I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 410. Evil Dragon, I Accept Your Challenge.
Dragon God.

Is this the so-called deity behind Mr. Xia?

The woman in the black dress stood below the sacred golden steps, looking up at the high and mighty deity with dangerous, vertical pupils like those of a snake, cold and majestic.

Mu Qingtong could sense that this dragon god's power might have already surpassed the scope of the twelve main star gods, and his spiritual power alone was enough to rival hers.

but.

Before entering the sealed land, Mr. Xia repeatedly warned her that this god had committed heinous crimes and was extremely terrifying. He was sealed here to atone for his sins, but his power was still great and he was not someone she could provoke.

Mu Qingtong could only say, "How ridiculous."

Whatever the reason, it is absurd that someone with such great strength would willingly remain in this place for thousands of years.

Do such weaklings who compromise with the world, such ignorant gods, deserve Mr. Xia's submission?
Mr. Xia has truly degenerated into a degenerate man!
Mr. Xia clearly needs to be saved.

She wouldn't mind helping Mr. Xia when necessary, so that he could understand the true meaning of the strong and break free from the shackles of the evil god.

Compared to the gods, she is now weak; that is an indisputable fact.

But she wasn't without a backup plan.

Even if she is punished by the gods, she still has ways to survive.

However, to Mu Qingtong's surprise, after the woman on the throne met her gaze, she did not unleash any so-called divine punishment, and her vertical pupils did not reveal the slightest killing intent.

He merely glanced at her with disdain, his narrow, pale pupils resembling an endless expanse of ice, cold and indifferent.

It was the same gaze she had, harboring the same thoughts. Clearly, deep within the vertical pupils of this woman on the throne lay not only arrogance but also delusion.

—A foolish delusion to gain Mr. Xia’s admiration and submission and to become the object of Mr. Xia’s worship!
This is clearly a challenge.

In that brief second, though no words were spoken and neither side displayed any killing intent, Mu Qingtong clearly sensed the evil dragon's challenge from those deep, abyss-like pale vertical pupils.

The arrogant challenge she launched was one that aimed to completely subdue Mr. Xia.

—Evil dragon, I accept your challenge.

Xia Feng: "."

An eerily silent atmosphere filled Xia Feng's mind. His chaotic thoughts exploded like a nuclear bomb, and he felt like he was about to die. His heart pounded uncontrollably, leaving behind afterimages.
But after a moment of mental blankness, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He grabbed Teacher Fu and pressed down on Miss Mu's shoulder at the same time.

"Lord Dragon God, I will come to see you later."

After quickly saying a few words, he withdrew from the Evil Dragon Space with a slight thought, and to his surprise, he actually succeeded!
Miss Evil Dragon did not seal off the space to prevent him from leaving.

Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he still had quite a lot of influence.

Thump—Dao Kui was also thrown out by Miss Evil Dragon, crashing to the ground in the gap of space, still unconscious.

Xia Feng wiped the sweat from his brow, looked up at the woman in the black dress, and said helplessly, "Miss Mu, is this what you meant by not breaching the contract?"

"I did not breach the contract."

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were indifferent. "I promised you I would seal your soul, but I didn't promise you I wouldn't use a spiritual artifact to break the seal."

Xia Feng: "!"

"You're playing word games with me, aren't you!" Xia Feng was impressed, but still somewhat puzzled, "Your magical artifact can do something like this?"

"As long as you have enough mental strength."

"!!"

Forget it, Xia Feng was too lazy to dwell on it anymore; as long as the outcome was safe, that was enough.

Thinking of this, he smiled arrogantly: "Miss Mu! You should thank me. If it weren't for Lord Dragon God sparing you out of respect for me, you wouldn't even know how you died."

Heh~ Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, staring quietly at the man in front of her.

Xia Feng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. "What are you doing, looking at me like that?"

"Mr. Xia, are you usually violated on that divine throne?" Mu Qingtong asked calmly.

