Chapter 1173: Terrifying Lightning Sword

Seeing Qing Han about to speak, another martial sister from Clear Dream Mosque quickly stopped her. Ye Mo smiled, unconcerned. Clear Dream Mosque remaining neutral was already beyond his expectations; he certainly wouldn't expect them to die alongside him. He only had a Body Condensation Stage Level Nine cultivator on his side, and his own dantian was destroyed.

Ignoring them, Ye Mo addressed the remaining cultivators: "This means you all intend to steal my spirit marrow ponds?"

"That's right, we want them, but it's not stealing. Everyone found these spirit marrow ponds; they're fair game," Hu Jiming retorted coldly.

However, not all cultivators shared Hu Jiming's aggression. Seven or eight, either weaker cultivators or those unwilling to antagonize Ye Mo, remained hesitant. They reasoned that even if they killed Ye Mo, they wouldn't necessarily gain a share of the ponds and would bear the blame for killing a Level Seven Pill King.

"I'm He Gang of the Fusion Joy Sect," a Body Condensation Stage Level Nine cultivator announced. "I don't wish to be an enemy of Pill King Ye, but I desire a spirit marrow pond. The treasure should be shared."

Heaven Yan Sect's Yi Jing appraised Ye Mo and the ponds, then respectfully bowed and departed. He was a Body Condensation Stage cultivator; while he might have gained a share by staying, he chose to leave.

The remaining cultivators remained silent, evidently believing Pu Cheng would kill Ye Mo.

Ye Mo saw two Hollow Spirit State cultivators standing before him, eyeing the ponds, and sneered. He faced seven cultivators: two Body Condensation Stage Peak, two Body Condensation Stage Level Nine, one Body Condensation Stage Middle, and two Hollow Spirit State.

He found it peculiar that these cultivators had located this place. Even he, with his Level Seven formation skills, had struggled to enter. If everyone could enter so easily, the person who set the formation was incompetent. They must have been certain no one could reach the ponds before leaving them for the Spirit Devouring Bugs to evolve.

Pu Cheng, impatient, drew his twin daggers, which instantly transformed into two ten-meter-long swords, slashing at Ye Mo from both sides. Ye Mo felt the crushing pressure of collapsing cultivation essence. A weaker cultivator would be helpless, but Ye Mo remained unfazed, using his own cultivation essence to negate the effect.

Against Pu Cheng alone, he felt confident in victory, even without the octagonal cauldron. The daggers struck the cauldron with a deafening clang.

Pu Cheng recoiled, subconsciously asking, "You're already at Body Condensation Stage?"

Ye Mo, concealing his strength for an ambush, remained silent. He raised his hands, launching seven baby-arm-sized black lightning swords.

Pu Cheng never anticipated such terrifying lightning swords. Their power was comparable to divine damnation, striking him unexpectedly and inflicting grievous wounds. His skin tore, flesh ripped, and bones were exposed.

"Wait, I surrender! I give up the spirit marrow pond…" Pu Cheng cried, desperately trying to retrieve his daggers.

Before his daggers could reach him, two more lightning swords, now the size of a man's arms, descended. Pu Cheng groaned, bisected by the swords. Before his essence spirit could escape, Ye Mo unleashed his Mist Lotus Heart Fire. Pu Cheng was instantly annihilated.

Before anyone could react, Pu Cheng was dead. A Body Condensation Stage Peak cultivator, even underestimating Ye Mo, shouldn't have died so easily.

The remaining six cultivators reacted, attempting to retreat, but Ye Mo wouldn't allow it. He raised his hands, unleashing a dense barrage of black lightning arc swords; a density far exceeding even divine damnation.

They retaliated with magic artifacts. A deafening rumble ensued.

"I give up, Pill King Ye…"

Regardless of their pleas, Ye Mo showed no mercy. His lightning swords, forged from divine damnation, were devastating. The two Hollow Spirit State cultivators were instantly killed, and the Body Condensation Stage Middle cultivator quickly met the same fate.

The two Body Condensation Stage Level Nine cultivators suffered grievous injuries, their cultivation essence dissipating. Unlike divine damnation, which increased power after injury, Ye Mo's lightning swords crippled their essence. Before they could react, Zi Xu struck, creating a bloody mist. Ye Mo gave them no opportunity to regroup.

In under half a minute, Ye Mo had killed six cultivators, their attacks all deflected by the octagonal cauldron.

When the lightning ceased, only Hu Jiming remained, a charred and bloody figure, his hair like tangled straw. Ye Mo, having expended nearly all his cultivation essence, consumed several Life Force Pills, albeit low-grade for him.

During the ensuing silence, Hu Jiming recovered, staring at Ye Mo in disbelief. He saw Ye Mo's cultivation level: Body Condensation Stage Primary, not even Middle.

A Body Condensation Stage Primary cultivator possessing such power? He recalled Ye Mo's earlier exploits at Black Ice Sect, killing a Hollow Spirit State Tertiary cultivator as a Hollow Spirit State Level One. A Hollow Spirit State Level One reaching Body Condensation Stage Level Two so quickly, with such strength?

He, a Body Condensation Stage Peak cultivator, was no weakling, yet he couldn't withstand those lightning arcs.

Those who hadn't attacked Ye Mo rejoiced at their decision. Pill King Ye was monstrous; even a Body Condensation Stage Peak cultivator wouldn't have killed so many Body Condensation Stage cultivators so swiftly. His lightning spirit root was also shocking.

A lightning spirit root Pill King was unprecedented. How rare was a lightning spirit root; who would use it for pill concoction?

No one dared speak, acutely aware of Ye Mo's lethality.

Ye Mo, too, was astounded. His lightning swords were immensely powerful. With sufficient cultivation essence and spiritual sense, it was a devastating area-of-effect ability.

Ye Mo gripped Zi Xu and slowly approached Hu Jiming.

"Don't come closer!" Hu Jiming, still reeling from shock, uttered a futile warning.

He quickly reacted, sheathing his flying sword. "Pill King Ye, I apologize. I withdraw; I'm a cultivator from God Wind Valley – you can't kill me."

Ye Mo stopped. Hu Jiming, relieved, continued, "Pill King Ye, our sect previously sent a Cauldron Filling State elder to protect you; our relations are excellent. My actions today were rash; please forgive me. I'll compensate you double, until you're satisfied."

Ye Mo sneered. "Is God Wind Valley so powerful? I'm Pill City's lord; I'm not exactly insignificant. You're just an ordinary God Wind Valley cultivator. I've killed Infinity Sect's Yuan Guannan and Ming Wujian, and Lightning Cloud Sect's Tian Aofeng. What's killing another insect from God Wind Valley?"

Hu Jiming was stunned. He'd assumed Ye Mo acted in fury; now, his composure puzzled him.

Suddenly, an intensely vibrant purple ray appeared above his head.