Chapter 1693: Hostile Souls

Chapter 1693: The Dui Dai De Ying Hun

"Dan Mo." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, his tone trembling.

The figure he was facing was Dan Mo, the grand-uncle of Dan Chen and Dan Yi.

Back then, because of the Tian Ji Dan, he was branded a traitor by Dan Cheng and defected to Mo Yu, becoming a high-ranking general under the Mo Wang.

He had once kidnapped Xuan Nu, which caused a massive conflict.

During the Tian Mo invasion, it was he who led Dan Cheng in refining the Tian Ji Dan, and until his death, he guarded both Dan Cheng and Ye Chen.

Their efforts were not in vain, helping Ye Chen achieve the completion of his holy body, slay the Tian Mo Di, and avenge Da Chu.

"How could he reincarnate into Tian Mo Yu?" Ye Chen furrowed his brow.

Dong Huang Tai Xin had once said that those who died in the Da Chu war, if reincarnated, would end up either in Zhu Tian Men or Zhu Tian Wan Yu.

But now, it seemed she had withheld some information from him back then.

It wasn't just Da Chu and Zhu Tian Wan Yu—reincarnation into Tian Mo Yu was also possible, and Dan Mo was the clearest proof.

This undeniable fact was hard for Ye Chen to accept.

If there was Dan Mo, then there must be others who had reincarnated as Tian Mo.

In other words, the heroic souls who once fought side by side three hundred years ago might now meet on the bloody battlefield.

Former family and comrades could become enemies, fighting to the death.

He could hardly imagine how one could strike against family, old friends, or fellow heroic souls.

It would be cruel, those scenes unimaginably brutal.

In that moment of distraction, he forgot where he was.

A Tian Mo general charged at him, savage and bloodthirsty, his eyes full of ferocity. He raised his blood-stained divine blade and slashed down toward Ye Chen's head.

"Ye Chen, what are you spacing out for?" Bai Zhi swooped in from the side, striking the Tian Mo general back with a sword and snapping Ye Chen out of it.

Ye Chen snapped back to his senses and charged straight toward Dan Mo, ignoring everything else.

Not even a thank you? Bai Zhi was a bit furious.

But in this great battle, she didn't argue with Ye Chen about it. As the emperor's disciple, she faced the Tian Mo general with fierce attacks.

On his end, Ye Chen gripped his killing sword and carved a bloody path through the enemy.

Since this was a Da Chu heroic soul reincarnated, he had to bring him home, restore his memories, and help cleanse the Tian Mo bloodline from him.

"Die!" Dan Mo grinned menacingly and launched his weapon.

Ye Chen punched the treasure flying away, then struck with a palm like a mountain, forcing Dan Mo to stagger, his demonic body cracking apart.

Ye Chen struck again, casting a forbidden seal to bind Dan Mo, then stuffed him into a dan furnace and sealed him completely.

Afterward, a strand of memory immortal light entered Dan Mo's forehead.

However, that memory immortal light vanished mysteriously after entering Dan Mo's divine sea, erased by some unknown force.

Ye Chen frowned, continuing to fight while sending out more immortal light.

Yet, every beam of immortal light disappeared without a trace in Dan Mo's divine sea, leaving no clue.

"Could it be because of his Tian Mo bloodline?"

Ye Chen murmured to himself, pondering deeply. This guess seemed the most plausible—the Tian Mo bloodline was entirely different from that of the people of Zhu Tian.

As he thought this, he set aside his musings for now, planning to take Dan Mo back after the battle for further study. Di Huang and Ming Di might have the answers.

He resumed the slaughter, sending out streaks of immortal rivers with each strike.

Every swing of his sword sent countless Tian Mo to their doom in Xiu Luo Hai.

This battle dragged on for a while, nearly three hours, until the four or five million strong Tian Mo army was wiped out completely.

The vast Xiu Luo Hai was expanded by the Tian Mo blood, blending purple, red, and black into a single vast ocean.

"All forces, retreat." As the battle ended, Ming Di's voice echoed with supreme authority across the heavens.

Upon hearing this, the Ming Jie army did not hesitate and withdrew from Xiu Luo Hai.

From Ming Di's words, it was clear that a Tian Mo emperor-level expert was about to arrive.

Sure enough, as soon as they retreated from Xiu Luo Hai, the towering demon pillar began to hum, demonic energy surged, and rolling demonic mist billowed forth.