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, his dark pupils meeting the beautiful golden eyes before him in quiet contemplation.

A moment later, he smiled and said, "Miss Mu, you seem a little off."

The woman in the black dress frowned slightly, about to say something, when Xia Feng raised his hand and lifted her delicate chin, his dark eyes staring intently at her, his smile unrestrained, "You're willing to risk death to do something like this, Miss Mu, could it be that you've really fallen in love with me?"

Love, what a laughable word. Mu Qingtong's golden eyes were indifferent as she looked up at her cool face: "Don't be delusional, Mr. Xia. I'll emphasize again, our relationship is purely physical. I only have possessiveness and a desire to conquer you."

"As for meeting that evil god," the woman in the black dress slapped Xia Feng's hand away, instead pinching his chin and turning it from side to side, "it's only because she touched my things, so I'm going to warn her."

"Warning?" Xia Feng's lips twitched into a mocking smile. "You slunk away like a coward, so who's warning whom?"

"Mr. Xia, you forcibly brought me out." Mu Qingtong said expressionlessly.

"Oh, really?" Xia Feng chuckled, his dark eyes looking down at you with disdain. "If I hadn't saved you, you would have been beaten to a pulp by the Dragon God, crying and begging for mercy on your knees, and then slinking away in the end. Wouldn't the result be the same?"

Hearing Mr. Xia's fabricated and sarcastic remarks, Mu Qingtong wasn't very angry.

Because her current skill level is indeed poor, that's an indisputable fact.

Being utterly defeated by that evil god is inevitable.

But temporary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything. Even if the evil god ultimately chooses to kill her, it's a result she was already prepared to accept.

If all else fails, we can use our last resort.

She can lose anything, but she cannot lose the dignity of being a strong person.

"See? See? Speechless now?" A mocking laugh came from the man's mouth, his dark eyes filled with sneer and smugness. "Admit it, Miss Mu, you are no match for Miss Evil Dragon!"

"..." Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes remained calm, but her golden pupils gradually darkened, and undercurrents surged beneath the surface.

She is not angry.

Really, she wasn't angry at all.

Strength is not defined by time; temporary victories or defeats mean nothing.

"If you're bad at cooking, practice more—mmm—mmm—"

Before Xia Feng could finish his sentence, his face was pressed against hers, his words were silenced by the woman in the black dress's red lips. Miss Mu's actions were somewhat rough; their breaths mingled, and as their noses collided, Xia Feng felt a sharp pain in his lips.

In the center of the deserted and silent battlefield, silver hair danced lightly in the wind.

Strands of silver hair brushed against Xia Feng's face and clung to their thin lips. Xia Feng was enraged by the kiss and began to retaliate!
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After an unknown amount of time, Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng released each other in a moment of breathlessness. Their dark eyes met, and they looked at each other in silence. They didn't know why they suddenly started competing in kissing skills; they just wanted to.

Xia Feng put his arm around the woman in the black dress's waist and raised an eyebrow: "Miss Mu, I'll ask you one last time, do you like me?"

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes remained calm, as always: "I don't like it."

That's really stubborn.

Xia Feng released her soft waist: "Tsk, forget it then, if you don't like it, you don't like it."

"The important matter comes first." With that, he walked towards the very center of the Cage of Angels.

The withered giant flower in the center drooped with decaying branches, and beneath the brownish-black soil, besides the dense, intertwined root system, there were golden water droplets resembling stars.

"So this is the Origin Water and the Origin Flower?" Xia Feng stopped, stroked his chin, and observed the giant flower for a moment before reaching out his hand.

