"Drip your blood on it," Jiang Yuan said.
"..."
Conti was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Alright, it seems you already know my identity."
Countless people wanted to kill her, yet they could never discover her true identity. It could be said that the world had always been played in her hands.
She was very curious how Jiang Yuan had come to know her identity.
"I don't want to waste words with you. If you're smart, you'll know what I want you to do. If you do as I wish, I can give you a chance to live," Jiang Yuan said indifferently.
"Alright, alright, schemes are truly insignificant in the face of power," Conti sighed, then bit her fingertip and dripped her blood onto the Bishop Bloodstone.
Instantly, the dim Bishop Bloodstone glowed with a striking bloody light, a thousand times more intense than the reaction when Xinxia's blood was dripped on it!
Within the blood-red glow, Conti revealed an intoxicated smile, "This half of the Bloodstone is finally back in my hands. The Pope will no longer be able to make me submit to her. Such a delightful freedom."
"Jiang Yuan… oh no, I should call you Your Excellency. Whatever Your Excellency wishes, I will surely fulfill."
Conti took out another Bloodstone from somewhere. The broken edges of the two Bloodstones perfectly matched. When they were pieced together, they pulsed like a living heart.
"Everyone, let's reintroduce ourselves."
"I am Salang."
Salang admitted her identity herself.
Hailong and the others' expressions changed again. To be able to take out the other half of the Bishop Bloodstone, and for its reaction to truly ignite the bloody light...
The woman in front of them was actually the real Salang!!!
"Today is my happiest day. I got my Bloodstone back. I personally witnessed Duranke being tortured to death and finally transformed into an undead. I even saw Yi Zhisha being judged, her bones dug out and heart ripped out in the Dark Judgment."
"Hahaha, I've never been this happy before!!!" Salang laughed heartily.
"Are you done laughing?" Jiang Yuan expressionlessly threw a ball of dark energy in front of Salang. The energy transformed into dark characters.
Jiang Yuan said, "Sign the Dark Contract."
Salang's laughter abruptly stopped.
Seeing that Salang didn't immediately sign the contract, Jiang Yuan didn't wait for her and directly branded the Dark Contract onto her soul by force.
For true powerhouses, contracts could also be forcibly signed.
Weakness was the original sin!
After doing all this, Jiang Yuan turned around and said to Ye Xinxia, "Things are pretty much over. I believe those accusations will never appear on you again."
"Mm," Ye Xinxia pursed her lips.
"Old Jiang, you were too fierce today. Are you still the Old Jiang I know? Were you possessed by some old monster?" Mo Fan exclaimed.
Old Jiang had always been fierce, but his performance today was extraordinarily fierce.
Super-Order Mages were killed as he pleased, and so many Super-Level Mages didn't even dare to move.
The word 'outrageous' couldn't even describe it anymore!
"If I were possessed by an old monster, the first thing I'd do is give you a Dark Judgment," Jiang Yuan said, raising his middle finger.
Mo Fan immediately said contentedly, "It seems you're still Old Jiang. This feeling is just right!"
Jiang Yuan gave him a look of disdain.
Mo Fan was getting more and more reserved and more and more despicable.
Now that Xinxia's name had been cleared, those who deserved to die were dead, and some would need a while longer to die.
It could be put to a temporary conclusion.
The cold wind still howled.
The Pathenon Temple members didn't dare to breathe, fearing that they would be the next to be thrown into the Dark Judgment.
Even dying in battle was more comfortable than dying in the Dark Judgment.
"Forget it, let's go."
Jiang Yuan originally wanted to leave a few words, but seeing the Parthenon members so terrified they didn't dare to look up, he immediately dismissed the idea.
Their morale had completely collapsed, and even their usually unshakeable faith had suffered an unprecedented blow today.
Today would be the darkest moment in their hearts, remembered for a lifetime.
Before leaving, Jiang Yuan glanced at the dark execution ground down the mountain.
Yi Zhisha had already been devoured by Hala.
The Goddess who once led the Pathenon Temple to prosperity with an iron fist had fallen.
He wondered how Wen Tai would react if he knew Yi Zhisha died like this.
Jiang Yuan retracted his gaze and manipulated the Nether Abyss to appear above the temple.
The terrifying aura of the Nether Abyss seemed to choke everyone's throats; even the howling cold wind solidified under this terrifying aura.
Space shattered.
The Nether Abyss opened its infinitely dark maw and swallowed Jiang Yuan, the two others, and Duranke in one gulp.
Immediately, the Nether Abyss began to move within the spatial rift, each movement covering hundreds of kilometers.
...
Time passed by minute by minute.
The people on Pathenon Mountain remained in their original postures. They didn't know if Jiang Yuan had truly left.
Jiang Yuan had acted so maliciously; what if he was just toying with them, looking for a reason to kill?
Just then, a swift gust of wind flew up from down the mountain.
"!" Old Bao looked at the scene of corpses strewn everywhere with immense horror, shocked beyond belief.
He then looked around, searching, but couldn't find any trace of Jiang Yuan and the two others.
"What happened here? Why are so many people dead?"
Pamir slowly turned her head and looked at him.
No one spoke; the atmosphere was deathly silent.
"Hall Mother, what exactly happened?" Old Bao was utterly confused.
He didn't understand what had caused such a great loss to the Parthenon.
Moreover, while climbing the mountain, he had seen Duranke and all the judges in the Dark Judgment.
What made him even more unbelievable was that the already deceased Yi Zhisha was also in the Dark Judgment!
"..."
Regarding Old Bao's confusion, no one answered.
"Wake up!!!"
Old Bao saw that everyone was in a strange state, and immediately channeled his strength, shouting loudly.
The thunderous sound exploded in everyone's ears.
Only then did they awaken as if from a dream. The tight string in their hearts loosened, and they instantly collapsed to the ground.
"It's over, it's all over..." a Blue Star Knight said, distraught.
From the moment Jiang Yuan arrived at the Parthenon until now, it had been less than half an hour.
Yet, in this short time, they felt as if every second was a year.
"Can you tell me what happened now? Jiang Yuan and Mo Fan went up the Star River Mountain Path. Where are they?" Old Bao asked with a frown.
At these words, everyone who had just relaxed became tense again.
"They have already left, Old God Official. Please also leave the sacred mountain. Our Pathenon Temple needs to close its doors for a period of time," Pamir finally spoke, but it was to issue an eviction notice.
The Pathenon Temple had suffered heavy losses and needed time to recuperate.
The course of events had completely escaped her control, and action had to be taken.
The Nine Hidden Families needed to be summoned to the Pathenon Temple for a joint meeting.