Ye Xunhuan's sudden deadly move was swift and fast, leaving the night no chance for any rescue. Gothron was directly pierced through the chest by Ye Xunhuan's sword, dying instantly!
Everyone who witnessed this scene and heard Ye Xunhuan's cold words couldn't help but shiver.
Ye Xunhuan's words seemed calm, but in the ears of others, they were extremely domineering.
The night had arrived, with the clear intent to protect Gothron, but Ye Xunhuan simply said, "Your man deserves to die more," and swiftly killed Gothron with overwhelming force.
This was equivalent to giving the night a hefty slap in the face.
Though silent, it was exceedingly painful.
One must know that in the underground world now, the night was in full swing, with a reputation perhaps unmatched.
Yet Ye Xunhuan, in front of countless people, delivered a silent slap to the night.
If you're not convinced, then fight!
By killing Gothron, Ye Xunhuan was almost telling everyone that anyone associated with the night had to be prepared to die.
For a moment, the face beneath the night's veil turned gloomy, those eyes filled with sharpness, and a murderous aura surged from her body.
Everyone could see Ye Xunhuan's intention, and naturally, the night could see it too.
Ye Xunhuan was putting her in a position where she couldn't back down.
Moreover, if she chose to remain indifferent, then everyone might think that the night feared Ye Xunhuan.
This would cause her influence to crumble, and her hard-earned reputation as a dominant figure might be shaken by others!
The night was like a tiger forced to the cliff's edge, to retreat means falling into an abyss with no return; to advance is a life-and-death battle with Ye Xunhuan!
"Marshal, you're courting death!" the night shouted harshly.
As soon as the words were spoken, a crisp sound suddenly rang out!
A black whip like a bolt of black lightning sliced through the air, striking towards Ye Xunhuan with the force of thunder.
The crackling of air shattering was immediately heard wherever the whip passed.
In the blink of an eye, the whip reached Ye Xunhuan.
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Just as the night was about to move again, a voice full of authority suddenly roared like thunder all around!
This abrupt voice caused the night's movements to pause slightly as she looked towards the source.
The next moment, a clattering sound reached everyone's ears, followed by the appearance of figures riding white stallions and a luxurious carriage, slowly entering everyone's view.
The scene gave off a dreamy feeling, as if returning to medieval Europe.
After all, in the 21st century, not only was it rare to see people with carriages, even those on horseback were scarce.
But seeing these horses and the riders, everyone's expressions turned solemn and serious.
Because they were from the Church!
They were in charge of the black list tournament!
The Church, an organization with numerous followers, wielding enough power to make any force tremble!
Under everyone's gaze, twelve knights in knight costumes escorted the luxurious carriage to a stop in front of everyone.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the carriage curtain slowly rose, and a pure white shoe gently stepped onto the edge of the carriage!
Then, a gloved white hand grasped the edge of the carriage.
Next, a veiled woman in white slowly appeared in everyone's view.
The woman's hair was neither blonde nor chestnut, but snow white, like Lian Nishang in the tale of the White-Haired Witch, glaringly white!
At the same time, her exposed skin was as crystal-clear as a newborn baby's, radiant and delicate.
Not only was her hair snow white, but her eyes were also a rare shade of violet.
Those violet eyes were as bright as stars, with a gaze that was gentle and calm!
However, if you looked closely, you might feel they were like a powerful magnet, drawing you in, seeing through you without you noticing, leaving you with no secrets before her!
Her name was Michelle, the Church's Saintess.
Ye Xunhuan's old acquaintance.
Upon seeing Michelle, a slight smile immediately curved Ye Xunhuan's lips.
This woman was just like before, no matter where she went, she liked to make a grand entrance, as if not making it grandiose would be unworthy of her position as the Church's Saintess.
Seeing Michelle, the night coldly said, "Michelle, what is it you wish to do?"
"Night, today is the black list tournament, you, as a dominant figure and judge, are prohibited from battling with other dominants!" Michelle said, her words like icy beads.
"You mean I can't act against the Marshal?"
"Not currently," Michelle replied coldly, "the Marshal is also a judge, there will be duels between dominants, but not today. If you insist, you'll face the Church's judgment!"
"Night, don't take my words lightly, if you don't believe me, feel free to try!" Michelle's voice was as cold as ice, "Let's see if the Church can judge you!"
Beneath the night's black veil, her face was now utterly gloomy.
Having just been harshly slapped by Ye Xunhuan, she was now being suppressed by this wretched Michelle using the Church.
Fueled with unprecedented killing intent, she longed to kill Ye Xunhuan and Michelle on the spot!
However, she knew that if she acted, the Church would likely really take action.
After all, Michelle, as the Church's Saintess, had considerable influence within the Church.
Everyone remained silent, watching the scene unfold, clearly aware of Michelle's bias towards Ye Xunhuan.
While they were aware, no one would acknowledge it openly.
As of now, the Church was the host here, and its mysterious aura, though it did not dominate, made all forces quite wary.
The night took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and let out a heavy cold snort: "Marshal, this time the Church's Saintess is helping you, so I'll spare your pathetic life. When our decisive day comes, let's see who can save you then!"
"A defeated foe, daring to boast," Ye Xunhuan said disdainfully!
The night ignored Ye Xunhuan's taunts and turned to leave.
After the night left, Michelle gave Ye Xunhuan a meaningful glance, then slowly turned her gaze to Qiu Ruoxi, who was with Olivia.
"The beautiful lady from the East beside the Blood Phoenix, may I invite you to my carriage for a chat?" Michelle softly invited Qiu Ruoxi.