The giant flower was encased in a transparent glass dome, and as Xia Feng touched it, mysterious silver patterns faintly appeared on the glass. [Divine Relic - Angel's Cage]

【Function 1: Injecting spiritual particles, once the amount of spiritual particles reaches the required level, a defensive net can be generated. It can withstand continuous attacks from Venerable Realm experts for a certain period of time. The defensive effect depends on the intensity of the opponent's attack. Once the defense is breached, it will enter a damaged state—unusable, and can repair itself in 30 days.】

[Function 2: Dimensional attacks, mental attacks, and spacetime turbulence below the present level will be unable to pass through the Angel's Cage; however, if it is damaged, it cannot be used.]

【Function 3: Within the Angel's Cage, consume Spirit Particles to create 1-2 'Angel's Cage Other Dimensions,' which exist in the form of glass domes. Targets within the dome's range will be included in the other dimension.】

[Coverage range: Determined by the amount of spirit particles injected]

Sensing the information transmitted, Xia Feng looked at the glass dome in front of him again. The inside of this thing was an alternate dimension similar to the Holy Knight Space.

Against the alternate dimension, the combination of the ethereal transformation and the Four Symbols Array becomes ineffective, and the Paladin Space cannot connect to this alternate dimension either.

So now, how to open this thing is a problem.

Many divine relics do not have a system of recognizing a master; whoever obtains them can use them.

The Cage of Angels works like this; it only stops working and returns to its original state once the amount of spiritual energy injected into it is depleted.

Of course, if you forcefully break through it, you can restore it to its original state, but Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong combined don't have that kind of strength.

According to the information, breaking through this Angel's Cage would require at least a full-force attack from a Fifth Realm expert.

The term "Five Realms of Venerables" refers to a Venerable who has attained five Fruit Positions. Of course, even if someone has five Fruit Positions, it doesn't necessarily mean that they can use five A-grade Spirit Robes.

Only upon attaining the highest level can the first primordial fruit position be condensed as an A-grade spiritual garment. The subsequent four fruit positions can be condensed as B-grade spiritual garments, but C-grade spiritual garments are not acceptable. The spiritual particle structure of C-grade spiritual garments is too fragile, making it difficult to condense fruit positions.

Furthermore, concentrating the fruit position can greatly enhance the effect of the spirit garment, thereby increasing the spirit master's combat power!
Therefore, even if one is lucky enough to condense a C-level fruit position, the enhanced C-level spirit garment will be very weak, making it a losing proposition.

Therefore, most Venerable Ones choose to condense a B-level fruit position.

After all, the higher the level of fruition, the more difficult it is to condense, and the risk of continuing to condense an A-level fruition is several times greater than when one becomes a Venerable.

For spiritual masters, condensing B-grade energy is the most efficient and reliable method.

And most importantly, it takes a lot of time just to learn the third A-level spirit garment. Unless you are a peerless genius, very few spirit masters can afford to spend that much time.

Therefore, the strength of Venerables varies greatly. The "Venerable Level" is just a simple way to divide the number of fruit positions that have been condensed for ease of expression. It does not mean that a Venerable Level 5 is necessarily stronger than a Venerable Level 4.

For example, if all four positions in the fourth realm of Venerable are A-level, but the fifth realm of Venerable only has one A-level position, then the fifth-level Venerable might not necessarily have much of a chance of winning.

Of course, this is an extreme case. Achieving a perfect score of A-level is already incredibly difficult.

It seems that the Angel's Cage cannot be broken by force at present; we can only wait.

However, after careful observation, Xia Feng found that there were a total of 66 golden water droplets flowing in the soil.

66 drops of origin water!

It's an auspicious number.

"Mr. Xia, what do you need this Origin Water for?" Mu Qingtong quietly approached the glass dome and asked in confusion.

Xia Feng smiled slightly: "Guess."

Mu Qingtong glanced at him thoughtfully: "It seems to be related to dealing with me?"

Given Mr. Xia's personality, he would definitely show off anything he could to her, right up close.

However, if someone intentionally conceals the purpose of something, it is most likely a secret method related to the outcome of a battle.

