Ye Hongyu's calm voice was heard in the dim Divine Hall of Judgment. She looked at Hierarch Xiong Chumo and slowly lifted her right hand from the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade, just like a ship leaving a southern port.
"Then, let's do it."
There was no fear in her beautiful eyes. Her calm emotions revealed a strong self-confidence and an indomitable determination. Even this hopeless battle could not make her feel any despair.
The Hierarch, Zhao Nanhai, and the middle-aged priest stood at three different corners of the hall, looking at her in silence. Such a powerful team had no reason to doubt themselves. Even if the woman beside the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade was Yu Lian, they were confident that they could take her down. But they still had to be cautious.
Because tonight their opponent was the youngest Great Divine Priest of Judgment in the history of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. She was probably the best fighter in the Peach Mountain in the past thousand years. She would not win, but she would not lose so easily.
Ye Hongyu's hand left the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade. The dim light in the hall changed as if thousands of rays of light were picked up by her fingers like a spider web. The moonlight and starlight outside the hall refracted beautifully. The space in the hall was about half the height of a person, and there seemed to be an ocean of stars.
She stood quietly in the starlight, as holy and beautiful as a virgin in the Divine Kingdom.
As her hand moved, the ocean of stars gradually floated up. The moonlight and starlight refracted more and more intensely. Finally, they arched and formed a geometric shape of light.
It was a combination of sharp lines. It was a sword.
She held a sword made of light. The surface of the sword was as smooth as clear lake water. The surface of the sword reflected the blood-red Robe of Judgment, as if there was a red fish swimming in it.
It was an illusory sword, but it was real. It was her Taoist Sword.
Outside the hall, a gust of wind blew. The snowflakes danced in the air, making the moonlight and starlight restless. The wind poured into the hall through the balcony and touched the sword in her hand, waking up the red fish in the sword.
Ye Hongyu woke up.
Her clothes were the first thing that woke her up.
The blood-red Divine Robe of Judgment trembled slightly, like a red flower in the morning that had absorbed too much dew.
The red flower trembled slightly. She appeared in front of Zhao Nanhai dozens of feet away.
Her first attack was on Zhao Nanhai.
Maybe it was because the Great Divine Priest from the South Sea was the weakest among the three.
Zhao Nanhai was at the peak of the Knowing Destiny State, but he was still relatively weak.
This fact could only make people feel even more hopeless.
Tonight's battle in the Divine Hall of Judgment was a real battle between the strongest.
For her, it was a losing battle.
But she still wanted to give it a try, because she was not used to giving up before the battle was over. Just like what she had told Ning Que many years ago, since they were going to fight, they had to win.
Ye Hongyu floated in the Sea of Stars like a bloody flower. She did not think of anything but victory. She was so focused that it was terrifying. Her picturesque eyes were like mountains and rivers. Her black hair was like a waterfall and she wore a divine crown that was as heavy as mountains and rivers. As the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, she carried the mountains and rivers with her.
A green mountain and a stream of water came from the night sky.
Even with Zhao Nanhai's cultivation base and Daoist Heart, he could not help but feel shocked.
Zhao Nanhai wanted to evade, but his feet were rooted to the smooth floor of the Daoist Hall like they were made of iron. He was very calm and knew that he could not evade. He could not even think about it.
Ye Hongyu chose him to evade for a moment.
Zhao Nanhai could not evade or retreat. Because if he did, he would leave an escape route for Ye Hongyu.
Tonight was a battle between the strongest cultivators of Haotian Taoism. They could not afford to leave an escape route.
They could not leave an escape route. They could not leave an escape route, not only for the enemy but also for themselves.
Looking at the mountains and rivers falling from the night sky and the beautiful woman in the painting of mountains and rivers, Zhao Nanhai's expression became extremely determined. His taoist robe was set ablaze in the cold wind.
He was the current Great Divine Priest of the South Sea. He had inherited the legacy of the Great Divine Priest of Light from 600 years ago. He had cultivated the most profound West-Hill Divine Skills and was burning the purest Haotian Divine Flame.
He burned himself and turned himself into a candle, illuminating the dark Taoist Hall.
Ye Hongyu came in front of him and entered the world of light.
She held the virtual sword made of light and looked calm. She did not stab out.
Her divine robe fluttered and looked a little pale under the light. She entered the world of light just like a vermilion bird, diving into the forest without hesitation.
The world of light and the burning forest were filled with horrible killing intent.
Would the vermilion bird's feathers be burnt? Would the flower of blood bloom?
Ye Hongyu looked indifferent. She did not care because she was also burning.
Endless Haotian Divine Flame gushed out from her body and penetrated the bloody Divine Robe of Judgment. It broke through Zhao Nanhai's Haotian Divine Flame and swept across the forest.
The forest was burning. The vermilion bird in the forest also started burning. It spread its wings in the night sky and spat out flames. Countless sparks splashed on the stone walls.
The petals of the flower of blood turned into transparent flames. It was chilling and horrible!