Then, a figure clad in armor stepped out.

He was indeed at the emperor level, with a sea of blood swirling around him, his imperial body massive and unyielding as a mountain, resistant to any force.

This was an emperor, a Tian Mo emperor, with imperial dao principles weaving through the air.

His imperial dao aura was terrifying, his eyes vast and chaotic, encompassing the heavens and earth, manifesting scenes of destruction.

Behind him stretched a realm of boundless demonic land, piled with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood—it was his emperor's vision, having devoured countless lives.

This Tian Mo emperor was extremely powerful, with an impressive background.

In Tian Mo Yu, he was known as the Shi Xue Mo Di, on par with the Tian Mo Di from three hundred years ago, one of the great overlords of Tian Mo Yu.

The Ming Jie army paled at the sight, their hearts trembling.

This flawless emperor was the third supreme being they had seen besides Di Huang and Ming Di, like a ruler of the world.

Shi Xue Mo Di stepped forward, his emperor's eyes gradually clearing.

Yet, his brow was furrowed, as he could tell at a glance that this was not Zhu Tian Wan Yu, but Yin Cao Di Fu.

And where were his people? His Tian Mo army?

In an instant, he realized that his subjects and his army had all perished in this sea, the entire force annihilated.

A gust of Yin Feng blew by, carrying a mysterious force.

His emperor-level perception caught it immediately.

However, he was too late to evade it.

The spot where he stood beneath the towering demon pillar suddenly shifted, and he was teleported to the opposite side, while Ming Di appeared where he had been.

Indeed, Ming Di had used an imperial dao immortal technique: Shifting Heaven and Earth.

He swapped positions with Shi Xue Mo Di to prevent him from escaping back to the demon pillar if the situation turned against him.

"Emperor." Shi Xue Mo Di stood firm, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He could see that Ming Di's cultivation was on the same level as his, perhaps even slightly superior.

So, he understood everything in that moment.

No wonder his Tian Mo army, led by him, had been completely wiped out—it must have been Ming Di's doing.

The power of one emperor was enough to destroy an entire Tian Mo army.

What a miscalculation, a serious one. He had thought it was forces from Zhu Tian Wan Yu, but it turned out to be Ming Jie, with an emperor no less.

"Don't tell me you're well." As Shi Xue Mo Di's thoughts raced, Di Huang stepped out from behind him, blocking his retreat.

"Another one?" Shi Xue Mo Di's expression changed, and he whipped around.

When he saw Di Huang, Shi Xue Mo Di's eyes bulged in shock, staring at the emperor before him with utter disbelief.

"Do you still remember me?" Di Huang's divine eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Impossible! This is impossible—you're clearly dead." Shi Xue Mo Di roared, his heart in turmoil.

Even Xiu Luo Hai churned with massive waves in response to his emotions.

That was Di Huang—he recognized him, even if he were reduced to ashes.

Ten thousand years ago, in Zhu Tian Wan Yu, Di Huang had single-handedly battled five Tian Mo emperors, and Shi Xue Mo Di was one of them.

That battle remained the greatest humiliation for Tian Mo Yu to this day.

The five great emperors had joined forces but failed to defeat a single Di Huang, who held them at the edge of the universe.

In the end, Di Huang had held out until Yue Shang became an emperor.

That Dong Hua Nu Di was incredibly fearsome, absolutely terrifying.

Shi Xue Mo Di still couldn't believe that a newly ascended emperor had driven their five great emperors back to the towering demon pillar.

It had been countless ages since then, and the scenes of that emperor war were still vivid in his mind, etched deeply into his bones.

Whether Di Huang or Dong Hua Nu Di, both were shadows over the Tian Mo—a pair so strong they were suffocating.

Precisely because of that disastrous emperor war defeat, it became his inner demon, halting his cultivation progress, leaving him as just an emperor.

Now, ten thousand years later, seeing Di Huang again, how could he not be shocked?

The supposedly dead Di Huang was still alive, still a great achievement holy body, and his combat power seemed even greater than before.

He had no idea what had happened, why Di Huang was still alive, or how the emperor from ten thousand years ago had ended up in the underworld.

All he knew was that even after ten thousand years, he was no match for Di Huang.

The legendary figure who had fought five emperors alone, the great achievement holy body Di Huang, was not someone he could easily withstand.