I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 329 329. Childish!

Witch Island was shrouded in thick purple mist, making it look like a purple planet.

Outside the planet, there are endless, deep blue ocean currents.

At this moment, hundreds of ships in the ocean current completely blockaded and surrounded the island.

After a chaotic battle, the five factions finally reached a ceasefire agreement, but none of them left or intended to enter Witch Island.

Even Silver Ten didn't plan to enter Witch Island. Instead, he found a spot where he could observe the whole situation and waited quietly.

The Witch's Calamity Realm possesses a rule-level spiritual restriction field. When a Venerable enters this field, their spiritual pressure level will be forcibly reduced by 1 to 2 levels.

In addition, given the Witch's Calamity Realm's inherently bizarre contagiousness, the mortality rate for those who enter is also very high.

Silver October is not prepared to take any risks.

The Goddess Palace and the Golden Bird Flower share the same idea.

Now, the Black Moon Church has set up a space-sealing array on Witch Island, and no one on the island will be able to leave the island using any means of spatial teleportation.

The only way to leave the island is by taking off into the Yongliu Sea.

Therefore, they only need to wait outside the island. If the K-mask is preparing to leave the island, he will have nowhere to escape.

"The Holy Son is really something, why can't he just obediently let us catch him?"

In the main cabin of the Goddess Fleet, twelve people, both men and women, sat on either side of a long table of light and shadow.

At the end of the long table sat a woman with long pink hair, her long legs crossed, her right hand lazily supporting her chin, and her left fingertips lightly tossing coins one after another.

"My lord, what do you think the Holy Son is really thinking?"

On the right side of the long table, a middle-aged man pushed up his glasses and said in a puzzled voice, "I heard that a small team went to Area 51 to escort the Holy Son, but the Holy Son escaped beforehand. It seems that this Holy Son is not very willing to accept the title bestowed by Her Majesty the Goddess."

As the middle-aged man spoke up, someone else chimed in: "To be honest, I still don't understand what Her Majesty the Goddess's criteria are for choosing a holy son."

"Standard? Heh~ I guess the standard is the ability to cause trouble." A man chuckled lightly. "To be hunted down by so many forces at the same time, I wonder what he did that angered both heaven and man."

"Tsk~ In that case, he would be quite suitable to join our Burning Heaven Temple."

"Okay, everyone, shut up."

The pink-haired woman caught the coin in mid-air, glanced at the crowd, and said, “Be vigilant against Golden Flower and Silver Ten. Our goal is to capture the Holy Son, but their goal is to kill him. I doubt they will give up easily.”

"But my lord, to be honest, I doubt whether the Holy Son can even leave Witch Island alive."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "After all, according to the information I got from the Burning Heaven Path, several Venerables have died on Witch Island in history, making it extremely dangerous."

"Message from the Headmaster."

Just then, a girl with a watermelon-shaped haircut and wearing headphones looked up and said, "The message says that the people from Burning Heaven Sect are on a mission on Witch Island. If needed, you can contact them."

"What are the Burning Heaven Path doing on Witch Island?"

The girl with the watermelon-head hair said in a deep voice: "According to the information, there is a hidden treasure on Witch Island, which is why countless people have tried to land on the island for tens of thousands of years. The purpose of Burning Heaven Path is to obtain the [Divine Relic - Witch Key] in the treasure."

"What is the Witch's Key for?"

"The message didn't say anything, it just said it was a Pure Blue-level divine relic, and that if necessary, we must assist the Burning Heaven Path in obtaining it."

Although relics of the gods are rare and exist in various forms, their effects vary greatly.

However, there are also general classifications: Dark Blue, Pure Blue, Epic, and Legendary.

Most of the relics of the gods are of the Xuanqing level.

Of course, in fact, below Xuanqing there is also a 'White Name Level'.
However, most of the white-named divine relics have been destroyed or disappeared over the course of tens of thousands of years of history, and are even rarer than the Xuanqing and Jinglan relics. Therefore, they have been removed from the list and are generally classified as Xuanqing-level relics.

"The Witch's Key?" After hearing the girl's explanation, the pink-haired woman frowned slightly, showing no joy at the fact that Burning Heaven Dao was also on Witch Island.

Both the Burning Heaven Path and the Goddess Palace belong to the Burning Heaven Holy Temple, but their relationship is not harmonious.

If those lunatics from the Burning Heaven Path knew where the Holy Son was, they might secretly kill him.

"Tsk, that's really troublesome."

The pink-haired woman narrowed her phoenix eyes and murmured, "You, Holy Son, are very good at escaping. I hope you won't run into those lunatics and will escape successfully again."

Xia Feng did not encounter the Burning Heaven Dao, but he was indeed completely trapped at this moment.

"That damned Black Moon Church! You can't expect anything good to happen if you run into anyone from that church," Xia Feng muttered, adding another note about the Black Moon Church to his notebook.

He decided that he would find an opportunity to go to the Black Moon Church headquarters and give all their magical artifacts to Minotaur!
Xia Feng thought to himself as he focused intently on what lay ahead.

At this moment, he, Mu Qingtong, and Yue Hongli stood back to back, gazing ahead.

There were witches all around, about sixteen of them.

They covered their eyes with their hands, standing scattered in the dim purple mist, forming a circle, with a half-smile on their lips.

These witches seemed to possess a certain level of intelligence; only sixteen remained, while the remaining eighty continued their pursuit of the Black Moon Church.

Even if there are only sixteen, it would be enough to trap Xia Feng and the others here.

Even if Yue Hongli looked this way from a distance, it was no use. The witches were standing too far apart, and the purple mist blocked their view, making the ambient light very dim and blurry.

There was simply no angle from which Yue Hongli could see all the witches.

Ultimately, there was no other way but for the three of them to stand back to back to capture a complete and stable 360° view, ensuring that no witch would be missed.

Fortunately, the Weeping Witch has one flaw.

Their teleportation is linear; if there is another of their kind in front of them, they cannot teleport past that other kind.

This is probably why they chose to leave 16 witches behind, because 16 witches would be enough to form an inescapable encirclement.

Any more would be a waste.

This shows that these witches do indeed possess a certain level of intelligence.

"It seems we're going to die for love on this island."

Xia Feng sighed, "But actually, it's not bad at all, it's quite romantic, don't you think, Miss Mu?"

Mu Qingtong: "?"

"Mr. Xia, do you have some misunderstanding about romance?"

"Romance is about lovers growing old and dying together, which fits our situation perfectly," Xia Feng smiled slightly. "Xiao Li, do you think I'm right?"

Yue Hongli nodded earnestly: "Yes, Master is right!"

"2 to 1! Miss Mu, I won."

Mu Qingtong sighed helplessly and muttered, "Childish."

But then, as if remembering something, she raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, "A loving couple? Mr. Xia, are you admitting that you like me?"

"what?"

Xia Feng paused, then said with a hint of surprise, "I was talking about me and Xiao Li, Miss Mu. I've noticed you're quite narcissistic—you actually took it personally!"

"..." Mu Qingtong pursed her lips. "Childish!"

(End of this chapter)