In tonight's battle, Ye Hongyu would first fight Zhao Nanhai, then the Hierarch, and finally the middle-aged priest. It was an arrogant choice, even if she was the arrogant Ye Hongyu. Because the three of them were too powerful, so powerful that she had no confidence to defeat any one of them. Her arrogance seemed ridiculous and hopeless.
But what kind of person was Ye Hongyu? How could she do such a ridiculous thing? She did not know the meaning of hopelessness. Then what was the purpose of her three consecutive attacks?
Yes, from the beginning until now, her goal had never changed! She had never thought of running away. She had never thought of leaving the Divine Hall of Judgment! Not only did she not run away, she even wanted to catch the middle-aged priest!
She wanted to exchange the middle-aged priest's life for another one! Undoubtedly, it was an arrogant idea, or even a gamble. But she did it, because she did not care about her own life, because she wanted that life!
Because she had the Confinement.
She did not have the right time for tonight's battle, because Haotian had abandoned her. She did not have the right people, because the Abbey Dean had abandoned her. But she had the geographical advantage.
The geographical advantage was where her feet were standing.
She was standing on a smooth stone floor.
She was in the Divine Hall of Judgment.
She was the Divine Hall of Judgment.
Tonight, she turned the solemn Divine Hall into a Confinement.
The Confinement was no longer the most powerful Taoism in the Divine Hall of Judgment.
It had become a real prison.
The former Great Divine Priest of Judgment had used the Confinement to lock the former Great Divine Priest of Light for over a decade.
Tonight, she was going to imprison the middle-aged Daoist and suppress him.
The middle-aged priest looked solemn. The Natural Stream Magical Finger disappeared. He waved his sleeves, and the purest and most authentic Taoism Xuangong fell on the light screen.
The light screen rose from the ground, stained with blood. It was the Confinement itself.
His sleeves were like hammers, smashing the air above the Divine Hall of Judgment. But the light screen was not shaken at all.
Seeing this, the middle-aged Daoist's expression became even more solemn.
Zhao Nanhai and the Hierarch looked even more terrible. They rushed over.
They finally understood Ye Hongyu's plan. Naturally, they could not let her have her way. They had to break the Confinement before it was formed. If she really locked the middle-aged priest in the Confinement, the outcome of the night would be unpredictable.
Xiong Chumo's chest and abdomen sunk in. Thunders came out slowly. The majestic force came from the sky and landed on him. Then it went out along with the thunders and bombarded the Confinement!
Zhao Nanhai followed closely behind. His expression was solemn and his palms were soft and gentle. Haotian's Divine Flame once again burned fiercely as if it was trying to melt the Confinement Formation at the bottom of the hall.
Naturally, the middle-aged Taoist in the Confinement Formation would not wait to be killed. He looked at the night sky with a solemn expression. His hands that had retracted the Natural Stream Magical Finger changed into several shapes in front of him, fluttering like butterflies!
Three unimaginably powerful forces appeared in three different forms and landed on Ye Hongyu's body and the Confinement array almost at the same time.
Countless beams of light came and instantly lit up every corner of the Divine Hall of Judgment. The Confinement array was clearly illuminated. It was as if there were countless suns in the dark hall.
When the light was at its peak, it was darkness that blinded everyone. Ye Hongyu, who was in the center of the light, and the other three people could no longer see anything. They could only sense their surroundings.
The wounds on Ye Hongyu's naked body became more and more numerous. Her blood flowed faster and faster. She looked at the middle-aged priest in the Confinement expressionlessly. Even though she could not see him, she still stared at him.
The blood dripped onto the ground and flowed along the cracks, awakening the soul that had been hidden in the Divine Hall of Judgment for countless years. The Confinement array that was attacked by the three people did not break. Instead, it became even stronger.
At a certain moment, a solemn shout seemed to ring out from the depths of the extremely bright light.
The Confinement array was finally formed.
She finally succeeded in turning the Divine Hall of Judgment into the Confinement. She trapped the most powerful enemy and protected herself. Perhaps it was a kind of self-confinement, but she was willing to do it.
At that moment, the middle-aged priest stopped the Butterfly Sanshou and slowly raised his head. The light dimmed and he saw Ye Hongyu who was covered in blood. Then two streams of blood flowed out from his eyes.
In an instant, he was severely injured under the suppression of the Confinement array.
But he was still calm.
So was Ye Hongyu.
Her upper body was bare, and her beautiful curves were completely exposed to the night sky, to the moon and stars in the night sky, and to the people in the Night Hall, but her expression was very calm.
She let go of the hilt of her sword. Since the beginning, she had used her Taoist Sword twice and failed to hurt Xiong Chumo and the middle-aged priest. But now, she did not need to use her sword anymore.