Xia Feng didn't expect Miss Mu to be so perceptive, but it didn't matter. No matter how this evil witch guessed, she wouldn't be able to guess that it was related to Miss Evil Dragon.

"Fine, you go to the military zone to finish things up." Mu Qingtong didn't intend to argue with Mr. Xia, and waved her hand. "I'll attack the Angel's Cage here and accelerate its spiritual energy consumption."

"I must say, Miss Mu, you are truly magnanimous, beautiful inside and out." Xia Feng gave a thumbs up in sincere praise.

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense."

"okay."

Xia Feng used the Gui Dao and the Four Symbols Formation to leave the Angel's Cage and enter the military zone.

The riots in the military zone were nearing their end. With the collapse of more than a dozen battle lines, the half-dragon legion achieved an overwhelming victory, and all the remaining soldiers began to scatter and flee.

Wearing the K mask, Xia Feng took advantage of the chaos to loot treasures from various armories, level 3 spirit material warehouses, level 4 spirit material warehouses, level 5 spirit material warehouses, confidential archives, and other places.

Anything he felt was somewhat useful was taken into his storage space, leaving no property for the Dongsheng Fortress.

While looting, he unleashed the Blood Shadow to cleanse the area, wreaking havoc on the entire military zone and injuring dozens of tyrannical and mentally unstable half-dragons before returning to the core area.

If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way. After all, the half-dragon legion was just taking advantage of this opportunity to stage an organized riot, and it had little to do with K-mask.
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Saint Royce.

Temple of the Holy Spirit.

Kenshin pushed the young man in the wheelchair slowly out of the tree-lined path, and suddenly the view opened up. The majestic gates of the Holy Spirit Temple stood like the gates of heaven on earth.

A considerable number of people had already gathered in the sacred square in front of the temple gates.

A statue holding aloft a holy sword stands in the center of the square.

Before the statue stood a group of priests, about twenty in number, dressed in black and gold robes and wearing black moon pendants around their necks, prostrating themselves beneath the statue and chanting something in unison.

At the very front of the priests stood two men and one woman.

The woman wore an elegant blue dress and had her hair styled with a blue hairpin. Xia Feng would definitely recognize her if he were here. This person was none other than Jiang Qiu'e, one of the saints of the Black Moon Church, who had a fox tail and could revive after cutting it off.

The blond youth standing respectfully behind Jiang Qiu'e was Gokudera Yasuto, Jiang Qiu'e's apprentice.

In front of the master and disciple was an old man dressed in a dark red priest's robe and hooded. The old man placed his hand on his chest, and a black moon was imprinted on his aged and wrinkled brow as he bowed and looked up at the majestic statue of the Three Saints.

Although they had never met before, Ye Lidong recognized the old man.

— Cardinal Oberyn of the Black Moon Church, Second Realm Venerable.

Besides the Black Moon Church, behind the fountain, a dozen or so men and women from the Golden Flower family stood respectfully behind an old man.

These people gathered here to besiege and kill Sirius.

However, the square was very quiet, and everyone remained silent, waiting for the doors of the Holy Spirit Temple to open.

Tian Yuan has been in the Holy Spirit Temple to pay homage to the Holy Lady for many days and has not yet come out. Everyone has been summoned here, but no one knows how to surround and kill Sirius or how to pinpoint his location.

We can only wait here.

"Om-"

Suddenly, a soft hum sounded. It wasn't that the temple doors had opened, but rather that a humanoid figure with enormous snow wings vaguely appeared above the fountain in Holy Spirit Square, bathed in the soft moonlight.

The clear moonlight condensed into his tall figure, a handsome man with a golden winged holy mark between his brows, his eyes closed, his hands behind his back suspended in the air.

Upon seeing this person arrive, Ye Lidongjun's heterochromatic eyes narrowed slightly.

The Third Gatekeeper: Disciples of the Angelic Legion.

[Angel's Right Wing - Juphale]

—The wise man.

(End of this chapter)