Chapter Four: The Dance of Sacrifice to Heaven in the Continent of Wind and Moon

Ye Tianlong's mind jolted slightly; he almost revealed himself, but fortunately, he was very alert and quickly regained his composure.

After having Yuzhu stop and observe the surroundings, Ye Tianlong secretly used his mental perception to carefully examine the room.

It was a bedroom with a single bed. A crack, about an inch wide, opened in the north-facing wooden window, allowing light to create a wave of light in the dim room. This light illuminated the outline of the man sitting on the edge of the bed, his face half-lit and half-shadowed, making him look somewhat ferocious and terrifying.

He was a man of about forty to forty-five years old, tall and thin, with deep-set, narrow eyes that gleamed with a chilling light. He had a large, hooked nose and two large mustaches, clearly a typical Pali man.

He had thick, dark curly hair, interspersed with a few sparse white strands, which added to his composed demeanor. His skin was naturally dark, typical of the Pari people, with only a hint of brown on his cheeks.

Ye Tianlong's Mind's Eye expanded further, taking in the surrounding situation.

At each end of the corridor, a man in a brown magic robe was intently observing his surroundings. Their vigilance clearly indicated that there was no opportunity to exploit.

Ye Tianlong immediately withdrew his Mind's Eye, gave Yu Zhu a hand signal, and then turned and lunged at the warlock sentry at one end of the corridor. Receiving Ye Tianlong's instruction, Yu Zhu also flew towards the warlock in the other direction.

As soon as they approached the closed door, Ye Tianlong unleashed his power without hesitation. A vast amount of dark energy silently pierced through the thick wooden wall, striking the warlock in the magic robe with pinpoint accuracy.

Almost simultaneously, Yu Zhu also shattered the heart meridian of another sorcerer.

In an instant, the two sorcerers, both skilled in magic, died without uttering a sound. It was a classic case of the prepared attack catching the unprepared. In a direct confrontation, the temple's sorcerers wouldn't have been so weak, but before they took proper precautions, they were utterly vulnerable to top experts like Ye Tianlong and Yu Zhu.

Having resolved the issue of the sentry, they returned to the door from which the murmurs had originated. Ye Tianlong and Yu Zhu stood on either side of the doorway, silently gathering their inner energy.

After each silently counting to five, Yu Zhu made her move first.

Her movements were lightning-fast; the moment her hand touched the door, a surge of hidden force shattered the lock. Simultaneously, her other hand pressed inward against the door.

The moment the door opened, Ye Tianlong rushed in like a gust of wind, followed closely by Yu Zhu. Their movements were so swift, almost lightning-fast, that the door slammed shut behind them.

Before the man sitting on the bed could even jump up, Ye Tianlong was already before him, one hand reaching out and grabbing his throat.

Ye Tianlong's fingers were long; with one grip, he seized the back of his opponent's ears, simultaneously channeling his inner energy, a dark force completely silencing the man's voice.

As Ye Tianlong's hand lifted, although he couldn't see Ye Tianlong's figure, the man instinctively reached out and accurately grabbed Ye Tianlong's arms, trying to push him away. But it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; his strength was no match for Ye Tianlong's, especially with his throat gripped, making even breathing difficult. He had no strength to muster.

"I am Ye Tianlong, the one you wanted to kill," Ye Tianlong said fiercely in the man's ear as he lifted him against the wall.

In an instant, the man's eyes widened, his face filled with utter horror.

"So, you Pali are also colluding with the temple?" Ye Tianlong gave the man no chance to breathe, slightly loosening his grip before asking fiercely.

Although he knew he couldn't push Ye Tianlong's hand away, the man's hands still gripped Ye Tianlong's arm tightly. Pressed by Ye Tianlong's questioning, the man instinctively nodded, then quickly shook his head, realizing what he'd done.

"So dishonest, what use are you?" Before the cold words finished, Ye Tianlong tightened his grip, his dark power cleaving the man's throat, blood gushing from his mouth. He casually tossed the still-

twitching Pali man onto the bed. Just as Ye Tianlong was about to turn and leave, he noticed a temple-made sorcerer's longsword on the bedside table, and a thought struck him. He felt he should take this opportunity to give the temple bastards a stern warning.

