Chapter 4

Ye Mo's divine consciousness swept out, and his tone suddenly turned cold and stern, "If the other races want to invade our Holy Dao Realm, come on up. The human race of the Holy Dao Realm has never feared any invasion. If you want to leave the battlefield, immediately move aside and prepare the compensation."

Even if Ye Mo hadn't said this, the smaller races were already in a panic and starting to retreat. Now that Ye Mo had spoken, almost all the smaller races, except for the Sea Race, were retreating with their warships at an accelerated speed. In a short time, in the vast expanse of space outside the Holy Dao Realm, only the Sea Race warships remained, isolated and alone.

The Sea Race had more Dao Yuan Holy Emperors than the human race, and even a half-step Hunyuan Holy Emperor, but Ye Mo did not point this out, and Luo Qinghe did not ask. He believed that Ye Mo must have a deeper meaning, and what he needed to do now was to destroy all the Sea Race warships that had invaded.

Luo Qinghe turned and loudly said to the millions of human cultivators behind him, "I believe everyone heard what the Sect Master just said. Our human race does not invade any other race, but no other race should think of invading us. The Sea Race has invaded our Holy Dao Realm time and time again, killing countless human cultivators. I, Luo Qinghe, hereby declare that blood debts must be repaid with blood. Kill..."

As Luo Qinghe shouted the word "kill," countless human cultivators rushed out of the Holy Dao Realm's protective array, riding warships and various flying magical treasures, charging towards the Sea Race warships. Ding Jie led the charge, unleashing his magical treasures and plunging into the Sea Race.

Everyone understood Ye Mo's meaning. For the human race to grow and become stronger, to protect the Holy Dao Realm, they must undergo the baptism of blood. Without this, relying solely on Sect Master Ye, the human race would never truly return to the ranks of the great cosmic races.

Ye Mo issued the battle declaration, and the human cultivators did not hesitate to charge out. Only then did the Sea Race cultivators panic. Previously, they had been overwhelming their opponents, but now the tide had turned, and their momentum was being suppressed by the human cultivators.

Tao Pu, seeing that Ye Mo was serious, said sternly, "We have more Dao Yuan Holy Emperors than the human race. I don't believe we can't defeat them. The Sea Race is not a race to be trifled with."

As he said this, he had already forced himself to forget about Ye Mo. The Sea Race had more Dao Yuan Holy Emperors than the human race, and not just by a small margin. But could Ye Mo stand by and watch the Sea Race's Dao Yuan Holy Emperors slaughter the human race?

When the people around and the combatants like Luo Qinghe saw the Sea Race's Dao Yuan Holy Emperors and half-step Hunyuan Holy Emperors' strength involuntarily decline, and even be slain by the human race's Dao Yuan Holy Emperors, they understood Ye Mo's meaning.

Indeed, Ye Mo would not stand by and watch the Sea Race's Dao Yuan Holy Emperors run rampant. He did not give these Sea Race Dao Yuan Holy Emperors any chance. He only restrained the Dao Yuan Holy Emperors and half-step Hunyuan Holy Emperors. As for the other Sea Race cultivators, Ye Mo did not take action.

For the human race to develop, it was clearly not a one-man job. In the long river of time, such events might often occur, and he could not always be there for the human race. The human race, just as it was re-emerging, also needed the baptism of blood.

Cultivation itself was a path filled with thorns. If the human race could not win under such advantageous conditions, then the human race indeed deserved to decline.

Millions of cultivators were in battle, countless warships entangled, the glow of magical treasures, the explosions of divine essence, and the flying blood mists formed a tragic scene of a great battlefield. At every moment, countless cultivators fell, warships disintegrated, and countless magical treasures were seized.

Ye Mo was secretly alarmed. The human race's combat strength was indeed inferior to the Sea Race. This was already with him restraining the Sea Race's Dao Yuan Holy Emperors and the human race outnumbering the Sea Race by a large margin, giving them some advantage. If he had not appeared, the Holy Dao Realm would have been annihilated by the combined forces of the various races in the shortest time possible.

There were millions of cultivators in battle, but even more were watching.

Seeing the Sea Race's cultivators and warships dwindling, although the human race also lost many cultivators, their advantage became increasingly evident. All the spectators knew that the Sea Race's invading warships and cultivators would be completely annihilated, with no survivors.

Indeed, under the overwhelming attack of the human race, in just half a day, the Sea Race's invading cultivators were completely annihilated, with not a single survivor. The human race's warships and participating cultivators, after clearing the battlefield, quickly retreated to the Ship God Dock under Luo Qinghe's lead.

