1036 Blood Phoenix Shrilling In Peach Mountain Iii (2/2)
The war between the Confinement and the Arcane Tome continued.
The Arcane Tome of the Fall kept burning one page after another. And the Divine Hall of Judgment kept shaking. Rubbles kept falling off from the cracking rock walls as if an earthquake was taking place.
In the heat of the horrifying war, with the Hierarch's Tianqi previously and the earth-shaking confrontation now, people on Peach Mountain were finally awaken.
Thousands of divine priests and deacons stood on the peaks in front of the Divine Halls. They could not help turning pale when seeing the black and chilling Divine Hall started shaking and almost collapsing in the dark night.
People were scared and stunned. They had no idea what they should do.
Upon a rumbling thunder, the southeast corner of the Divine Hall of Judgment collapsed. Innumerable rubbles splashed and countless peach branches were smashed down the valley. Thousands of divine priests and deacons fell on their knees weeping. They did not dare to look above or make any sounds.
Dust pervaded inside the Divine Hall of Judgment,.
Xiong Chumo stood aside and felt complicated. It was a battle between the Arcane Tome of the Fall and the Divine Hall of Judgment. It was also a war between Haotian and Taoism. Even powerful as he was, he could barely partic.i.p.ate in a war like this.
It seemed a long while but actually was just a blink. Half of the Arcane Tome of the Fall was burned in the hand of the middle-aged priest. The Confinement was eventually broken. The Divine Hall of Judgment was about to collapse in no time.
Ye Hongyu was pushed back to the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade by the power of the Arcane Tome.
She was pale, but still indifferent.
It became quiet in the Divine Hall of Judgment for a long while.
The middle-aged priest, Xiong Chumo or Zhao Nanhai said nothing. They stared at the woman covered by blood standing by the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade, and could not help from showing some awe or even fear.
She almost made it. She was so close.
Facing such a group of powerful enemies, the young Great Divine Priest of Judgment had almost turned the tide and made the Taoism surrender.
If the middle-aged priest did not have the Arcane Tome of the Fall, or if he was not executing the Abbey Dean's order and profaned the Arcane Tome as a killing weapon, Ye Hongyu might have won.
She failed, indeed failed. But she had forced the most powerful enemies to exhaust themselves and destroyed half of the most valuable Arcane Tome of Taoism. Therefore she deserved respect and pride.
Unfortunately she did not succeed. Ye Hongyu turned pale. It was not because the severe wound or fear for her destin but because she knew that her failure would lead to Ye Su's death.
Everything she tried tonight served for the same purpose: to catch the middle-aged priest and trade his life for Ye Su's life.
The middle-aged priest said it was meaningless. But she had to do so. Because Ye Su, her brother, had been the sole purpose of her life since many years ago.
The middle-aged priest put back the Arcane Tome of the Fall piously. Then he looked at Ye Hongyu and said sincerely, ”You are indeed very charming and powerful.”
Ye Hongyu said emotionlessly, ”I know.”
The middle-aged priest stared at her and sensed the stubbornness deep down in her heart. He could almost see the little girl in the abbey who used to be fond of climbing up trees and teasing Chen Pipi. He took pity on her.
”I'm sorry. But you have to die.”
A corner of the Divine Hall of Judgment collapsed. Ye Hongyu was seriously wounded and had no other choices.
The middle-aged priest, Xiong Chumo and Zhao Nanhai still stood at three different corners and stare at her.
She failed, and was doomed because Taoism would not let her survive.
She stood by the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade. There were only cliffs behind her. There might be a route down there, but definitely not a route for survival.
Right then, she laughed all of a sudden. There was fury, unwillingness and even madness in her laughter.
She and her brother Ye Su worked so hard for Taoism throughout the years. But now they were about to be sentenced. She did not want to reconcile and tried her best. But she failed.
Yet would she give up? Never. For someone like her and Ning Que, they might seem to have the most pious belief for Haotian or the Academy. But actually they only believed in themselves. It was something that even Haotian or the Headmaster failed to realize.
Her laughter was cold, even freezing. It seemed like sharp Taoist swords that had been frozen in the snow covered ocean for tens of thousands of years. And now they were collected and delivered to the Divine Hall of Judgment, and were swayed through the air.
In the next moment she stopped laughing and declared, ”I will survive,”
Xiong Chumo mocked, ”Perhaps you could try begging me.”
Ye Hongyu spared no attention to him and repeated calmly, ”I will survive.”
The middle-aged priest said, ”You can't.”
The Abbey Dean had decided to kill Ye Su and extinct the New Stream. Therefore she had to die tonight. Otherwise, if she were to survive, Xiong Chumo would die and Taoism would be thrown into the flame.
Ye Hongyu said, ”I will survive.” She said it calmly. Because she was not begging or pleading, but declaring. She was telling those powerful figures and the Abbey Dean that she wanted to survive therefore she would.
Blood flowed over her naked body, pa.s.sed her delicate collar-bones, alluring b.r.e.a.s.t.s and charming belly, as if it had went through a fulfilling life across her perfect figure.
”I did not leave earlier on because I wanted to fulfill something. Now I know I won't succeed. And Ye Su would probably die. So I will leave. Do you even think you can keep me here?” She stared at the middle-aged priest and said indifferently, ”The other half of the Arcane Tome won't kill me.”
The middle-aged priest slightly frowned as he sensed something unusual.
Xiong Chumo looked at her and asked, ”How could you get out?” He pointed at the cliffs behind him and said mockingly, ”Ning Que jumped down, so did Haotian. Perhaps you want to try as well? Do you think you would survive?”
There were the most horrifying arrays among the towering cliffs of Peach Mountain, as well as the unimaginable dangers down in the abyss. Even the former Wei Guangming did not dare to get out from there.
Ning Que survived because Haotian jumped together with him.
No matter how powerful Ye Hongyu was, she was after all not Haotian.
If she were to jump from here, she would definitely be doomed.
It was quiet inside the Divine Hall of Judgment. Melting snow on the terrace reflected the charming moonlight.
Ye Hongyu looked at Xiong Chumo and gave a mocking smile. She turned to the terrace. Along the way, her blood melted with the snow in her footprints. She came to the terrace, stood there for a while, then made the leap.
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