Acting on impulse, Ye Tianlong seemed to possess an unbridled power. Drawing his temple-made sorcerer's longsword, he lifted the Pali man's corpse again and used the sword to pin it to the wall, letting the blood slowly drip down the blade.

Throughout, the dark-clad girl stood by the door, her attention mostly focused on the corridor outside. Although she witnessed Ye Tianlong's actions, she showed no reaction, as if it were perfectly normal for him to do this.

"Now, it's time for us to settle accounts with those two old bastards from the temple," Ye Tianlong said with a cold laugh to Yu Zhu.

He had already discerned from the Pali man's expression that the temple had connections with the Pali people. If this wasn't addressed soon, things would only get more complicated.

"Young Master, are you going to settle accounts with them now?"

Yu Zhu asked, startled. Regardless, under the current circumstances, a formal falling out with the temple would definitely not be a good thing for Ye Tianlong.

"If I have the chance to kill those two old geezers, of course I'll do it," Ye Tianlong replied without hesitation.

Seeing her master's decisiveness, the Dark Clan girl, filled with obedience, said nothing more and silently followed him out.

Once outside the room, Yu Zhu carefully closed the door. Then, she quietly followed Ye Tianlong towards the main hall.

After passing two doors, a small wooden door appeared ahead—the inspection door above the main hall. Beyond this door lay the crisscrossing beams and massive roof frame of the hall. Because the entire hall was so vast, the roof frame was a full one and a half stories high.

Standing atop the main hall and looking down, Ye Tianlong immediately spotted Empress Qian and Zuo Lanxin at the forefront. On either side of them were two priests of the temple. Behind them stood dozens of elaborately dressed clergy, all kneeling in worship before the Fast Gods, who had protected the Fast Empire since its founding. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and dignified.

Among them, kneeling beside Empress Qian on a platform about two feet high at the front of the hall, Zuo Lanxin's attire and appearance were unforgettable.

Zuo Lanxin's attire was very simple: a snow-white robe with crimson trim at the collar and cuffs. A crimson sash cinched her slender waist, the only detail being the delicate threads hanging down at the sides, adding a touch of liveliness to the robe's elegance. Zuo

Lanxin's skin was as white as snow, shimmering and almost translucent. As she softly prayed, the charming and gentle expression on her beautiful face made her appear even more innocent.

Because of the wide-open collar of her robe, Zuo Lanxin's snow-white shoulders were mostly exposed. Combined with her hair styled high, it accentuated her long, slender neck, making her appear even more graceful, like a swan. From Ye Tianlong's perspective, her warm, jade-like breasts were even more captivating.

The wide sleeves, the flowing hem like blooming lotus flowers, the crimson trim, the white silk fabric, her clean and beautiful face, and her glossy black hair created the most dazzling scene in the hall.

Her pristine white robes and the magnificent, noble attire of the Empress Qian complemented each other perfectly, forming a harmonious whole.

For a moment, Ye Tianlong was almost mesmerized. He had never imagined that Zuo Lanxin would be so captivating in her snow-white robes. Back in his own residence, surrounded by so many beautiful women, he had never truly noticed Zuo Lanxin's charm.

Ye Tianlong even felt a pang of regret. Knowing things would turn out this way, he shouldn't have let Zuo Lanxin leave his residence. If he could have admired her every day while she wore that snow-white robe…

Ye Tianlong was surprised by this sudden, crazy thought. Was his lust really that strong?

Seeing Ye Tianlong lost in thought, Yu Zhu, who shared his thoughts, remained silent, quietly nestled beside him, her gaze fixed on the two priests in the hall.

A muffled drumbeat pulled the man from his chaotic thoughts. Ye Tianlong couldn't help but laugh at his own behavior; in that instant, his thoughts had inexplicably wandered a hundred thousand miles.

He then saw the clergy in the hall standing up and beginning to retreat, even the two priests leaving their positions and moving towards the side aisles. The Empress Qian and Zuo Lanxin, who had been kneeling on the platform, had also stood up.

"What's going on? Is the ceremony about to end?"

Ye Tianlong was secretly taken aback. Even if he wanted to deal with the two priests of the temple now, it was too late.

The crowd in the hall retreated very quickly. In the blink of an eye, apart from the two women standing side by side on the platform, no one could be seen.

