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Chapter 563 - 564: The Power of Elder Mo

Chapter 563: Chapter 564: The Power of Elder Mo

"What!?"

The silver-haired youth’s face showed utmost shock, "You, you actually took a Kunlun disciple as your apprentice?"

Immediately, the silver-haired youth burst into great laughter, his eyes filled with mockery, "Hahaha, great demon king, taking a Kunlun disciple as your apprentice, you truly are laughable to the extreme!"

"Insolence!" Mo Wudi scolded angrily, "It’s not your place to comment on my actions!"

"Hmph, great demon king, I would like to see for myself just how strong you are!" the silver-haired youth said, his face aging rapidly as he revealed a vicissage fraught with cruelty; yet his body emitted a terrifying aura!

"So be it, if I don’t beat you hard, you won’t give up willingly," Mo Wudi said, his hands clasped behind his back.

The entire place was astounded!

"What, the Nether Demon Emperor, he’s going to take action against Mo Wudi?"

"This is a battle between Emperor Level powerhouses!"

Whether it was members of the demon clan or those on Kunlun’s side, all revealed expressions of anticipation!

"Great demon king, please teach me!" the silver-haired youth roared, throwing a palm so mighty it seemed like a huge burning sun, wielding terrifying power!

"My goodness, isn’t this too terrifying?"

"Let alone being hit, just brushing against it would spell death!" Lan Yu, Xiao Ming, and others wore worried looks on their faces.

In contrast, Mo Wudi’s expression was calm.

Boom!

An earth-shattering sound erupted, and the whole Youming Valley trembled, all beasts falling silent.

"Is that old human guy dead?"

"He’s too weak then!" some members of the demon clan discussed.

"Impossible, that’s one of the top human powerhouses, he wouldn’t die so easily!" the Blood Demon Emperor said.

While it was late to say, it all happened so quickly, a purple figure soared into the sky, incredibly standing mid-air.

Everyone swallowed their saliva!

"Damn, he flew up!"

"This is a technique only those above War Emperor Level possess!"

All revealed shocked expressions.

"Elder Lan, is my master very strong?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"Strong?" Lan Yu replied with a wry smile, "Your master, who has the title of the king of great demons, has long since reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and is no weaker than the seven saints of our own Kunlun!"

"Cough, that’s right. If he were willing to join Kunlun, he would be one of the Kunlun Eight Saints, and moreover, ranked at least in the top three, or even second!" Jin Tie said weakly.

Hiss!

Ye Wudao swallowed his saliva, looking at Mo Wudi with a gaze filled with awe.

"Nether brat, I’ll give you one last chance, get lost back to Youming Valley!" Mo Wudi finally said.

"Great demon king, I know I’m no match for you! But do you really think you can make me avoid the fight with just one sentence, without paying any regard to me, the Nether Demon Emperor, one of the nine great demon emperors of the Alliance?" the silver-haired youth sneered, his eyes filled with intense hatred.

"Hmph, won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin!" the great demon king sneered coldly, his murderous aura overwhelming, and roared, "Nine Transformations Dragon Elephant Technique!"

In an instant, nine dragon elephant forces swirled around the great demon king, amassing the essence of heaven and earth!

"Hiss, this is my master’s Nine Transformations Dragon Elephant Technique; he has already perfected it," Ye Wudao exclaimed excitedly.

Behind Mo Wudi, the nine dragon elephant forces, like actual entities, reflected each other, creating a stunning spectacle!

"Subdue!" Mo Wudi raised his hand and threw a punch.

Roar!

The nine dragon elephant forces, carrying terrifying power, launched at the silver-haired youth.

Boom!

A frightening collision noise followed, and the silver-haired youth staggered backward, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, this old man’s power is too frightening!" the silver-haired youth’s eyes shone with fear, feeling a hint of despair from just one blow by the great demon king.

"Ground Shatter!" Mo Wudi attacked again.

Boom!

A world-shaking boom erupted.

"Puh! The youth with silver hair spat out fresh blood, his body staggering as he was blown away, one arm completely broken.

"Master!"

"Master, are you alright?" Several Demon Kings asked with faces filled with terror.

"Master, with your strength, you are no match for the Great Demon King; we should retreat!" the two emissaries, one black and one white, suggested.

The silver-haired youth, grievously injured, wore an expression full of grudges, "I can’t accept this..."

Elder Mo slowly raised his finger, its tip glowing red, drawing in the aura of slaughter from the heavens and earth.

"Destroying the Firmament!"

This is bad!

Sensing the threat of death, the silver-haired youth trembled, saying with a face full of fear, "Great Demon King, senior Great Demon King, don’t kill me, I was wrong!"

Just then, such an ancient voice came from within Youming Valley.

"Great Demon King, ’tis better to forgive and forget!"

"Old Master, it’s the Alliance Hierarch of the Demon League personally begging for mercy on your behalf!" Old Zhong said from the side.

Hmph!

That meddlesome old demon again!

The Great Demon King slowly retracted his finger, standing with hands behind his back, he said, "In consideration of that old demon, I’ll spare you this once, but remember, this is the last time!"

"Thank you, Great Demon King, thank you!" The youth with silver hair shed tears of gratitude; he knew that if it weren’t for the Alliance Hierarch’s timely intervention, he would have undoubtedly faced certain death today!

Such a monster!

Too terrifying!

Not merely an Emperor Level existence!

Even stronger!

Without any hesitation, the silver-haired youth said, "Let’s go!"

"Wait!" the Great Demon King suddenly spoke up.

The face of the silver-haired youth changed, asking nervously, "Great Demon King, what do you mean by this?"

"My disciple is visiting Youming Valley for the first time, shouldn’t you show some hospitality?" Elder Mo asked with a playful look on his face.

What?

The face of the silver-haired youth changed, realizing the Great Demon King was extorting him.

Yet he couldn’t refuse and could only force a warm smile, saying, "Yes, yes, I have something here, a Demon Core from a Ninth Grade Battle King, powerful enough for your young friend to make a breakthrough!"

What?

A Demon Core from a Ninth Grade Battle King!

All eyes turned to Ye Wudao, showing faces full of envy and jealousy.

Ye Wudao received the Demon Core with a single hand, his face filled with excitement.

On the other hand, Elder Mo wore a displeased expression, "Just a Demon Core from a Ninth Grade Demon King, who do you think you’re fooling? I haven’t taken a disciple in over a decade, are you looking down on me?"

"No, of course not..." The youth with silver hair’s expression shifted, realizing his gift had been too meager, and quickly pulled out a storage ring, saying, "This is my storage ring, it contains tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, young friend, it is yours now!"

Ye Wudao took the storage ring, his smile no longer containable.

Jackpot!

Hit the jackpot!

"Damn! Are you treating me like a beggar?" Elder Mo exclaimed angrily.

What?

That’s still not enough?

The silver-haired youth, looking anxious, said, "Great Demon King, then you say, what do you want?"

"I want a drop of your Demon Emperor’s essence blood!" Elder Mo said with a smile.