Millions of spectators were silent. The human race of the Holy Dao Realm was not actually strong, but they had a powerful Hunyuan Holy Emperor, Ye Mo.

This time, the invaders were not just one race but over a dozen. Yet, Ye Mo had let the other races go and alone annihilated the Sea Race.

The reason Ye Mo wanted to destroy the Sea Race was simple. The Sea Race had not only provoked the human race of the Holy Dao Realm multiple times but had also invaded the Holy Dao Realm with warships, killing many human cultivators. This time, when the Sea Race invaded again, Ye Mo decisively annihilated all the Sea Race cultivators and warships, clearly a warning.

The spectators from the various races were secretly alarmed. If they had joined the Sea Race's first invasion of the human race of the Holy Dao Realm, their fate might have been the same as the Sea Race.

From a distance, the Dragon Race's Ao Xing teng sighed, "If Wendeshui knew what would happen today, he might regret the order he gave back then."

Everyone around understood what Ao Xing teng meant. Wendeshui had given an order during the Dragon Race's participation in Ao Xi's Hunyuan Grand Ceremony, requiring the Sea Race to retreat from their attack on the Holy Dao Realm.

Ao Xing teng's meaning was that if Wendeshui had not given that order, the Holy Dao Realm would have been destroyed back then.

Ao Kui sneered, "Wendeshui won't regret it. He should be glad he gave that order."

After hearing Ao Kui's words, Ao Xing teng immediately understood the Dragon Race's Holy Lord's meaning. If Wendeshui had not given the order, the Holy Dao Realm would indeed have been destroyed. But once Ye Mo returned and saw the Holy Dao Realm destroyed, the Sea Race would not have been able to survive either. The Sea Race would not have just lost a million cultivators but the entire race.

With Ye Mo in the Holy Dao Realm, it would eventually recover. But if the Sea Race was destroyed, it would be completely eradicated from the universe.

After Luo Qinghe led the human cultivators to retreat, Ye Mo directly stepped forward and loudly said, "Fellow Hunyuan cultivators, Dao Yuan Holy Emperors leading the various races, if you do not mind, I would like to invite you to the Holy Dao Sect for a cup of immortal tea."

Ye Mo had just annihilated a million Sea Race cultivators, and now he was inviting the various races' Hunyuan Holy Emperors. Not a single Hunyuan Holy Emperor refused. Not to mention that many races were now in a panic and owed the Holy Dao Realm countless divine crystals and divine spirit veins, even the neutral ones did not dare to refuse Ye Mo's face.

The Hunyuan Holy Emperors and leading Dao Yuan Holy Emperors of the various races all ordered their cultivators and warships to retreat, and greeted Ye Mo with great humility, entering the Holy Dao Realm through the Ship God Dock.

Seeing the Hunyuan Holy Emperors and peak Dao Yuan Holy Emperors of the various races follow Sect Master Ye Mo of the Holy Dao Sect into the Holy Dao Realm, some of the older cultivators were visibly moved. They gathered together, rejoicing in the prosperity of the Holy Dao Realm.

Xuyue Holy Dao's Zhu Wenmao was especially moved. He had witnessed the Holy Dao Realm's prosperity and decline, and now he was witnessing its re-emergence.

Lei Yuehe understood Zhu Wenmao's thoughts. She gripped his hand and said, "If it weren't for Sect Master Ye, we wouldn't be together."

Zhu Wenmao nodded forcefully, "That's right. Not only would the Divine Female Holy Sect not allow us to be together, but even the enemies of Xuyue Holy Dao would not allow us to rebuild it."

After a pause, he added, "Rebuilding Xuyue Holy Dao is one thing, but Sect Master Ye not only repaired the Holy Dao Realm but also made it prosperous and thriving again. Even when the Holy Dao Realm had five Hunyuan Holy Emperors, it was not as prosperous and dignified as it is today."

Several older cultivators, hearing Zhu Wenmao's words, gathered around and echoed his sentiments. Back then, the Holy Dao Realm had five Hunyuan Holy Emperors, but it was not stable. Not only were there internal struggles among the five Hunyuan Holy Emperors, but the Holy Dao Realm did not have the status it has today among the various cosmic races.

The Hunyuan Holy Emperors of the various races would not have shown such respect and courtesy to the human race's Sect Master Ye as they do today. Only now did they truly believe that the Holy Dao Realm was about to rise again.

(Congratulations to the third alliance leader for adding more chapters. Our book is still not in the library, and it can't even be found on Qidian, nor has it received any official recommendations. We are in a tough spot. I request that book friends give me a recommendation ticket and a collection to help us climb the charts.)

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