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The appearance of Yin Meng made the sculpture on stage hold back the words meant for Li Zhiyuan.
Even the majestic aura that had gathered earlier had to temporarily distort and interrupt.
Some things in the world are like this, even if everyone knows it's a pointless procedure, you still have to go through it.
The sculpture stood up, walked to the edge of the stage, slightly lowered its head, while waving the court tablet down, the tone that should have been stern became gentle:
"Greetings, Miss Yin."
After the ceremony, the sculpture straightened up, the majesty in its gaze gathered again, a slight tremor in its throat subtly resonated with the surroundings, but when its attention was once again on Li Zhiyuan...
Yin Meng began to return the courtesy:
"Greetings, Your Excellency."
The sculpture's body issued a slight cracking sound.
The atmosphere flowed back, movements stalled, and had no choice but to return the courtesy again.
There's no alternative, other powers will treat the Yin family as honored guests, only because of Yin Changsheng's influence.
This set of formalities is just symbolic, but as a ghost official under Fengdu, the significance of the Yin family is particularly unique.
Even though they themselves know, the Great Emperor doesn't care about the so-called life and death of the Yin family, yet the Great Emperor is nonetheless surnamed Yin.
Even if the Yin family had no rank or order, and their descendants fell to the point where they couldn't even enter the Yin Family Ancestral Tomb after death, at the very least, the royal kin identity is genuine.
In this instance, others can be eradicated, but Yin Meng, he will not be killed, one life will be spared, the Yin family can die anywhere, but not by his hand.
Even if the Great Emperor doesn't mind, his colleagues and superiors would tacitly deal with him for staining his hands with the Yin family's blood.
Li Zhiyuan: "Call Your Excellency the Judge."
Yin Meng responded with an "Oh" and bowed again:
"Greetings, Your Excellency the Judge."
"Heh." The sculpture no longer planned to act, the renewed atmosphere remained undisturbed, merely responded with an "Hmm."
Its electric gaze directly targeted the youth, speaking again:
"No road westward, I advise you to turn back!"
Li Zhiyuan: "You call this advice?"
Zhao Yi echoed: "These guys love to put up this pretense, even after breaking with us and having a fight, they still like to wield status and authority."
The sculpture ignored the response and ridicule from below, seemingly just going through the motions quickly, let out a sigh:
"That place is not where you should go, nor where you deserve to go, not even where you are qualified to go, forget it, since you insist on entering hell, this Judge will open the gates to welcome you.
Don't blame the eighteen levels of the Underworld, it's your own stubborn ignorance and intentional debasement!"
After speaking, the sculpture raised its head, numerous cracks appeared around it.
Li Zhiyuan: "Run Sheng, Ah You, go!"
Naturally, it was Zhao Yi giving the orders.
The Judge above was clearly about to take action, as expected, the backup ambush surrounding them would activate, and the array covering the area would start.
At this point, sending Run Sheng and Ah You to the stage for a fight can further buy time.
Most likely, in the sculpture's state, he will be restrained by Run Sheng and Ah You's joint assault, making our side see the dawn of hope, only for the opponent to smile and reveal his true setup, bringing despair to us.
This is a joy difficult to describe.
Zhao Yi gambled on human nature, believing that ghosts are the same.
Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou jumped on stage, one wielding the Yellow River Shovel to attack, the other wielding the Double Mace to block maneuvering space.
Lin Shuyou also felt a bit strange inside, where's Brother Xiao Yuan's Red Line?
In a battle of this level, did Brother Xiao Yuan really let us perform freely?
Run Sheng felt no ripples internally.
One shovel slammed down, causing a large area of cracking on the sculpture's back, but as it turned, it grabbed the shovel's blade, engaging in a contest of strength with Run Sheng.
"Hehehe…"
Laughter erupted, seemingly mocking Run Sheng's overestimation of himself.
However, at least for now, neither side had a clear strength advantage.
Zhao Yi knew, this move was steady.
That Judge believed all of them were trapped with no escape, choosing to extract some emotional value for his own enjoyment.
Of course, there's another reason for this scene; Zhao Yi recognized that regards to Li Zhiyuan heading to Fengdu, this Judge displayed a genuine displeasure and imbalance.
The gist being: Do you really deserve it?
With this foundation, he naturally wouldn't want to forego the opportunity to humiliate and mock the Li's.
Zhao Yi exhaled inwardly, currently it seems the Great Emperor did not forcibly drag the Li's to Fengdu for execution, meaning not only does Li have a chance to survive, but he, including his Whole Clan, also have a chance to survive.
The confrontation continued, the sculpture demonstrated exceptionally strong combat abilities, able to face Run Sheng head-on without losing ground, but due to Lin Shuyou's involvement, as the fight progressed, the sculpture fell into a passive state.
Child: "No, this guy's power keeps pouring in!"
Lin Shuyou: "What do you mean?"
Child: "It means his soul body is probably nearby, what he's doing right now isn't full strength!"
Lin Shuyou: "Why?"
Child: "He should really be the Judge, not a fake one."
Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiao Yuan said he's the Judge."
Child: "Judges differ, and even the same Judge is different inside and outside Fengdu.
Since their body is unlikely to come out, the strength level depends on how much soul body they're willing to bring out."
Lin Shuyou: "Even if he's still hiding his power, what's the big deal, haven't all our people not shown up?"
