Ye Hongyu thought of the previous two battles and was speechless.
In the West-Hill Divine Palace, she was the one who studied the Divine Skills the most. However, she found that the South Sea people were indeed the successors of the Light 600 years ago. Zhao Nanhai's attainments in the Divine Skills were even better than hers.
And the fight between Leeb and the lean man from the South Sea was vaguely similar to the fight between Tang and Xiahou. Leeb deserved to be the number one martial arts expert in the Royal Court, but where did the lean man learn to be so skilled?
She was thinking about these things in the sacred chariot. Her subordinates from the Judicial Department were watching her from outside the chariot, waiting for her orders. At this time, the tactical array in the Peach Mountain was ready. Two thousand papal cavalrymen had gathered and were ready to charge. Hundreds of black-robed deacons were ready to collect the bodies of the people from the South Sea.
At this moment, the voice of the South Sea girl rang in front of the altar. She sounded calm and proud. Ye Hongyu raised her eyebrows.
The priests and black-robed deacons around the sacred sedan looked even worse. They were waiting for the Great Divine Priest's order to activate the array and kill all the arrogant South Sea people.
Ye Hongyu looked at the girl quietly, as if she was looking at her proud self many years ago. She did not order the Judicial Department to attack. Instead, she wanted to kill them.
Chen Pipi had been sitting on the altar. Because of the return of the South Sea people, he was almost forgotten as a sacrifice for the Rite to Light. He was very satisfied with his current situation. Since he could not guess the real reason why his father sent the South Sea people back to Peach Mountain, he just needed to keep himself alive.
He asked the West-Hill divine guards to get him some tea and melon seeds. Of course, no one paid any attention to him. But he still enjoyed the show until he heard the words of the South Sea girl.
Looking at the healthy skin and delicate eyes of the South Sea girl, he sighed. He thought to himself, "She is quite pretty. Why did she mess with that woman? Wouldn't it be a pity for her to die like this?"
The girl from the South Sea did not notice his expression. She looked at Ye Hongyu in the sacred sedan and said, "I have been cultivating Taoism since I was a child and mastered the Divine Incantation at the age of 17. I am the youngest person to enter the Knowing Destiny State besides my cousin. I heard that you also cultivated the Divine Incantation, but you only reached the Knowing Destiny State at the age of 20. What right do you have to sit in front of me?"
People in the field were shocked when they saw that she dared to speak to the Sacred Sedan of Judgment in such a way. At this time, they were even more shocked when they heard that she said that she had reached the Knowing Destiny State at the age of seventeen. However, there was more pity and mockery in their eyes when they looked at this girl from the South Sea. They just didn't know what kind of genius her cousin was.
It was extremely rare for a cultivator to reach the Knowing Destiny State at the age of 17. Other than the Academy and the Zhishou Abbey, it was hard to find such an example. The South Sea girl had her reasons for being so proud.
However, everyone in the cultivation world knew that it was not impossible for the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, the Tao Addict, to reach the Knowing Destiny State at the age of 17. She just suppressed her realm at the Seethrough Realm with great perseverance, waiting for the perfect opportunity to break the realm. What kind of terrifying state of mind did this require? How strong was his will?
Because of this, Ye Hongyu, the Tao Addict, had truly surpassed the category of young cultivators. She reached the peak of the Knowing Destiny State within a few years and became the Great Divine Priest of Judgment that everyone looked up to.
There were many cultivation geniuses in the world, but who could really reach Ye Hongyu's position? How could ordinary young geniuses compete with such a figure?
The South Sea girl felt the eyes of the crowd and was puzzled. She wondered why she did not receive praise or surprise when she reached the Knowing Destiny State at the age of 17, but only pity and mockery.
She thought that the cultivation world of the Central Plains must be afraid of Ye Hongyu's status and deliberately used this kind of emotion to affect her state of mind. She could not help but become angrier and was about to call out her Natal Taoist Sword.
In the beginning, Zhao Nanhai did not stop her from mocking Ye Hongyu, because he knew that his daughter was indeed a genius in cultivation. He also believed that Ye Hongyu's ability to become the Great Divine Priest of Judgment at such a young age did not mean that she was powerful. It only meant that the West-Hill Divine Palace was declining.
The South Sea branch lived in the South Sea and only knew the general situation of the cultivation world of the Central Plains, but not the specific situation. It was not until he saw the expressions of the crowd that Zhao Nanhai realized something was wrong.
He called out to his daughter and looked at Ye Hongyu in the Sacred Sedan of Judgment. He said, "My daughter is arrogant and does not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Please forgive her, Great Divine Priest."
The crowd did not expect him to say this, nor did they expect him to continue, "If the rules of the Divine Hall have not changed, I remember that the position of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment has always been obtained through blood."
Ye Hongyu sat in the Sacred Sedan with her chin resting on her hand. Hearing Zhao Nanhai's words, her eyes brightened. She said, "If you can kill me, the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade will be yours."
The inheritance of the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade in the Divine Hall of Judgment had always been accompanied by death. The succession of every Great Divine Priest of Judgment was a bloody and tragic history.
Ye Hongyu could become the Great Divine Priest of Judgment because she killed the previous Great Divine Priest of Judgment. Of course, she could completely ignore Zhao Nanhai's challenge. But who was she?
She was Ye Hongyu. Her favorite thing was to fight against the strongest. Since she had already seen Zhao Nanhai's profound attainments in Divine Skills, there was no reason for her not to accept the challenge.
However, it was not Zhao Nanhai who came out to fight. It was a middle-aged man who looked like a fisherman. This time, the crowd noticed that this man was ranked fourth in the South Sea group.
