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As Ye Huan pondered whether he would have to rely on such a despicable fighting style to wreak havoc in the future, a furious roar erupted from the smoke created by the purple toxic mist emanating from the Hell Dragon. Bai Yulin shouted four words: "Light and Dark Judgment!"
"Light and Dark Judgment? What is that?"
Having never heard of such magic in this world, Lingxiao exchanged bewildered glances with Luo Yufeng, who was equally unfamiliar with the term. Neither of them had any idea about the origin of Light and Dark Judgment.
It was no wonder they were so uninformed; Light and Dark Judgment was a hybrid magic formed by the fusion of the Tenth Level magic, Light Judgment, unleashed by the Tenth Level Magical Beast Sacred Dragon, and Dark Judgment, released by the Tenth Level Beast Hell Dragon. Considering that there were only a handful of magical beasts with lifespans exceeding a thousand years, those who knew about Light and Dark Judgment could be counted on one hand, with the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon being one of them.
As they witnessed thick smoke billowing and a massive gray sphere of light swaying towards them, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon's first instinct was to flee as far away as possible. There was no way it could stay here.
The fusion of two different elemental Tenth Level magics was certainly not as simple as adding one plus one. In reality, their power increased geometrically. If one had to find a term to describe the hybrid magic of Light and Dark Judgment, perhaps only the legendary Forbidden Spell would be worthy of such power.
Realizing this, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly instructed Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, let's go! If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"
"I want to leave too, but I can't move right now!"
Cursing aloud, Ye Huan felt immense frustration towards Bai Yulin for going all out. Even if they couldn't defeat Lingxiao and his group, he was still present—why did they have to unleash such a powerful hybrid magic? Now, as they watched the gray sphere of light slowly approach—its diameter nearly five meters—they felt an overwhelming pressure that rendered everyone except for the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon immobile. They could only watch helplessly as the sphere drew closer to Lingxiao and Luo Yufeng.
"Can't move? This..."
Seemingly forgetting the immense pressure brought on by the hybrid magic, upon hearing Ye Huan's words, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon glanced around and immediately noticed that both Weiyang and those brought over from Eastern State—who were all significantly stronger than ordinary people—were frozen in place. They gasped in shock and disbelief, their expressions unchanged from before. The only exception was Zhao Ziyu.
As the Empress of Huaxia, Zhao Ziyu could not possibly engage in constant cultivation like Weiyang and Zhang Ren. Having been effectively under house arrest by Durei IV for two months, Zhao Ziyu was now the weakest among Ye Huan's group. Under the pressure of the Light and Dark Judgment, how could she possibly withstand it? At least in the eyes of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, Zhao Ziyu's once enchanting face now appeared exceptionally pale, her body trembling as if it could no longer resist the overwhelming force.
After hesitating for a moment, realizing that staying here was pointless, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon mustered its strength and floated above Zhao Ziyu. With just two claws, it grasped her collar and lifted her up, flying off into the distance. It tossed a remark to Ye Huan: "Ye Huan, for your future happiness, I'm taking this woman away. Good luck!"
The words reached Ye Huan's ears, and he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye just in time to see the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon carrying Zhao Ziyu away. He couldn't help but mutter, "Damn, Golden Dragon, you really left me and Weiyang here?"
"Hey, don't count me in! As a Four-Element Hybrid Mage, I'm a magical genius. How could I be trapped in midair by mere mixed magic pressure?"
Weiyang had just arrived beside Ye Huan when he heard his muttering. With a smile, he turned gracefully and chased after the direction where the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon had flown off, showing no concern for Ye Huan's fate. This infuriated Ye Huan to no end; he cursed under his breath at this group of heartless individuals who abandoned him so ruthlessly.
What Ye Huan did not know was that after Weiyang had already left his line of sight, he took out his staff and cast a transparent magical shield composed of a level eight spell around Ye Huan. Finally, he shook his head and muttered to himself, "Ye Huan, it's not that I'm not coming to save you. The Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon told me that if you want to become a lord in Huaxia, you can't even handle the pressure of a Tenth Level mixed magic. When I thought about it carefully, he actually made a good point..."
As Weiyang walked further away step by step, only Ye Huan remained at his location. At this moment, the massive gray sphere of light was less than twenty meters from Lingxiao. It was clear that once it touched Lingxiao's body, a terrifying explosion would occur above Tidewatch Town.
"Move! Why won't you move!"
Realizing that his body was paralyzed with fear standing next to Luo Yufeng before the enormous gray sphere, Lingxiao struggled despite his injuries. Yet no matter how hard he tried to send signals from his mind to his body to escape, it simply wouldn’t respond. This was the first time Lingxiao felt so close to death; even when he had blocked two strikes for Luo Yufeng, he hadn’t felt this way before. How could he not be terrified?
In contrast, Luo Yufeng beside him seemed unfazed by mixed magic; her expression remained blank as her blood-red eyes fixated on the gray sphere without any sign of fear or concern.
Of course, Lingxiao wasn't the only one feeling fear; Ye Huan was in a similar state. Although his handsome face still bore a faint smile, inside he felt like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing back and forth.
'What should I do? What can I do? Oh heavens, I'm still a virgin! Can you at least wait until I marry Zhao Ziyu before I die?'
Silk is just silk; no matter how good-looking he is or what kind of family background he comes from in this life, he can never become a wealthy and handsome man. Ye Huan is just like this. At this moment, he is even lewdly thinking about marrying Zhao Ziyu. However, as long as there is hope, there will be the motivation to live on. Under the pressure of death, Ye Huan tries to infuse the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy from his Dantian into his Limbs…
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