West-Hill Divine Skills against West-Hill Divine Skills!
Haotian Divine Flame against Haotian Divine Flame!
She was the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, but she was also the Tao Addict who knew everything!
She had learned the West-Hill Divine Skills since she was young. How could she be unfamiliar with the Haotian Divine Flame?
Who was more powerful, her Divine Skill or Zhao Nanhai's?
They were both at the peak of the Knowing Destiny State. They were both powerful Divine Skills. One was old and ruthless, while the other was young and powerful. If it were any other time, there would be no answer.
But tonight was special. Zhao Nanhai was here to kill. He would not risk his life, no matter how determined he looked. Ye Hongyu was burning her soul and life, even though she was expressionless.
The Divine Hall of Judgement shone brightly, and the temperature suddenly rose. The tables and chairs engraved with flowers instantly turned into ashes, and even the Black Jade Throne began to emit green smoke.
The Hierarch looked serious and took a step into the battlefield.
The middle-aged priest lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking.
Suddenly, a howl came from the blazing sea of Divine Flame.
The howl was clear and sharp. It sounded like a bird, a legendary bird.
Xiong Chumo's expression changed again.
The middle-aged priest still lowered his head. His face was illuminated by the Haotian Divine Flame and looked serious.
Sparks flew and the flames split. A path appeared in the sea of fire. A blood-red phoenix flew out from the depths of the sea. As soon as it spread its wings, the Divine Hall started to burn.
There was no real phoenix in the Divine Hall of Judgment. There was only the purest and most solemn Haotian Divine Flame. She flew in front of the Divine Flame like a proud and violent phoenix.
The light dimmed and Zhao Nanhai appeared on the ground. His face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was badly injured. He looked at the phoenix with admiration and sympathy.
The youngest judge in the history of Haotian Taoism was unbelievably powerful. However, she had to die because she was so powerful. The more powerful she was, the more Haotian Taoism would not allow her to live.
Zhao Nanhai was defeated and injured in this contest of Divine Skills. But Ye Hongyu did not achieve her goal. Zhao Nanhai did not step aside and she was still in the battlefield.
She did not defeat Zhao Nanhai, the weakest one, at the beginning. It was a pity that she could not leave. But there was no sign of regret on her face.
Or maybe it was because Zhao Nanhai was not her real target.
The fire of Haotian's Divine Flame that burned the stone walls made her graceful body heat up a little.
Or maybe it was just a warm-up.
Under the cover of the raging sacred flame, she came to Xiong Chumo at an incredible speed in the hall and in the chaos of light.
Or maybe this was her goal.
In the deepest part of her eyes, there were countless stars vanishing. It was hard to see what she was thinking.
Her right hand holding the sword was hidden in the blood-red Gown of Judgment. It was hard to see if it was stiff or not.
She was holding a virtual sword in her hand, which was also her natal Taoist Sword. She did not use her sword when fighting against Zhao Nanhai. Now that she was here, would she use her sword or not?
The next moment, her sword … was still in the scabbard. The sword and the scabbard were both fake and real. The next moment, the scabbard was gone and the sword appeared in front of her. She used her sword!
An extremely sharp sword style was generated in the bright Taoist Temple. It tore the air in the temple. The sword style that stood at the peak of the Five States was about to tear the space apart!
Her sudden and decisive turn in the air was unimaginably fast. This sword will was even faster. Even Liu Bai and Jun Mo at their peak could only be as fast as this.
In front of the sword intent, if it was any other expert, they would probably be cut into two by the sword.
But the one she was going to kill was the master of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. It was difficult.
Xiong Chumo looked serious. His pupils shrunk to the size of black beans. He had been prepared since she left the sea of fire. When the sword style came to him, he had already reached his hands into the night sky.
The night sky was dark. There was no light.
But the Divine Kingdom was right there.
Facing a dangerous enemy like Ye Hongyu, Xiong Chumo did not hesitate to use his strongest move.
It was also the key to victory.
An extremely powerful force, a force that didn't belong to the human world, came from the depths of the night sky, from the Divine Kingdom, across tens of thousands of miles, through countless clouds and mountains, and poured into his body.
Tianqi.
Ye Hongyu's sword was already at the peak of the Five States. It was only a hair's breadth away from the sky.
But Xiong Chumo's state had surpassed the Five States. It came from the sky.
Even if it was only a hair's breadth away, it was still a distance that was hard to cross.
Xiong Chumo's thin and short body suddenly became extremely mighty and huge, like a Heavenly God.
In his body, there seemed to be an endless amount of power surging and boiling.
He reached out his right palm and slapped at Ye Hongyu.
The child-like palm swayed like a cattail leaf fan in the process of breaking the wind.
The huge fan-like palm grabbed the throat of the fire phoenix.
In the dazzling white Divine Light, the fire phoenix screeched shrilly.
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(Although it was difficult to write, it was a very good start. Happy holidays and interesting life. See you tomorrow.)
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