Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Ye Ling roared, word by word, his voice thunderous, stunning everyone around him into a dumbfounded silence.

Mo Zhantian's face turned extremely ugly. He hadn't expected Ye Ling to dare speak to him so audaciously, clearly showing no regard for him.

"I know your three great families have had a hard time, but without my Sacred Dragon Body to help you open the treasure, all you can do is continue to guard here tirelessly. I have no grudges with you, so why must you be so aggressive?"

"Since you insist on fighting this to the death with me, I will naturally accompany you to the end, but before that, please Clan Leader Mo, consider carefully if your three great families can withstand our assaults?"

Ye Ling sneered coldly, the chilling light bursting from his eyes terrified everyone, causing even the clan elders and stewards around him to step back several steps.

"You little bastard, do you really think you can withstand the united front of our three great families?" Mo Yunlong roared angrily, his face twisted in fury.

At that moment, Elder Yan, who had not spoken until now, suddenly laughed, "Haha, Old Mo, let me clarify something, my Yan family will definitely not strike against someone with the Sacred Dragon Body."

"After all, my Yan family has been guarding the Great Wilderness Great Mountain for hundreds of years, and I'm sick of this damned place."

"I want to take advantage of being able to move around and see the bustling cities. I don't want to stay in this godforsaken Great Wilderness Mountain forever."

"As for the Xuan family, you can ask them their thoughts, after all, their family would like to get some fresh air too."

Hearing Elder Yan's words, Mo Zhantian was momentarily stunned, then his gaze shifted to Xuan Yuanfeng, filled with confusion.

Xuan Yuanfeng smiled slightly, "Uncle, this matter is of great importance, I cannot decide on my own, so let's let my father decide."

Hearing Xuan Yuanfeng's words, Mo Zhantian slightly furrowed his brows but said nothing more, nodded, and his gaze once again turned to Ye Ling.

"Kid, I advise you to apologize to Yun Long and Tianqi, and we can let this matter slide, otherwise, I will make you regret it deeply!" Mo Zhantian hummed coldly.

Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, "Apologize? Sorry, Mo Zhantian, your clansman Mo Tianqi insulted my friend first, so I can't apologize!"

"Besides, your clansman Mo Tianqi was disrespectful and tarnished the reputations of Meng Qi and Xiao Yu. If I were to apologize, wouldn't that be letting him off too easily!"

"Moreover, I did not insult him; he debased himself by willingly walking into abuse!" Ye Ling grinned.

Ye Ling's words completely infuriated Mo Zhantian.

Mo Zhantian became furiously enraged in an instant, his eyes bloodshot as he pointed at Ye Ling and burst into curses, "You little punk, don't get too arrogant!"

"If you keep this up, our Mo clan will never spare you!" Mo Zhantian shouted angrily.

"Heh, spare me? I'm standing right here today, show me what you can do!" Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, a fearless expression on his face.

"Good, very good, since you're seeking death, then I'll grant it to you!"

Swish, swish!

Suddenly, Mo Zhantian's eyes burst forth with brilliant light, and in his hands emerged a mass of scarlet flame, a terrifyingly high temperature.

This high temperature was enough to incinerate everything in the world, the terrifying pressure crazily spreading around, making the whole space seem as though it were about to solidify.

And that heart-palpitating high temperature made everyone present involuntarily cover their noses and keep retreating.

A high-ranking Saint!

When Ye Ling sensed the formidable aura of strength emanating from Mo Zhantian, his pupils instantly constricted.

In his heart, he sighed silently, indeed, those who could become ancestors were all fierce characters.

"Ye Ling, I don't care whether you are the body of the holy dragon or not, but as long as you have offended someone from my Mo clan, I will definitely kill you without mercy!"

"Now I offer you a way to live, kneel down immediately and apologize to my clansman Mo Tianqi, and I might spare your life."

"Otherwise, you just wait for me, Mo Zhantian, to personally take your dog's life!" Mo Zhantian roared angrily.

Ye Ling coldly smiled, "Haha, your threats are useless against me. Even if I were to die in battle, I would not submit to you!"

"Good, very good!"

"Then I will let you understand what kind of fate awaits those who offend me, Mo Zhantian. I will make you regret this for the rest of your life!" Mo Zhantian snarled ferociously, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Immediately, Mo Zhantian waved his hand, releasing flames of terrifying temperature which swept directly toward Ye Ling.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, quietly circulating his Spiritual Energy.

Just then, a slightly hunched figure stood directly in front of him; it was Elder Yan!

Elder Yan looked at the incoming flames, his face still expressionless, and with a sweep of his hand, the flames burst apart into debris.

"He is our Yan clan's guest, and moreover the body of the holy dragon. You Mo clan even dare to harm him, do you not care about the face of our two great clans?" Elder Yan's voice rang out deeply, filled with intense authority.

"Elder Yan, are you really willing to fall out with our Mo clan over a foreigner!" Mo Zhantian ground his teeth.

Elder Yan shook his head, his face still devoid of any emotional ripples, as he answered indifferently.

"This matter is Mo Yunlong's fault. He has already broken the rules, and thus he must pay the price. Otherwise, no one will be convinced, and it will just cause more trouble!"

Elder Yan's words were simple, yet they also expressed his stance. He would not change his attitude because of the Mo clan.

Seeing Elder Yan's firm stance, Mo Zhantian's anger surged upwards.

Mo Tianqi is his grandson and also the late-generation he loved the most. Naturally, he was unwilling to let things slide so easily after the young one was bullied.

However, he also knew that Elder Yan was a stubborn person. If he truly angered Elder Yan, he might be the one to suffer, with only his Mo clan bearing the losses in the end.

After much consideration, Mo Zhantian slowly exhaled a turbid breath, a hint of gloom flashing through his eyes, "Fine, since this is your choice, Elder Yan, then don't blame me for not reminiscing about the past."

"Kid, in a few days it should be the day you participate in the test. Remember well that offending my Mo clan is not over yet!" Mo Zhantian coldly shouted.

Ye Ling curled his lip, scoffing disdainfully, "Mo Zhantian, you talk too much pointless nonsense. If you have the ability, just come and kill me. I'll stand right here waiting for you, we'll see who kills whom!"

Mo Zhantian trembled with rage, grinding his teeth, and finally took a deep breath.