Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

"Not good, there's a high-level expert!"

Ye Mo's pupils constricted, and an unprecedented sense of life-and-death crisis surfaced in his heart.

However, before he could make any move, he felt a pain in his neck as a hand suddenly extended from the side, gripping his throat and lifting him into the air.

This hand appeared slender, yet it was as firm as iron pincers. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't budge it in the slightest!

At the same time.

A vast and unstoppable mighty power surged through that hand into Ye Mo's body, instantly sealing all his spiritual power and divine thought.

Reducing him from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator capable of splitting mountains and stones to an ordinary man without the strength to truss a chicken!

Moreover, due to restricted vision, from start to finish, he couldn't even see the opponent's face!

"Who are you? Could it be that you intend to oppose my North Cold Sect?"

Ye Mo found it hard to breathe, his face turning red like a boiled pig liver, yet even so, he remained calm.

Though he usually acted arrogant, in truth, he was meticulous and deeply scheming.

After all, in the deceptive cultivation realm, someone without brains would not have survived until now.

But as he risked having his neck snapped and struggled to turn his head, catching a glimpse of a slightly familiar side profile, his mind went blank with a roaring sound.

The soul of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator is strong, already possessing the ability to remember things at a glance.

Even though he had only seen Lu Yuan from a distance before, he had memorized the other's appearance and features.

Thus he could be sure, the mysterious expert who suddenly appeared on the battlefield before him was definitely Lu Yuan!

But how could this be possible?

Wasn't he chased by more than thirty disciples and supposed to be dead? How could he appear here?

"Could it be those disciples are already..."

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Mo's heart violently twitched, feeling an indescribable terror for the first time.

One must know those were more than thirty elite geniuses of the North Cold Sect!

Each of them had been rigorously tested and carefully selected, and wherever they went, they were enough to become the backbone of other second-tier sects.

Moreover, these elite disciples cooperated seamlessly, and together they could even contend with a Core Formation Cultivator.

It was no exaggeration to say.

They were the future and hope of the North Cold Sect.

Losing any one of them would make the North Cold Sect heartache immensely.

But now, losing more than thirty disciples at once was an unbearable enormous loss for the entire North Cold Sect!

"Was it you who just said I was dead?"

Lu Yuan, clutching Ye Mo's neck, lifted him before himself, his gaze icy cold as if looking at a dead man.

Ye Mo, usually lawless because he had a genius brother, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave when meeting Lu Yuan's gaze, as if all the blood in his body had frozen!

Because he saw no emotional fluctuation in Lu Yuan's cold indifferent eyes.

Just like the high-above Heavenly Dao overlooking all beings, devoid of any emotion or sentiment!

"Stop! Let go of Senior Brother Ye Mo quickly!"

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Originally, everyone thought the Medicine Buddha Sect and others were doomed today, but who knew the battle situation would suddenly reverse.

As the backbone of the North Cold Sect, Ye Mo unexpectedly became someone else's captive in the blink of an eye?

Moreover, this person moved freely across the battlefield, as if in a place without people, capturing the opponent's leader amidst thousands of troops.

Such strength and means, looking across the entire Southern Domain, probably few can achieve!

"Isn't this person the Inheritance Disciple Lu Yuan of the Medicine Buddha Sect? How did he come, and control Ye Mo instantly?"

"Ye Mo may have average talent, but his strength is real Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm, let alone he has various magical artifacts and secret techniques protecting him."

"Not to mention Foundation Establishment Cultivator, even if a Core Formation Cultivator came, they might not catch him so easily."

"It seems the rumors are true, Lu Yuan's qualification and talent surpass Ye Chen!"

"Medicine Buddha Sect indeed found a good seedling, with such a person, why worry that the sect would not thrive? Haha, it seems the Southern Domain's structure is about to change."

Everyone looked at the young figure standing in the center of the battlefield with complex expressions.

"Is it Senior Brother Lu Yuan?"

And Lin Xuan, who was seriously injured, and others, also showed faces of disbelief when they saw Lu Yuan.

They originally thought Lu Yuan lacked the virtues for his position and showed no sense of sect honor, unworthy of the Inheritance Disciple's identity and status.

But who knew in the end it was Lu Yuan who, at the critical moment, saved all their lives!

"Boohoo, we're sorry, it was we who misjudged Senior Brother Lu Yuan."

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Lu Yuan's timely intervention, we would all have died here!"

"Please, Senior Brother Lu Yuan, enhance our Medicine Buddha Sect's might!"

Many surviving disciples of the Medicine Buddha Sect shouted hoarsely.

Yet hearing these impassioned words, Lu Yuan's gaze remained indifferent, his expression unchanged.

The reason he acted against Ye Mo was merely to avenge the pursuit by the North Cold Sect.

As for the lives of the Medicine Buddha Sect disciples, it had nothing to do with him.

After all, whether it was the North Cold Sect or the Medicine Buddha Sect, in his eyes, they were all a bunch of parasites.

Who lives or dies, it doesn't matter at all.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yuan, it's my fault; I'm willing to apologize and compensate for all your sect's losses. Let's call it even, shall we?"

Ye Mo's heart trembled violently, yet he still forced calm upon himself.

Of course, he was afraid, but he wasn't worried that Lu Yuan dared to kill him.

Because his brother was the first genius in the Southern Domain, within a hundred years he could become the strongest in the Southern Domain.

With this relationship, even if a Divinity Transformation Ancestor wanted to deal with him, they had to consider whether they could bear Ye Chen's wrath in the future.

Not only him, but also all the cultivators present, including Lin Xuan and others who hated Ye Mo to the bone, thought the same.

One must know that it is Ye Chen!

With his strength alone, he suppressed the young generation of the Southern Domain, causing countless sect leaders headaches, a rare genius of the ages.

If Lu Yuan dared to kill Ye Chen's brother, it would surely bring a great disaster!

"Interesting, Ye Mo actually conceded. Is the sun rising from the west today?"

Sun Hong looked at this scene with great interest.

"Friend, that's enough. Even if you're not afraid of the North Cold Sect, you should consider the weight of the words Ye Chen?"

Geniuses from other forces persuaded one after another.

Whether it's the North Cold Sect or the Medicine Buddha Sect, they are existences not to be offended.

Once such giants mobilize their sects for a deadly war, for most small forces, it's a calamity.

"Release him, or bear the consequences!"

The people from the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, who were watching on the side all along, couldn't help but warn at this moment.

Everyone knew Ye Chen's talent was unparalleled, as the first genius of the Southern Domain.

But their contemporary Saintess of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons was also a celestial pride with a natural poison body!

Moreover, after many discussions between the ancestors of the two sects, they decided to unite and intended to marry the Saintess to Ye Chen!

Precisely because of this.

Ye Mo, as an inner sect disciple of the North Cold Sect, could cultivate the Supreme Poison Skill of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

If they stood by and watched Ye Mo be killed, not only would the marriage blow over, but the North Cold Sect might even turn against them!

Therefore, whether for sect interests or personal relationships, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons absolutely could not let Ye Mo die in front of them!

Hearing many forces standing up for him, Ye Mo finally regained some confidence: "Lu Yuan, as long as you let me go..."

Yet before he could be happy, he suddenly found the strength with which Lu Yuan gripped his neck growing stronger.

Making his eyes bulge, his brain deprived of oxygen, even breathing became extremely difficult!

"In my eyes, your so-called unparalleled celestial pride is nothing more than a joke."

As soon as the words fell.

Lu Yuan suddenly exerted force with his hand.

With a 'crack', right in front of everyone, he directly snapped Ye Mo's neck!