She herself might not have realized that under the flawless plan of the Dark Hall, things would turn out this way.
They had planned this for many years, considering every possible unforeseen circumstance, even having a hundred methods for contingencies piled on a desk.
Every contingency had a corresponding solution.
However, they hadn't anticipated the only variable, Ye Longlin.
"I advised them not to attack the Mobei Prison back then, but no one listened. If they hadn't attacked Mobei Prison, you wouldn't have returned from overseas, and this plan wouldn't have become what it is now."
Honglian Yaonu sighed, but then she smiled as if bathed in spring breeze. Xuan Niao sneered inwardly, thinking this demoness's face would be scratched to pieces sooner or later!
Ye Longlin ignored her and instead asked, "Who were the ones who attacked Mobei Prison?"
Was he seeking revenge?
Honglian Yaonu giggled, "What if you knew? It would only add to your troubles. If you join the Dark Hall, I guarantee those people will be at your disposal; you could even kill Bashangtian at will."
Within the Dark Hall, the leader regarded Ye Longlin's position very highly. If he were to become a member of the Dark Hall, his rank would be no lower than third-in-command.
This was the Dark Hall's guarantee.
Ye Longlin sat, as steadfast as a mountain, seemingly unmoved by anyone.
As Honglian Yaonu moved with bare feet, red lotuses surged beneath her, and she walked to Ye Longlin's side, bending over. Ye Longlin even inwardly marveled, "What massive snow mountains."
Ye Longlin looked at her coldly, a chilling glint appearing in his eyes.
"Within three meters of the War King is forbidden territory; violators will be executed!"
Yuan Gang said sternly, a murderous aura suddenly surfacing in his words.
A flicker of apprehension crossed Honglian Yaonu's eyes. This was the strongest fighter in the Dragon Pavilion besides Ye Longlin, and even Honglian Yaonu, one of the Bashangtian, was very wary of him.
Although it was generally accepted that Honglian Yaonu was not the strongest, among the Bashangtian, she was the only one Ye Longlin couldn't see through.
"Hehehe, little brother, your subordinate's attitude is a bit off. It's quite frightening. You must comfort your sister."
Everyone was stalling for time, Ye Longlin included, and so was Honglian Yaonu.
Honglian Yaonu retreated beyond the three-meter range.
"Since little brother doesn't welcome sister, sister will leave."
Saying this, she prepared to depart.
At that moment, Ye Longlin moved, taking a step. Centered on his foot, he constructed a trapping formation in an instant.
Qimen Dunjia, drawing a circle on the ground to create a prison.
"You think you can leave after coming here? Do you think this is a hotel?"
Ye Longlin spoke coldly, killing intent flashing in his eyes. If he could keep Honglian Yaonu here, it would be a significant blow to the Dark Hall.
The Bashangtian represented the highest combat power of the Dark Hall, though this didn't necessarily mean they were the strongest; who knew what their hidden strengths were.
Honglian Yaonu pondered for a moment, then continued smiling, "If little Long brother is willing to take me in, I wouldn't mind."
Ye Longlin shook his head, "Taking you in is Yama's job. All I can do is send you down to meet him."
As his words fell, his martial energy began to condense into illusory sword projections, completely encircling Honglian Yaonu, leaving her no means of escape, not even the slightest movement.
Ye Longlin stepped forward, his killing intent growing with each stride. Boundless martial energy pressed down like a torrent, and his hands rapidly formed seals.
"Mountain River Seal!"
Boom!
The Mountain River Seal was a technique contained within the Mountain River Diagram. This was the first time it had been unleashed, and it was a killing move from the start!
Judging by his demeanor, he had truly decided to keep Honglian Yaonu here today.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Longlin's eyes. If he could keep Honglian Yaonu here, it would undoubtedly be a substantial blow to the Dark Hall.
Honglian Yaonu giggled, and crimson lotuses bloomed beside her, her enchanting radiance enveloping her entire being.
"Little Long brother, sister won't waste time with you here. Sister is quite busy. I'll come find you to play next time."
The Mountain River Seal descended with a roar. The red lotuses were utterly incapable of resisting and shattered.
With a bang, it struck the ground, engraving a massive diagram of the Mountain River Seal into the earth.
Honglian Yaonu appeared in the sky, waved goodbye to Ye Longlin, and turned to leave.
Ye Longlin watched her retreating back, suddenly covered his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood spurted through his fingers, his breath rapidly fading.
Yuan Gang's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward, his voice filled with concern, "Boss, your injuries..."
The battle when he returned from overseas had been intercepted by the Dark Hall, causing him some injuries. These, combined with previous wounds, had exacerbated his condition. He had only recovered significantly now and could not use his full strength, as doing so would surely aggravate his old injuries.
Ye Longlin waved his hand, his palm covered in blood, showing no regard for it. He instead asked, "Is it resolved?"
Yuan Gang nodded with a heavy heart, remaining silent.
"I'll go drive."
Xuan Niao behind him had red-rimmed eyes. They hadn't anticipated this situation because they had never imagined the usually invincible Ye Longlin could be so vulnerable.
At this moment, they finally remembered that the man before them was only twenty-seven.
Yet, at twenty-seven, he had achieved all this, and the sacrifices he made were beyond ordinary people's imagination.
The number of wars they had experienced over the years was astronomical, far exceeding any other unit.
At twenty-seven, in today's society, most people were not yet married, but he had ascended to his current position through his own efforts.
It wasn't difficult; it was simply impossible for most to achieve.
This man, who seemed half-god, could also be injured…
If this news were to spread, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation. Countless people would flock to him, and even more would be his enemies!
"Shenlong Guard pays respects to the Dragon Lord."
At the parking lot, Shenlong Guards appeared one by one, each escorting a person who looked like a dead dog.
All ten S-class war criminals had been captured and brought back.
"Alright, you all should head back quickly. We have other matters to attend to. You handle these people."
Yuan Gang was anxious to get back home. His boss's current condition absolutely could not be known by others. If it were, there would be immense trouble.
"Yes."
In the darkness, Honglian Yaonu watched from the shadows, a playful smile appearing on her lips. "Little Long brother is actually injured. This makes things quite interesting. I wonder if the customs can hold back these countless enemies! Hehehe, now this will be a good show."