With a roar, Babylon waved his hand, and purple crystals fell to the ground.
Though these purple crystals seemed to be scattered randomly, Babylon had already laid down a formation during his earlier movements, and now only needed the crystals to activate it.
The moment the purple crystals landed, faint halos rose from the ground, uniting to form a six-pointed star pattern.
In an instant, the light of the six-pointed star fell upon Babylon.
"Hmm?"
Only then did Ye Cangtian raise an eyebrow.
He had expected an offensive formation, but to his surprise, the opponent had set up a supportive one.
As the light shone upon Babylon, his aura began to surge rapidly.
His original quasi-Heavenly level seventh-heaven stage aura quickly escalated to quasi-Heavenly level ninth-heaven stage before coming to a halt.
Witnessing such a significant boost in Babylon's power, even Ye Cangtian couldn't help but murmur to himself, "What a formidable formation!"
"Die!"
The next moment, Babylon's sword, like a meteor, shot diagonally from the sky towards Ye Cangtian's chest.
"Alas! I thought you might offer me a few more surprises!"
"Sadly, I was mistaken."
As he watched the sword's attack, Ye Cangtian sighed and then pointed the cigarette butt in his hand towards the tip of the sword. With a bend of his finger, he flicked the cigarette butt with great force.
Uh…
In a flash, everyone who witnessed this scene froze in place.
One was a blade that could slice through iron, and the other was an ordinary cigarette butt. The disparity in their strength was clear.
Therefore, everyone believed Ye Cangtian was either courting death or had a follow-up attack.
However, after doing all that, Ye Cangtian stretched and made no further move.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
Boom!
The sound of an explosion echoed, and violent spiritual energy instantly swept through everything around.
The sword, unable to achieve its goal, was knocked aside by the cigarette butt and plunged into the soil.
The inconspicuous cigarette butt, however, did not change its direction. Like a bullet, it struck Babylon's chest heavily.
In an instant, Babylon felt as if his chest had been hit by a giant hammer, his internal organs severely injured. He spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.
"You!"
Feeling the intense pain, Babylon looked at Ye Cangtian with shock in his eyes.
His attack just now had definitely reached the late ninth-heaven stage level.
Such an attack, even for Ye Cangtian, a peak ninth-heaven stage expert, would have been impossible to block with a cigarette butt.
The reason was simple: the moment the cigarette butt left the body, the spiritual energy attached to it would dissipate rapidly.
Therefore, no matter how short the time the cigarette butt was in the air, its power would have drastically decreased, making it no match for the blade in his hand.
Yet, that cigarette butt not only knocked away his weapon but also left him severely injured.
Such a feat was beyond even a peak ninth-heaven stage expert. Only a Heavenly level expert could accomplish this.
With this thought, Babylon exclaimed in astonishment, "Have you reached the Heavenly level cultivation?"
"Heh, congratulations, you guessed correctly." Ye Cangtian smiled faintly.
"This…"
In that moment, Babylon's face turned red again.
He had initially felt smug about his talent overshadowing Ye Cangtian's.
But now, it seemed his talent was far inferior to Ye Cangtian's.
After all, even with an enlightenment pill, he couldn't have reached the Heavenly level.
And this person had not only broken through to the Heavenly level but was also much younger. This could only mean that his talent was truly monstrous.
With this realization, Babylon wore a self-deprecating smile, thinking how he was truly a frog in a well.
Thump! Thump…
To Babylon's surprise, upon hearing that Ye Cangtian was a Heavenly level expert, the surrounding black-robed bishops and some divine envoys knelt down one after another.
In their eyes, Heavenly level experts were beyond their ability to contend with, so they chose to surrender.
The only ones still standing were the more than a dozen red-robed bishops behind him.
Facing a Heavenly level expert, although their hearts trembled, they were, after all, elites of the Hall of Light, possessing absolute loyalty to it.
Seeing this, Ye Cangtian's gaze turned noticeably colder. He said grimly, "You don't kneel, are you planning to struggle a bit longer? Or are you counting on Babylon to make a comeback?"
After all, he had a bet with Babylon, and now that Babylon had lost, these red-robed bishops should surrender and allow him to handle them.
As Ye Cangtian's voice fell, a red-robed bishop nervously stepped forward.
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly and said fiercely, "In the dictionary of an inner hall red-robed bishop, there is no word for surrender! Moreover, Babylon is not from our Hall of Light inner hall, and he has no right to represent us!"
The meaning of this red-robed bishop was clear: the previous bet between Ye Cangtian and Babylon had nothing to do with them, the red-robed bishops.
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Cangtian's eyes flashed with confusion.
What did he mean by Babylon not being from the Hall of Light inner hall?
How could someone not from the Hall of Light inner hall command the red-robed bishops of the Hall of Light inner hall?
Perhaps sensing Ye Cangtian's gaze, the red-robed bishop immediately explained.
"Babylon is a hermit from the Hall of Light ruins, recently favored by Lord Guangyu, and then parachuted into the Hall of Light inner hall as a guest official."
"Even so, he has not received the recognition of all of us, so he is not considered one of the Hall of Light inner hall!"
These words, under normal circumstances, the red-robed bishop would not dare to speak.
But now that Babylon was severely injured and his combat strength had seriously declined, he had no fear of Babylon making a move.
Furthermore, they did not want to surrender like this. They wanted to fight for their destiny one last time.
A hermit?
Ye Cangtian's face revealed a mocking smile. He looked at Babylon and said, "You, a hermit, are so full of ambition and have gotten involved in this mess. I'm truly curious, what were you thinking?"
In Ye Cangtian's opinion, hermits should behave in a low-key manner, but this person was the opposite, which he found somewhat difficult to understand.
Babylon glanced at Ye Cangtian and gritted his teeth, "What do you know! When you encounter a bottleneck, and have no background, how difficult it is to break through even a step…"
As a hermit, Babylon naturally did not want to join various factions.
But after reaching the seventh-heaven stage cultivation, he had made no further progress and had encountered a true bottleneck.
Subsequently, he saw the Hall of Light rising rapidly and a thought occurred to him, believing that joining the Hall of Light might help him break through his bottleneck.
After all, the Hall of Light possessed many medicinal pills, and if he could obtain some, it might be possible.
On the other hand, after hearing Babylon's explanation, Ye Cangtian finally understood.
Indeed, if he were in Babylon's situation, finding a powerful force to rely on would be the wisest choice.
However, this time, Babylon had chosen the Hall of Light, which was outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and constantly embroiled in conflict.
Before gaining much benefit, they had sent him to Hua Xia, which had completely shattered Babylon's ambitions and fantasies.
Thinking this, Ye Cangtian said faintly, "Babylon, will you honor the bet and admit defeat, or do you wish to resist?"
"I…"
Faced with this question, Babylon paused for a moment before finally lowering his head.
No matter how self-confident he was, he knew he was no match for a Heavenly level expert.
So he ultimately chose to give up.
Seeing Babylon lower his head, Ye Cangtian had already guessed his thoughts. He then turned his gaze to the more than ten red-robed bishops.
"Since you have chosen to resist, then I will give you an opportunity to make a move!"
"But I must declare in advance, you should consider the consequences before acting, lest you regret it…"
As Ye Cangtian's voice fell, the dozen red-robed bishops exchanged glances, their eyes holding varying expressions.
But they nodded in unison.
"Kill!"
The next moment, the dozen red-robed bishops charged towards Ye Cangtian. However, midway, at least half of the red-robed bishops dispersed in all directions.
It was clear they intended to escape.