As the priests left, all the doors around the hall closed. Only the flickering lamplight illuminated the mysterious decorations and patterns around the hall, making it difficult to tell where one was. This illusory and mysterious atmosphere was the source of the temple's power.

This situation made Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu, who were hiding on the upper beam, secretly marvel.

"Your Majesty, the next dance is a blessing dance for the gods."

With Zuo Lanxin's slightly strange voice, her hand movements were even more astonishing.

As Zuo Lanxin slowly raised her arms, her wide robes instantly slipped off, causing the lecherous man hiding on the main hall's beam to widen his eyes in astonishment.

Underneath the High Priestess's robes lay only a sheer, snow-white gauze undergarment, barely covering her breasts and lower abdomen. On Zuo Lanxin's beautifully curvaceous figure, this garment was undeniably captivating. Her

smooth skin, firm, full breasts, long legs, and firm, high buttocks—even her most intimate parts were laid bare before the gaze. This Zuo Lanxin was completely different from the elegant and refined young woman Ye Tianlong and the others knew. This stark contrast left not only Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu, hidden on the main hall's beams, speechless, but also the Empress Qian, standing before Zuo Lanxin, utterly dumbfounded and deeply shaken.

A mysterious smile graced her beautiful face as Zuo Lanxin's hands moved gracefully in the air. Her slender waist swayed gently like a lotus in the wind, each movement exquisite and captivating.

Watching Zuo Lanxin dance slowly around the Empress Qian, every glance and gesture exuded solemnity and inviolability, a stark contrast to her alluring, almost naked attire. Yet, there was no sense of incompatibility; instead, a strange harmony and integration. She danced and sang

, her soft, resonant voice echoing throughout the main hall. Just as it seemed about to fade, it would reconnect, its flow unbroken yet continuing. Mystery, sanctity, charm, and allure—so many feelings were simultaneously embodied in Zuo Lanxin. Ye Tianlong had no time to ponder anything else; he simply opened his eyes wide, his entire being completely absorbed in this once-in-a-lifetime dance.

Looking at Empress Qian, her eyes were already fixed on the spot. Her head moved slowly from side to side with Zuo Lanxin's graceful body. To be honest, the scene was quite eerie, but Empress Qian seemed completely unsuspecting. It could be said that her mind was completely captivated by Zuo Lanxin's dance.

Only Yuzhu, beside Ye Tianlong, although initially drawn to Zuo Lanxin's actions, quickly regained her senses. Since experiencing the process of mind control and manipulation, her willpower had become so strong that there was no opening.

Although she had secretly become suspicious, seeing that Ye Tianlong beside her made no move, Yuzhu could only remain patient for the time being, silently hiding on the main beam of the hall, closely observing the surrounding movements.

At this moment, the dance below reached its climax. As Zuo Lanxin's hands made a series of mysterious gestures in front of Empress Qian, a strange light appeared in Empress Qian's eyes, and then her gaze froze.

"Your Majesty, please also offer your sincere prayers."

Turning back to face Empress Qian, Zuo Lanxin extended her flawless white hands, palms up, a serene and joyful smile gracing her beautiful face.

Empress Qian, gazing at Zuo Lanxin, felt a strange sensation welling up within her, and involuntarily extended her own hands, placing them in Zuo Lanxin's palms.

"Open your heart, let the divine work within you. May the great Father God bestow His blessings upon you abundantly. Throughout your life's journey, the Father God will always be by your side, protecting and guiding you..."

Zuo Lanxin's words were slow, yet filled with a magical power—a power that compels quiet listening, a power that compels complete faith.

Empress Qian's eyes flickered, her body trembled slightly. Such subtle changes would only be discerned by true experts, but Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu, hiding on the main beam of the hall, were not specialists in this area and therefore did not notice anything amiss.

"Kneel before the Father God and pray!"

Zuo Lanxin's voice changed again, becoming gentle yet drawing out the last syllable, her tone carrying a hint of reprimand.

Strangely enough, with Zuo Lanxin's command, the Empress Qian's figure swayed slightly, then her knees slowly bent, and she actually knelt at Zuo Lanxin's feet.

Zuo Lanxin's hands flipped, palms facing down, and moved to the Empress Qian's head.