Xiong Chumo and Zhao Nanhai stopped.
Because the Confinement array was formed. She could kill the middle-aged priest with a single thought.
The middle-aged priest looked at Ye Hongyu quietly through the screen of light. He was silent for a long time. His expression was mixed with admiration, solemnity, and pity.
"It's meaningless." He said.
Ye Hongyu said, "Xiong Chumo and Zhao Nanhai are just two dogs. It's meaningless to take their lives. But Uncle … you are different. The Abbey Dean wants you alive."
The middle-aged priest looked at her and said with pity, "Even so, it's too late now. Long Qing should have taken action in the Kingdom of Song. Even if the Abbey Dean wants me alive, it's meaningless."
Hearing this, Ye Hongyu was silent.
"And … you can't trap me."
The middle-aged priest put his hand into his chest and sighed, "So, it's meaningless."
Ye Hongyu looked at his hand and raised her eyebrows. She said, "You can't break the Confinement."
"When Wei Guangming betrayed Peach Mountain, he said, 'I have a bright heart. How can the Confinement trap me?' I'm not as powerful as the Elder of Light. Your Confinement is more powerful than the previous one. But it still can't trap me. "
When the middle-aged priest's hand reappeared, there was a book in his hand.
No one knew what the book was made of. It was not crushed by the collision of auras in such a horrifying battle. It was hard to tell if it was new or old, but it gave off a mysterious aura.
Looking at the book in his hand, the middle-aged priest hesitated and felt regretful.
Ye Hongyu vaguely guessed the origin of the book. Her expression changed suddenly.
"After staying in the Confinement for a long time, I return to nature."
The middle-aged priest finally made up his mind and recited slowly.
As he recited, the book in his hand slowly turned to a page.
The first page of the book was flipped open, and the page was instantly burned to ashes.
A tremendous power, which was very similar to the power of Tian Qi, burst out from the disappearing page and bombarded the Confinement Formation. However, it was even more real than Tian Qi's!
With a loud bang, the Confinement trembled slightly.
Looking at the scene and sensing the magical power in the book, Ye Hongyu knew that her guess was right. Her expression changed and she said coldly, "How dare you use the Tomes of Arcane as a weapon!"
Yes, the book in the middle-aged priest's hand was the Tomes of Arcane!
The Arcane Tome of the Fall!
One page fell and the world was shocked!
Not to mention the Confinement.
Ye Hongyu spread her arms. The Divine Robe of Judgment and her black hair danced wildly in the wind.
She was going to use the Confinement of the Divine Hall of Judgment to fight against the Tomes of Arcane!
The middle-aged priest's expression was very serious. He realized that one page of the Tomes of Arcane was not enough to break the Confinement.
So the Tomes of Arcane continued to burn!
The pages of the Arcane Tome of the Fall fell to ash one by one.
It was as if an endless amount of the most primitive power was released and attacked the Night Hall in all directions!
The middle-aged priest looked at the Arcane Tome of the Fall in his hand. He looked more and more pained.
Who could bear to destroy the Tomes of Arcane with their own hands?
The battle between the Confinement and the Tomes of Arcane continued.
The pages of the Arcane Tome of the Fall were burning. The Divine Hall of Judgment kept shaking. Countless cracks appeared on the stone walls and pebbles fell, as if an earthquake was about to happen.
The battle had entered the most horrifying moment. The people on Peach Mountain were finally awakened by the Hierarch Tianqi and the huge commotion.
Tens of thousands of Divine Priests and deacons stood on the peaks and in front of the Taoist temples. They looked at the black and solemn temple on the edge of the cliff and watched it totter under the night sky. Their faces were extremely pale.
They were panic-stricken and speechless. They were confused and did not know what to do.
With a loud bang, the southeast corner of the Divine Hall of Judgment collapsed!
Countless pebbles shot up. Many peach branches were broken. Countless divine priests and deacons knelt down in tears. They did not dare to raise their heads or make a sound.
The Divine Hall of Judgment was filled with smoke and dust.
Xiong Chumo stood outside the battlefield with a complicated expression.
This was the battle between the Arcane Tome of the Fall and the Divine Hall of Judgment. It was a microcosm of the battle between Haotian and Taoism. Even with his power, it was difficult for him to join the battle.
It seemed to be a long time, but in fact, it was very short.
The Arcane Tome of the Fall burned half of its pages in the hands of the middle-aged priest.
Finally, the Confinement was broken.
The Divine Hall of Judgment seemed to collapse the next moment.
Ye Hongyu was forced back to the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade by the power of the Arcane Tome.
Her face was pale, but her expression was still indifferent.
