The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1288 - 1289: Perfect Soul Body

Ye Qing watched the scene, especially when he saw that portal, he suddenly realized, and said: "Haha, that Ye Mo kid is really greedy. Even with perfect affinity, he doesn’t slack off at all and even summoned the most formidable Heavenly Dragon Gate."

"Heavenly Dragon Gate?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"I can accurately tell you that among those with perfect soul affinity, there are differences. They directly summon a perfect soul body, not the soul origin. The gate they communicate is the dragon’s gate, which implies the leap of a carp over the dragon’s gate. But this dragon’s gate has nuances, divided into four gates: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. The Heavenly Dragon Gate is the strongest, whereas the Yellow Dragon Gate is the weakest. And Ye Mo communicated with the Heavenly Dragon Gate, meaning his perfect soul body will be far stronger than that of ordinary people."

"In the future, his soul cultivation will also surpass others."

Ye Qing glanced at Ye Mo. When he saw that soul body directly entering his mind, he felt relieved. He was quite surprised by Ye Mo’s transformation this time.

"Alright, Ye Mo is almost about to wake up. I need to leave now. Remember not to tell Ye Mo I appeared here, okay?"

Ye Qing advised.

All five of them nodded, watching as Ye Qing’s figure began to twist and then completely disappeared.

At this moment, Ye Mo, lying on the large rock, suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes.

"What happened? I’m not dead?"

Ye Mo regained consciousness, noticing five people had been staring at him, especially Xiao Yue, whose face was tear-streaked.

"What on earth happened? Wasn’t I killed by that person called Wangliang?"

Ye Mo doubted again.

"Ye Mo!"

Seeing Ye Mo awake, the faces of the five were filled with joy, especially Xiao Yue, whose tearful eyes welled up again, shedding tears that dotted Ye Mo’s face.

"It’s so good that all of you are alright."

Ye Mo chuckled and saw Xiao Yue directly plunge into his embrace, hearing Xiao Yue’s sobbing voice: "Woo woo woo, Ye Mo, I thought you’d never wake up."

"Yueyue, I’m alright now, am I not?"

Ye Mo caressed Xiao Yue’s silvery hair and asked, "What exactly happened?"

"Hmm?"

Feng Chu thought for a moment, recalled Ye Qing’s earlier instructions, and explained: "It’s like this, Wangliang killed you and then let us go."

"Was Wangliang so kind?"

Ye Mo did not trust that, given the opponent’s vicious methods, he indeed didn’t believe the person was so kind. But he didn’t dwell on it, now sensing a strange feeling.

"What’s going on? How did I come back to life?"

Ye Mo was puzzled once more.

"Ye Mo, just above your head earlier, a space-time gate appeared, and a soul body identical to you directly entered your mind. It’s said that only those with perfect soul affinity can accomplish this. Feel it, you might have already advanced to a Demi-Honored Fighter."

Feng Chu said.

"What? Perfect soul affinity achiever? Demi-Honored?"

Ye Mo was thoroughly shocked, then he began to inspect internally, his body feeling no anomaly, but his heart was more robust than ever, every beat emanating a powerful aura.

Actually, the heart Xiao Yue brought from the abyss wasn’t some wicked creature’s heart. It was entirely Ye Qing’s test for his future daughter-in-law, testing her genuine affection for Ye Mo. This heart was the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, with seven apertures, each beat being vibrant with energy, making Ye Mo’s power even stronger.

"Is this a soul body?"

Ye Mo continued his internal inspection, discovering his brain domain had opened into a space, with a soul body hovering midair. When Ye Mo reached the Divine Venerate Realm, the space would form a Soul Sea.

And this Soul Sea is what the strong Divine Venerate practitioners must protect. Once broken, the martial artist dies automatically, whereas the soul body functions in attack and recovery.

However, soul power needs to be extracted from the Soul Sea, thus without reaching the Divine Venerate Realm, spiritual attacks cannot be executed.

"I’ve reached the Demi-Honored Realm."

Ye Mo exclaimed, clenching his hand, causing space to start collapsing.

Although his Tomb Dragon Power hadn’t changed, his strength indeed increased significantly, not because Ye Mo’s power was stronger, but due to a kind of "might".

The power of a Demi-Honored Fighter lies not in raw power but in their spirit. With the presence of a spirit, a martial artist exudes might, and the fighter’s power surges dramatically.

"No wonder Kill Break Wolf is so formidable, it’s due to the condensed soul body; a soul body signifies a martial artist’s might. Without it, resistance is futile."

Ye Mo now understood, moreover, sensing that his might might be far superior to Kill Break Wolf, in addition to his inherent strength being far greater.

Now, Ye Mo surpasses any Demi-Honored fighter. On Lingwu Continent, not just Divine Venerable One-Soul Realm, Two-Soul Realm, even typical Three Souls, Ye Mo could contend with.

Even here, the strongest Hun Wuji could barely contend against Divine Venerate Two-Soul.

"Ye Mo, what’s your realm now? In front of you, you’re like an ocean—we cannot see through or comprehend it, far more terrifying than Kill Break Wolf."

Feng Chu said.

"Now, Kill Break Wolf is no match for me."

Ye Mo laughed, saying: "Watch this."

While speaking, Ye Mo clenched his hand, immediately causing Feng Chu and the others to sense powerful constraints, devoid of resistance.

"How do you feel now?"

Ye Mo smiled, releasing the five of them.

"So powerful."

"Indeed, how did you do it? It seems you didn’t use the power of space or your own strength."

The group questioned curiously.

"That’s the advantage of a condensed soul body, with might that only appears with it. That’s why Demi-Honored fighters are so potent."

Ye Mo was very excited.

"I see!"

Feng Chu nodded.

"By the way, what’s happening outside now?"

Ye Mo suddenly asked.

"Not sure, we’ve been guarding you here, not noticing the outside happenings."

Mu Wanqing shook her head. Compared to Ye Mo, the events at the Blood Prison Battlefield weren’t very important.

"The final battle might be erupting; let’s quickly return to the camp!"

Ye Mo said, then swiftly disappeared from the spot.