He was ranked fourth in the South Sea group and he wanted to sit on the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade? The crowd looked at the tanned, skinny, and short middle-aged man and frowned. He was really overestimating himself.
However, after the middle-aged man walked out of the group, his skinny right hand slowly reached out of his red robe. With a clear whistle of a sword, a Taoist Sword appeared out of nowhere and floated in the air.
With the appearance of the Taoist Sword, the skinny, short, and tanned middle-aged fisherman naturally exuded a murderous aura. The autumn wind on Peach Mountain made his robe flutter. What a grandmaster!
The crowd no longer thought that this man was overestimating himself. Liu Yiqing's sword in the scabbard at his waist buzzed faintly. He closed his eyes and felt the sword will in the air. He was sure that even he was no match for this man!
Ye Hongyu sat in the sacred sedan. She could not help but frown when she saw that it was not Zhao Nanhai who came out to fight. However, since the middle-aged man had already drawn his sword, she did not bother to change the opponent.
She and Ning Que were people who always fought without hesitation. She casually waved her sleeve and a flash of sword flew out of the sedan and stabbed at the middle-aged man.
The Taoist Sword came so suddenly that Little Yu from the South Sea scolded, "Shameless sneak attack!" The middle-aged man looked serious and began to dance in front of the altar.
Ye Hongyu's sword was as sharp as ever. It went straight for the middle-aged man's face. A deafening buzz sounded in the air above the front yard of Peach Mountain.
The middle-aged man was dancing. He was skinny, tanned, and short. Therefore, he looked very funny when he danced. However, his grandmaster's demeanor was not affected at all. The thin Taoist Sword in the air suddenly disappeared along with his dance. It followed a strange curve to the front of the sacred sedan!
The trajectory of this man's Taoist Sword was too mysterious. It was neither straight nor curved. It was more like a fish swimming in the deep sea. It would move forward and then suddenly turn back. It was impossible to predict where it was going.
This was probably the sword will that the South Sea had developed after spending so much time with the sea.
Ye Hongyu did not expect this man's sword to be so strange. She frowned and used her Psyche Power. The sword returned to the front of the sacred sedan and blocked the man's sword.
With a soft sound, the blood-colored gauze at the front of the sacred sedan was torn open. The tear was not obvious, but it meant that Ye Hongyu had lost by half a move.
The Taoist Sword flew back to the top of the middle-aged man's head, ready to strike.
In the sacred sedan of judgment, Ye Hongyu slowly sat up.
She was the Great Divine Priest of Judgment. It was hard to imagine that she had lost by half a move. The small tear in the blood-colored gauze made her look a little embarrassed.
Ye Hongyu looked at the middle-aged man outside the sacred sedan. Her expression gradually froze. It was not because she was facing a formidable enemy, but because her killing intent was condensing like the wind and snow.
The South Sea girl Xiaoyu looked at the sacred sedan and said, "The Great Divine Priest of Judgment is just so-so."
Her father, Zhao Nanhai, did not gain the upper hand in the battle with the Nation Master of the Royal Court. Sixth Brother had lost to General Bule. General Bule had said that the South Sea successor was just so-so. Now that Fourth Brother had won by half a move, she returned the same words to the Divine Halls of West-Hill.
Ye Hongyu ignored her. She rested her chin on her hand and closed her eyes again. Her sword flew back to her knees. She no longer looked at the middle-aged man in the sacred sedan. Her sword was no longer cruising in the air. She was ready to defend against the man's strange sword.
No one in the front yard of Peach Mountain knew what she was going to do.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly.
At this moment, the front yard of Peach Mountain suddenly became stormy. It was not a real storm, because there was no rain falling. In fact, there was only the sound of the violent wind and the majestic sound of the rain.
The sound of the wind was the sound of the sword, and the sound of the rain was the sound of the sword.
Ye Hongyu still had her eyes closed. Her Taoist Sword was still on her knees. But thousands of white turbulence came out of the sacred sedan and pierced towards the middle-aged man in front of the altar.
Every white turbulence was an illusory sword.
She closed her eyes, but there was divine starlight in them. She had already seen through the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the front yard of Peach Mountain. She did not use her sword, but thousands of swords came out.
Thousands of swords came out. The second layer of the array covering Peach Mountain was faintly glowing. Even the array appeared automatically. It was not hard to imagine the power of the rain of swords.
The middle-aged man shouted and summoned his Taoist Sword to protect himself. The Taoist Sword was extremely thin and looked like a swimming fish. In an instant, it emitted infinite light and tightly protected his body.
With countless crisp sounds, thousands of illusory swords fell like rain, enveloping the middle-aged man. However, the thin light sword in front of the middle-aged man did not dim at all.
He had used the West-Hill Divine Skill to enter swordsmanship!
Everyone was shocked again. No wonder he was the true successor of the South Sea Sect of Light. He did not show any signs of defeat in the face of the violent sword momentum of the Divine Priest of Judgment!
The South Sea girl looked at Ye Hongyu in the sacred sedan and said, "They all say that you are powerful. Is this all you are capable of?"
Ye Hongyu rested her chin on her hand and closed her eyes. She did not look at her, nor did she look at the middle-aged man. She knew that the middle-aged man was doomed.
Ever since she mastered swordsmanship, she had only used this method twice. The first time was before the Verdant Canyon. She used tens of thousands of swords and only trapped Jun Mo for a moment. Today, she only used thousands of swords.
But where in the world could she find another Jun Mo?
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(I have to finish the third chapter before half past two. I am so proud of writing about Ye Hongyu. What kind of mentality is this?) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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