The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 545 - 544 Call Out

Chapter 545: Chapter 544 Call Out

"How do you find this piece of trash now?"

Ye Xuan’s expression remained cold and detached as he spoke slowly and clearly.

Mo Tongfeng was directly held in Ye Xuan’s grasp.

No one had seen clearly what had just happened.

Just moments ago, Mo Yunchui and Mo Tongfeng had clashed with a palm strike that shook the heavens and the earth. Following that, Mo Tongfeng aggressively struck down, intending to kill Mo Yunchui instantly—but then things had changed to what they were now.

The shock of everyone was still lingering from the impact of Mo Yunchui repelling Mo Tongfeng with a single palm.

Even though Mo Yunchui was known as the Eastern Desolate Demon Slaughter and was incredibly formidable, he was still somewhat inferior compared to Mo Tongfeng.

That Mo Yunchui could repel Mo Tongfeng with a single palm was shocking enough.

Yet in a blink of an eye, the situation had turned into what it was now.

"That guy..."

"Could it really be that Mr. Ye?!"

Watching the young man in a black robe holding their patriarch in his hand, the upper echelons of the Mo family were profoundly shaken.

Those who had initially intended to go support were now fearful in their hearts at this moment.

Just who is this Mr. Ye, and why is he so powerful?!

Their patriarch had defended the Mo Family Divine City, deterring countless fierce fighters. Even those notorious big demons that terrified the East Desolate dared not wreak havoc in the Mo Family Divine City.

But now, their patriarch was being held in Ye Xuan’s grasp, completely unable to move.

Even the massive Dharma Form had vanished at this moment.

"This..."

Beneath, Mo Qinglian, who was supporting Mo Yunchui, was also dumbfounded as she looked at the scene, bewildered.

The young master, has he become so powerful?!

This was utterly inconceivable!

Unbelievable.

In the distance, a group of ten powerful individuals was rapidly approaching Mo Chenliang’s residence.

The leader was none other than Mo Yunchui’s confidant—Mo Long.

At this moment, all ten individuals had solemn expressions, their eyes filled with seriousness.

They had originally planned to rescue Mo Yunchui and then escape to safety, but a sudden change occurred, and they learned that Mo Yunchui had already been rescued by Mr. Ye and was now at Mo Chenliang’s residence.

Although they did not know how Mo Yunchui had escaped, they knew why they appeared at Mo Chenliang’s residence.

It was definitely to rescue Miss Mo Qinglian.

They had all witnessed the battle between Mo Yunchui and Mo Tongfeng, and while they were shocked, they also immediately set off.

Even though they knew Mo Yunchui was facing Mo Tongfeng, they did not retreat at all.

To them, Mo Yunchui was the most important!

"Hmm!?"

However, as they neared Mo Chenliang’s residence, they were bewildered.

The gaze of the ten individuals all fell on the two figures above Mo Chenliang’s residence.

"What is happening?!" everyone exclaimed in astonishment.

"Isn’t that Mr. Ye?"

The ten individuals stared intently at the young man in the black robe, a storm of shock rising in their hearts.

When they had gone to fetch Mo Yunchui before, they had seen Ye Xuan in person.

Back then, Ye Xuan was merely someone from the Inscriptions Realm, and while they respected Ye Xuan for the techniques he used to heal Mo Yunchui’s Dao injuries, it wasn’t Ye Xuan’s own strength they admired.

In their eyes, Ye Xuan was a master of the healing arts.

As for his own strength, they had not taken it seriously.

But this scene had now completely awakened them.

Mr. Ye...

was extremely powerful!

So powerful that he could even suppress the elder Mo Tongfeng!

With just one hand!

What kind of strength was this?!

At this moment.

Mo Tongfeng, too, stared at Ye Xuan, a look of terror surfacing in his eyes.

"No, it’s impossible!"

Why was this guy so powerful?!

The speed just now was so fast that even he was completely unable to react and was suppressed.

The most terrifying part was that the instant he was suppressed, he could not use his mana at all, not even perceiving it.

It was as if at that moment, all his cultivation had vanished, turning him into a mortal.

Mo Tongfeng’s gaze drooped; from his perspective, he could not see the ink jade ring on Ye Xuan’s thumb.

But...

Mo Tongfeng felt that terrifying power, which was indeed emanating from it.

That power made Mo Tongfeng extremely uncomfortable!

It seemed to be the power from the ink jade ring that prevented him from using his mana.

’What kind of treasure is this?!’

Mo Tongfeng could hardly imagine.

He was a generation’s Saint King, how could he possibly be suppressed by an external force?!

"What on earth is this demon thing?" Mo Tongfeng could hardly bear his shame.

"I said, your level is not yet qualified to speak with me, call the most powerful ancestor from your Mo family."

Ye Xuan looked at Mo Tongfeng with an indifferent expression, speaking slowly.

"If that’s the case, then you should release me first," Mo Tongfeng said sternly.

Boom!

Ye Xuan casually threw, directly tossing Mo Tongfeng out.

But at the same time, a green light flew from the ink jade ring into Mo Tongfeng’s body, fixing him in place.

"Call them." Ye Xuan inserted his right hand back into his pocket and said indifferently.

How arrogant, how confident!

That scene was shocking, even more so than when Ye Xuan had grasped Mo Tongfeng.

Knowing that Mo Tongfeng’s strength was so great, and still casually releasing him after suppressing him.

Wasn’t this an expression of extreme confidence in his own strength?

That is to say, in Ye Xuan’s view, even if he released you, you wouldn’t dare to play tricks in front of me.

"Mr. Ye..."

Mo Yunchui’s eyes were filled with deep shock.

The shock Ye Xuan brought him deepened each time.

At this moment, Mo Tongfeng’s face was extremely ugly; he was fully aware that Ye Xuan had left a force inside his body, and he could not detect the presence of that force at all.

This was even more alarming than detecting it.

It was as if you knew there was a terrible enemy, but you didn’t know where they were or what they would do.

That was the most terrifying thing.

Looking at Ye Xuan’s indifferent demeanor, Mo Tongfeng gritted his teeth, filled with silent hatred.

He had never thought that he would capsize in the gutter one day.

However, Mo Tongfeng knew very well that if he did not call for help, he might not be able to walk away with his life.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, Mo Tongfeng cherished his life, and having just entered the Saint King Realm, there was still a long path ahead; how could he die here?!

Without hesitation, Mo Tongfeng immediately notified the other ancestors of the Mo family.

"Just wait." Mo Tongfeng only said three words.

Ye Xuan ignored Mo Tongfeng and landed on the ground, walking towards Mo Yunchui.

"Mr. Ye." Seeing Ye Xuan approaching, Mo Yunchui bowed with some difficulty.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said, "You have done well, managing to condense the Demon God Suppressing Sky through your own efforts; you truly are a worthy descendant of Tianxing."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunchui gave a bitter smile and said, "This old man’s Demon God Suppressing Sky is not yet perfect; even if I exert all my strength, I’m still no match for that old dog..."

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Don’t worry, sit cross-legged right here. I will guide you."

Mo Yunchui was immediately stunned.

Mr. Ye was going to guide him?!

But did Mr. Ye really know about these things?

Mo Yunchui also had doubts in his heart.

But out of trust in Ye Xuan, he chose to follow his instruction.

Mo Qinglian remained quiet on the side.

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