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm is Ye Mo, my arch rival. I guess we having a common topic to discuss.”

After Ye Changsheng spoke, Yun Shan, clad in Qingyun league practice attire, hurried over. With a look of respect, he said, “Ye Changsheng, have you found the whereabouts of Ye Mo? I have discovered how to destroy him already.”

“He just left. Are you going to participate? That would be against the rules of the Qingyun League. You are merely a member in charge of maintaining the conduct of the test,” Ye Changsheng asked, confused.

“Obviously I am not foolish enough to do it myself. If Yaoyue found out, I won’t even know how I am going to die. I discovered blood stains belonging to Long Armed Ape Monkeys. I don’t know which powerful warrior killed them, but he has already left. The Long Armed Ape Monkey King is furious about this, so what do you think will happen if we manage to get some of the Monkey King’s blood on Ye Mo and use some more blood to attract those monkeys to him?” Yun Shan grinned sinisterly.

“Good plan. I shall leave this matter to you then. I will follow Ye Mo in the shadows. I’m leaving a landmark on my way there and will return to the Formation Center in the Unbreakable Mountain once I am done. There is a substantial number of people who have successfully entered the Qingyun League so far. If not for fighting Ye Mo, I would not be staying in the Unbreakable Mountain for extended periods of time.”

While hand-picked by the Union Chief himself, killing Ye Mo in the Qingyun League remains a slightly difficult task, even for him.