The Divine Hall of Judgment was silent for a long time.
The middle-aged priest, Xiong Chumo, and Zhao Nanhai did not say a word. They looked at the woman covered in blood beside the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade with respect and fear.
Almost, just a little bit more.
Facing such a powerful team of Taoism, the young Great Divine Priest of Judgment was so close to turning the situation around and even leading the whole situation into her thoughts.
If the middle-aged priest did not have the Arcane Tome of the Fall. If he did not follow the Abbey Dean's order and used the Arcane Tome as a weapon of Taoism, Ye Hongyu might have won.
Now she was defeated, really defeated. But facing such a powerful enemy, she forced the opponent to use all his trump cards and destroyed half of the Arcane Tome. She had the right to be proud and respected.
Unfortunately, she still could not win.
Ye Hongyu's face was pale, not because she was seriously injured, not because she was afraid of the coming death, but because she knew that if she lost, Ye Su would die.
Her goal tonight was to capture the middle-aged Daoist and use him to exchange for Ye Su's life.
The middle-aged Daoist said that it was meaningless, but she still had to do it. Because Ye Su, her elder brother, was the only meaning of her life since many years ago.
The middle-aged priest put the Arcane Tome of the Fall back into his arms with a pious look. Then he looked at Ye Hongyu and said sincerely, "You are very beautiful and powerful."
Ye Hongyu said emotionlessly, "I know."
The middle-aged priest looked at her and saw the stubbornness in her heart. It was like seeing the little girl who liked to climb trees and bully Chen Pipi in the Abbey. He felt pity for her.
"Unfortunately, you have to die."
A corner of the Divine Hall of Judgment collapsed. Ye Hongyu was seriously injured. She had no other choice.
The middle-aged priest, Xiong Chumo, and Zhao Nanhai were still looking at her, standing in three corners.
If she lost, she had to die because Taoism did not spare her a way out.
She stood beside the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade. Behind her was the endless abyss. It might be a way out, but it was not a way out.
At this moment, she suddenly laughed. Her laughter was full of anger and unwillingness. She seemed to be a bit crazy.
She and Ye Su had worked hard for Taoism for many years, but they would die in the end.
She could not accept it. She tried her best, but she could not change it.
But would she accept her fate? No. People like her and Ning Que might seem to be devout believers, such as Haotian and the Academy. But in fact, they would only believe in themselves.
This was something that even Haotian and the Headmaster of the Academy could not detect.
Her laughter was cold, very cold. It was like a sharp Taoist sword that had been frozen by the Snow Sea for thousands of years. Then it was pulled out and echoed in the Divine Hall of Judgment, as if it was slashing everywhere.
The next moment, she stopped laughing. She said, "I want to live."
Xiong Chumo looked at her and said mockingly, "Or you can try begging me."
Ye Hongyu ignored him. She repeated calmly, "I want to live."
The middle-aged priest said, "You can't live."
The Abbey Dean had decided to kill Ye Su and destroy the New Stream. Then she had to die. Especially after tonight, if she lived, Xiong Chumo would die and Taoism would sink into the sea of fire.
Ye Hongyu said, "I will live."
She said it calmly. She was not begging or pleading. She was just informing the Abbey Dean.
She told the powerful people and the Abbey Dean that she would live as long as she wanted.
Fresh blood flowed on her naked body, flowing through her exquisite collarbone, wonderful breasts, and into her charming navel. It was as if she had walked through a life without regrets on her perfect body.
"I didn't leave because I wanted to do something. But now it seems that I failed. Ye Su will probably die. So I will leave. Do you think you can stop me?"
She looked at the middle-aged priest and said indifferently, "Half of the Arcane Tome is not enough to kill me."
The middle-aged priest frowned. He felt something was wrong.
Xiong Chumo looked at her and asked, "How can you leave?"
He pointed at the cliff behind her and said mockingly, "Ning Que and Haotian jumped down. Or do you want to jump down? Do you think you can survive? "
The cliff of Peach Mountain was so high that it reached the clouds. The most terrifying thing was the tactical array hidden inside and the unimaginable dangers at the bottom of the abyss. Even Wei Guangming did not dare to think about leaving like this.
Ning Que didn't die because Haotian jumped down with him.
No matter how powerful Ye Hongyu was, she was not Haotian.
If she jumped down from here, she would definitely die.
It was quiet in the Divine Hall of Judgment. The snow on the terrace reflected the moon. It was beautiful.
Ye Hongyu looked at Xiong Chumo and smiled.
She turned to the terrace.
Blood flowed all the way. The snow melted when it touched the blood on her bare feet.
She came to the terrace and leaned against the railing for a while. Then she jumped down.
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