Strongest Abandoned Son

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Brother Pan frowned and said, "Theoretically Ye Mo will be killed for sure, but why do I have a strange feeling?"

"Brother Pan, you're right. Although Ye Mo is enveloped in the red band, he can protect himself - at least for now. It looks like he's having trouble, but if Han Bu makes any mistakes he will be in danger too. But with his abstruse immortal tertiary stage power, he should've experienced quite some battles. It's not very likely for him to make a mistake, so Ye Mo is dead for sure." The great unity immortal nodded.

The other immortal nodded in agreement. "This Ye Mo must have experienced a lot of battles to be able to stay alive despite having weaker immortal essence and spirit sense than his opponent. He's no simple character."

"Hehe, let's see if he can survive this barrage of attacks. If he makes one mistake, he is finished today," the great unity immortal said.

"But the possibility you mentioned exists. If Han Bu makes one mistake, he might be ambushed by Ye Mo," Brother Pan said.

Ye Mo was having a hard time right now, but not to stay alive. If he really wanted to fight, ten Han Bus would be dead.

But he had to endure it as he felt two spirit senses watching him from beyond the square. These two spirit senses were on par with his spirit sense. Clearly they belonged to great unity immortals.

Usually, great unity immortal rarely lived at low grade decks. Even if they did, they would soon move to the middle deck. Even if they didn't move, they wouldn't come and watch mere abstruse immortal battles. This meant that these two great unity immortals were probably the managers of the ship.

Thus, he didn't dare to expose his real strength at all.

The battle turned into a stalemate. Most immortals thought Ye Mo was dead for sure, but half an hour had passed and the red sea was still ravaging, meaning that Ye Mo wasn't dead.

Han Bu attacked with full power but he found that many times he was about to kill Ye Mo yet he was fine. Did he really have such power? Thinking that Ye Mo might really not be scared of him, Han Bu was shook. If Ye Mo was waiting for him to use up his immortal essence and spirit sense and then attack, he would be finished.

Just when he lost his focus, he felt his body go cold. Not good, before he could release his shield, he felt his dantian go cold. He thought of how Xu Bucheng died and realized he was now in the same predicament.

"You…" Han Bu was much smarter than Xu Bucheng and instantly realized that Ye Mo was acting weak and purposely fought with him for a long while.

Ye Mo seemed to know what he thought and sound transmissioned to him coldly, "You guessed right, thanks for the storage ring delivery…"

"No, I can go to the refinery deck…" Han Bu really wanted to say this but Ye Mo wasn't going to give him the opportunity. Zi Xu twisted and his essence spirit dissipated. Han Bu knew he was done for.

The ravaging blood sea fell down and turned back into the red band.

The next moment, the stage was dead silent. Ye Mo suddenly killed Han Bu, what was going on?

"What happened?" the great unity immortal manager asked in shock. He knew Ye Mo had a chance to win, but that chance was close to zero, yet now Ye Mo really won.

The Pan immortal sighed. "Just as I guessed, if Han Bu lost focus for just the slightest moment, he would be killed by Ye Mo."

If Ye Mo heard this he might go up and shake his hand and say, "You really know me well, thanks for appreciating my act."

The great unity immortal frowned, he felt this was strange but he saw the battle with his own eyes.

The stage fell silent for a few seconds before the audience bursting out into a clamor.

Xia Jingdao's face was pale like paper. He was the weakest amongst the three, and now the two people stronger than him were killed how could he stay alive if he went up? He really regretted following them now.

While he was still worried, Ye Mo suddenly looked coldly at him. "Xia Jingdao, it's your turn. Hurry up and fight, after the fight I'm going to the middle grade deck to buy things."

Xia JIngdao shivered.

"Hehe, go up and die," many immortals said.

Xia Jingdao quickly said, "I admit defeat, I'll give my storage ring and go to the refinery ore."

There was only life and death in the arena, but if one person was willing to forfeit his storage ring and go to the refinery ore, then his opponent could choose to let him go.

Xia Jingdao quickly handed his storage ring to Zhen Bingyu and looked at Ye Mo.

"Piss off!" Ye Mo couldn't be bothered with killing such a person. There were two great unity immortals watching him, his fights didn't feel satisfying.

"Yes, I'll piss off." Xia JIngdao quickly fled. Everyone knew he was finished. An abstruse immortal middle stage without a storage ring could only go to the ore refinery and would never be able to get out.

When Ye Mo got off the stage and carried Zhen Bingyu again, the nearby immortals were all fearful of him and moved aside.

At this place, power was respect. If you had power, people would respect you. Without power, even if you made friends with everyone here, you would find you were by yourself when trouble occurred.

Seeing Ye Mo carry Zhen Bingyu out, Wu Licong was still in shock. He completely didn't expect Ye Mo to be this powerful.

"Brother Ye, you're powerful indeed," Lan Disheng raised his thumb and said.

Ye Mo nodded. "Thanks for supporting me brother Lan. I'm going to leave the lower deck and go to the middle deck to do some business there. If I can survive, brother Lan can come to me."

"Huh…" Lan Disheng was dazed. Ye Mo's foresight was much higher than his. He was planning to hide in his room for a few years.

"Brother Lan, I heard that even if you don't go out of the room they will collect immortal crystals from you. You need to be prepared," Ye Mo reminded.

Lan Disheng's face looked bad. "I've heard about this and that's why I wanted to find you and the others and discuss what to do."

Then he sighed. "One can't survive in the lower deck indeed. More than 70% will go to ore refinery. It's correct that you want to go to the middle deck. You go first, I'll discuss with the rest and might follow after a while."

"Okay, in that case I will say goodbye for now," Ye Mo said and quickly left the arena with Zhen Bingyu. He felt that offending that marketplace manager wasn't a good thing. He wanted to leave here as soon as possible.