"Not good!..."

Yu Zhu was startled. Seeing this scene, even the most oblivious person should have realized something was wrong. Why hadn't Ye Tianlong given the order to attack?

With a lightning-fast thought, Yu Zhu immediately sent a mental inquiry to Ye Tianlong beside her. Although Yu Zhu and Ye Tianlong were already mentally connected, the dark clan girl, adhering to the hierarchical order of master and servant, never proactively used her mental power to access Ye Tianlong, as doing so might reveal all his thoughts.

However, the situation was urgent, and Yu Zhu sensed something different about Ye Tianlong, so she used her mental power for the first time to enter his inner world.

Upon entering Ye Tianlong's inner world, Yu Zhu immediately understood why he hadn't given the order to attack: his mind was also trapped by a force.

Immediately, Yu Zhu used her mental power to break through the force surrounding Ye Tianlong's mind. With the combined dark power between Yu Zhu and Ye Tianlong, the force that had trapped Ye Tianlong's mind was quickly and completely eliminated.

Once his mind was freed, Ye Tianlong immediately understood what had just happened. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with a sharp, piercing light.

Understanding Ye Tianlong's intentions, Yu Zhu and Ye Tianlong simultaneously leaped off the main hall's beam, heading straight for Zuo Lanxin.

At that moment, Zuo Lanxin's hands were already pressed against the head of the Empress Qian.

Sensing two incredibly powerful killing intents rushing towards her, a hint of doubt flashed in Zuo Lanxin's eyes, but she remained calm, not taking the approaching killing intents to heart.

Ye Tianlong and Yu Zhu were still in mid-air when they suddenly felt something indescribable blocking their path. It felt like someone suddenly stepping from land into water, crossing the surface and entering a watery abyss—an invisible yet undeniable pressure emanating from all directions.

In an instant, a dazzling light illuminated the main hall. This light, as bright as platinum, was so intense that it left no room for concealment, and it was brighter than the light of a thousand suns. Two figures were instantly exposed.

With a series of sharp shouts, six lithe and graceful figures shot up from below the platform where Zuo Lanxin and Empress Qian were standing. Six cold beams of light, like rainbows piercing the sun, were menacing. The sword energy was aimed at Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu.

They were the most elite Holy Maiden Guards warriors beside the High Priestess of the Temple. Each of them was skilled enough to be considered a first-rate expert in the empire. Especially within the Temple's protective barrier, the combined strength of these six was more than doubled. The fact that they

could silently break through the Temple's five-elemental protective barrier showed just how skilled the intruders were. However, while Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu were hidden on the main hall's beam, the exceptionally perceptive Zuo Lanxin had already sensed them through the fluctuations in the barrier.

Therefore, when Zuo Lanxin carried out her original plan for Empress Qian, she disregarded her own beauty and used the newly learned secret sacrificial dance of the temple to control everyone present.

This sacrificial dance was originally a spell passed down from the highest-ranking high priestesses of the temple, and all who performed it were willingly and wholeheartedly devoted to the temple. It can be said that the sacrificial dance played a significant role in the Fast Empire's eventual establishment of its vast empire with the temple's support.

However, at the beginning of the Fast Empire's peace, the sudden death of the then high priestess caused this highly ornamental spell to lose its greatest power. It is said that the high priestess died in a power struggle within the court and the temple.

Over time, this sacrificial dance gradually faded from the memories of the temple's clergy, leaving behind only dances more for show than for practical use. Furthermore, the spell's limited effectiveness in actual combat further accelerated its loss.

After assuming the position of High Priestess, Zuo Lanxin, while cultivating in the secret chamber of the High Priestess's meditation retreat, inadvertently discovered the essence of the Heavenly Sacrifice Dance. She secretly learned this spell, designed to control the mind, and witnessed its power in experiments.

However, Zuo Lanxin hadn't anticipated that while the Heavenly Sacrifice Dance, used at full power, controlled the mind of the Empress, it didn't completely control the enemy hidden in the shadows. Although she sensed the enemy's presence from the fluctuations of the spatial barrier, her spiritual sense couldn't pinpoint their true location, which was one reason she decided to use the Heavenly Sacrifice Dance.

When Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu attacked her, Zuo Lanxin clearly felt it, but her confidence and composure stemmed from her considerable faith in her backup plan.

The six Holy Maiden Guards lying in ambush beneath the altar had all been secretly controlled by her using the Dance of Sacrifice to Heaven, their minds completely at her mercy. Moreover, when the Dance of Sacrifice to Heaven was performed, a powerful protective force field would form around her, within which she was the true master.

The closer they got to Zuo Lanxin, the stronger the resistance they encountered became, causing Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu to feel a simultaneous sense of shock. Back in the manor, the quiet and gentle Zuo Lanxin, though possessing powerful spiritual senses, was of ordinary strength, even arguably a harmless girl. But now, the force field they encountered was so powerful that even the empire's top-tier martial arts masters couldn't achieve it, let alone ordinary experts.

Yuzhu felt this most acutely. With her current strength, she could absolutely disregard anyone in the world, not even the Royal Army or the True Lord of Wind and Moon. Yet, in front of a girl like Zuo Lanxin, she felt constrained, a feeling she had never experienced since mastering her martial arts.

Six swords arrived simultaneously, forming a shimmering yet deadly sword mountain around Zuo Lanxin and the Empress Qian. Within Zuo Lanxin's force field, their martial arts were powerfully amplified, and the sword energy emanating from each of them intensely shook the minds of Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu.

Ye Tianlong roared in fury. The power and killing intent of his opponents ignited boundless killing intent within him, while the feeling of being bound within the force field further fueled his dark power. Dark energy erupted from his body, and the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword instantly burst forth with a terrifying blackness, as if a black hole had suddenly opened in space—a terrifying black hole capable of devouring all life.

Conversely, multicolored streams of light appeared around Zuo Lanxin, rushing towards the all-consuming Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in Ye Tianlong's hand.

Lightning flashed, and Ye Tianlong's figure trembled repeatedly, but the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, worthy of being a weapon of the gods, relentlessly devoured all the multicolored streams of light in the space. By the time the Holy Maiden Guards realized the situation was dire, Ye Tianlong had already appeared before them.

The black sword energy of the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword flashed, instantly shattering the longswords in the hands of the two Holy Maiden Guards.

One of the guards reacted with lightning speed; feeling the weight lift from her hand, she instinctively dodged, her legs flying like scissors, simultaneously throwing the broken sword forward.

Ye Tianlong remained still, neither dodging nor evading, and pounced again. His Heavenly Demon Holy Sword slashed down like lightning, first deflecting the broken sword, then meeting the Holy Maiden Guard's two long, powerful legs.

Blood splattered, and the Holy Maiden Guard, having lost both legs, fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, the other let out a piercing scream, as a large hand pierced through her sword net and grabbed her high, full breasts.

Five streams of black energy surged from Ye Tianlong's fingers, instantly dissipating all the Saintess Guard's strength. Her hand, now powerless, loosened, the longsword fell, and the Saintess Guard was limply caught in Ye Tianlong's grasp.

At this moment, driven by the dark power emanating from Ye Tianlong's heart, Yu Zhu unleashed her full strength. A full-force attack from a Dark Clan girl at ten percent power was unmatched on the entire continent, let alone by the Holy Maiden Guards before her. It could be said that their fate was sealed the moment their protective force field clashed with Ye Tianlong's dark power.

The black sword light flashed like lightning, then flashed again; the sound of the sword cutting through the air didn't reach the ears until long after the sword had passed, demonstrating the terrifying speed of the attack.

The four Holy Maiden Guards plummeted downwards like birds struck by arrows, their muffled groans only audible upon impact, followed by the heavy thud of their bodies hitting the ground.

All of this happened in a very short time; the two sides only paused briefly in mid-air. After contact, they all plunged downwards. This scene, witnessed by Zuo Lanxin, caused her expression to change drastically.

The six Holy Maiden Guards, on whom she had placed such high hopes, couldn't even withstand a single attack from the enemy, and even their most confident protective force field couldn't slow the enemy down in the slightest. Zuo Lanxin finally realized the difficulties she faced.

Fortunately, however, the Dark Clan's invisibility spell was rendered ineffective within the force field created by the Dance of Sacrifice, allowing Zuo Lanxin to clearly see the enemy ahead.

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