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Dongfang Yan came directly to Parthenon that day. Because all this happened a bit quickly, maybe because of my relationship. Therefore, those who are playing tricks are worried that something unexpected will happen and plan to execute Xinxia directly.

But no matter what they wanted to do, Dongfang Yan got the news immediately and rushed here immediately.

Stepping into Greece again, he headed directly to the Parthenon. A slight delay in the season has resulted in the real blooming period in the past few days. At a glance, the sacred mountain in full bloom is like a scroll, as beautiful as the human world. The flying flowers and catkins floated into the Acropolis, high-rise buildings and streets, and the whole city was filled with fragrance.

Dongfang Yan moved almost step by step, and almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Saintess Hall where Xinxia was imprisoned. The sacred mountain is restricted to him. It can be said that it is completely void. As for the Jin Yao Knight here, he regarded him as nothing.

"Buzz~!!!"

Arriving in front of the heavy and restrictive gate, Dongfang Yan just made a stroke, and a dimensional gate appeared in front of him, and then he stepped into it.

The knights standing guard here didn't even notice it.

Entering it, you can see that the Holy Lady's Hall is a little dark, and the burning light of some holy braziers hanging on high stone pillars is not enough to illuminate this vast and empty hall.

He didn't stop for much, and he came to a place where stone pillars stood.

The stone pillars stand tall, with various ancient masks on them, like immortal old monsters lying on the stone pillars and staring down. Without the brilliant light of the golden jade, the Saintess' Temple has no sacred air at all, but instead looks like a dark place. altar. In the center, at the top of the Holy Fire Altar is an extremely thick and huge pillar. It is probably the main pillar of the entire Saint Lady's Hall, supporting such a magnificent palace.

Under the pillar that looks like a thousand-year-old tree, a snow-silver chain is coiled, and there is a hoop at the other end, which is tightly clasping the waist of a frail woman.

She couldn't stand for too long, so she sat on the cold altar of holy fire. The bright light of the holy fire around her illuminated her pale and bloodless face, reflecting her thinness, haggardness, and desolation.

She was also wearing a saintly skirt, and the huge skirt was spread out on the holy fire altar, like soft snow, lightly setting off her incomparable temperament like Tiran's holy snow.

But seeing Xinxia like this, Dongfang Yan was still a little unhappy.

Originally he thought everything had been arranged, but unexpectedly, some changes occurred. Sure enough, the world is never static.

"Xinxia, ​​I've made you suffer." Dongfang Yan casually broke the chains here and picked him up.

Xinxia smiled softly, hugged Dongfang Yan's neck, and said softly: "I'm fine, and I know you will come soon."

"Let's go, we can go outside and observe the funeral." Dongfang Yan said with a smile.

"Hmm~"

On the most extensive grand ceremony summit of Goddess Peak, any major ceremony is held on this summit, which is comparable to a giant city square.

There are many people gathered in the peak platform completely paved with white crystal marble. Some of them are followers of Saint Panicia, some are relatives of Saint Panicia, and most of the people from the Knights Hall and Judgment Hall are also among them. All of them were wearing gray funeral clothes, and a funeral was being held for Pan Nijia.

All of Pannijia’s belongings were piled in the center of the entire ceremony’s summit, and a wooden boat was set up with blue silk sacred trees. The wooden boat was filled with the flowers that Saint Pannijia loved most during her lifetime.

And Pannijia's body was placed at the highest point, facing the blue sky, and her clothes were as holy as snow.

People gathered around the funeral in an orderly manner, and the scene was spectacular with silence and sadness.

"Next, execute that vicious woman, and we can let Panijia die in peace!" Pannijia's guardian knight said with an angry tone.

The lengthy ceremony is coming to an end. Officials, councilors, knights, sages, and believers have all completed all the funeral rites. The last step is to cremate Panijia, but it is obvious that before that, the judgment must be carried out.

"This is a guilty stone. The Holy Inquisition Tribunal has determined that they are guilty in this incident. The guilty can choose to end their own lives, otherwise we will execute them." said Duranke, the Grand Judge of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal.

"He killed the saint and committed a ton of sins. Such a person should be completely destroyed. How can he be allowed to commit suicide on his own? Everyone in the Judgment Hall listens to the order and brings over the evil woman who killed Pannijia!!" Judgment Xiao Shen, the deputy head of the palace, shouted angrily.

Xiao Shen is Pannijia's father, and he is also one of the participants in this power game.

"Buzz~~~~!!!"

Just as they were talking, suddenly, a figure appeared here.

When the distortion dissipated, everyone saw Dongfang Yan holding Ye Xinxia and stepping on Pan Nijia's sea of ​​flowers.

"Dongfang Yan!!"

When they saw Dongfang Yan, everyone present was shocked. Regarding his words, there were few people present who did not recognize him.

"Dongfang Yan, even if you are the chief of the Asian Magic Association, it does not mean that you can do whatever you want in my Parthenon!!" Great Sage Merola shouted angrily.

"Dongfang Yan, do you know her identity!!" Du Lanke also yelled angrily.

For others, the power may be enough. But the guy in front of him was more like a joke. In Duran's view, the only way to prevent him from intervening is through the pressure of public opinion. This is a woman whose blood and stone will react to 'Salang'. At this time, if Dongfang Yan takes people away in full view of the public, he will definitely be subject to the highest sanctions.

Du Lanke ignored one thing. If the Holy City had this ability, would Dongfang Yan still be the chief of the entire Asian Magic Association?

"know."

Seeing Dongfang Yan's cooperation, Dulanke immediately said: "Since you know that she is Salang in red and the culprit who launched the Sakura catastrophe, you still want to take her away!!"

"Just because the blood stone emits some faint light, you want to say that she is Salang?" Dongfang Yan asked in return.

Durank paused.

"Did you know that the first person in red in this world was killed by me?"

This matter is known internationally, and even the Holy Inquisition Tribunal is dissatisfied with it. However, Dongfang Yan cannot be judged just because they want to.

They are not cooperating!

"My shadow system was born with a feeling for the Cardinal, and Ye Xinxia was raised by me. I can say with certainty that she is not Salang. As for why she makes the blood stone fluctuate, then Naturally, it's because Salan is her mother." Dongfang Yan said calmly.

"!!!"

There were many people on the entire peak. When they heard Dongfang Yan’s words, almost everyone was shocked!

"You also admitted that she and Salan are related!" Duranke grasped the key point and shouted.

"Yes, she and Sa Long are indeed related. But similarly, don't you also know who her father is?"

Dulanke frowned. Many people present may not know who Xinxia's father and mother are, but how could he, Dulanke, not know this?