I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 524. Imprisonment
After all that fuss, it was already morning.

Before Jiang Qiu'e could rest for a while, she and Chana Xue received a message from Oberon.

【The three Holy Maidens, please come to the main hall to meet; we have important matters to discuss.】

With multiple constraints in place, Xia Feng was no longer afraid of Jiang Qiu'e causing trouble. He let her leave and took the opportunity to check on the progress of Oberyn's investigation.

To be honest, with two saintesses protecting her, there's no way Oberyn could find Miss Mu.

He and Miss Mu could now completely consider this 20th district of the Vatican as their own home.

The morning light is dim.

Through the Moon's Sacred Art Field, Chana Yuki and Jiang Qiu'e arrived outside the main hall in the blink of an eye.

However, both women were stunned for a moment when they stood in front of the magnificent palace and high gate.

"Don't go in, something's not right." Cha Nai Xue's thoughts echoed in Jiang Qiu'e's mind.

Jiang Qiu'e naturally sensed it as well. If it were someone else, they would not have noticed anything unusual, but she had been in contact with the Snowfield Consciousness and was very familiar with this strange and polluted aura.

At this moment, the polluted aura permeated the palace, though faint, she still keenly sensed it.

As for Chana Yuki, she used the Eye of Naraku to directly see through and analyze the surrounding environment, discovering that everything inside the palace gate was shrouded in a layer of mist, and a mournful roar was coming from within, which was unprecedented.

Moreover, it also contained many layers of eerie dark purple and blood red formations.

At this moment, the runes on the array began to slowly rotate, like silver snakes dancing in the air. A bright silver vertical pupil with bloodshot veins suddenly opened in the center of the array. Chana Yuki's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice, "Run!"

As soon as Jiang Qiu'e had a thought, she discovered that the authority to the Moon Sacred Art Field had disappeared.

She frowned, but without hesitation, she used her [Celestial Words] authority, and her words flowed instantly: "I am standing behind the Q-faced man."

But to her surprise, the divine words also failed to work.

Chana looked up at the sky, her vortex-purple eyes strange, as if the world around her had been broken down into countless streams of information that converged into her eyes.

"This is the Six-Eyed Level - Slaughtering Calamity."

"This calamity was formed at the same time as our arrival here, and its purpose is probably to isolate us from the real world."

Chana frowned and looked back at the palace gate. "It seems we're in trouble."

"Whoo-"

As soon as she finished speaking, the tightly closed palace doors opened automatically to both sides.

Inside the palace.

Eighteen ancient and towering pillars, carved with sacred patterns and shimmering with silver light, support this magnificent palace, which is connected to the heavens and the earth.

At the far end of the palace, the statue of the Black Moon Goddess stands with her hands on her chest, her face obscured, but her majestic and sacred aura inspires reverence.

Oberyn, draped in a red priest's robe and wielding a completely black scepter, stood hunched over beneath the statue, his lowered eyelids slowly lifting as the temple doors opened wide.

His cloudy eyes showed no joy or sorrow, only indifference. His voice was hoarse and soft: "My lords, please enter the hall."

As he finished speaking, a halo of light appeared beneath the feet of the two saintesses, instantly teleporting them to the center of the palace, where the doors slammed shut.

The two women quickly scanned the situation inside the hall.

There are eighteen tall, silver pillars, and in front of ten of them sits a person with their eyes closed.

The ten individuals, including the Holy Son of Justice, Yan Si, and Jin Jili, were the geniuses from various forces who had previously entered the Abyss of Sorrow.

Strangely, their souls were twisting and rising from their bodies, flickering and fading. At the same time, each of them had a golden thread between their brows, connecting them to the blood-red array on the ground.

Chana frowned. She had thought that her cover-up of Mu Qingtong had been discovered, which was why she was attacked by Oberyn.

But now it seems that things are even more serious.

As the palace doors swung open, a thick, inky purple mist appeared in the surrounding space, rushing towards the two women like hundreds of evil spirits.

Chana and Jiang Qiu'e stood back to back, simultaneously forming hand seals with perfect coordination, gathering spiritual energy at their fingertips to unleash Black Moon Protection.

A jet-black halo protected them.

"Hehe~ Rumors are circulating that the two saintesses have a terrible relationship and hate each other, but judging from their mutual trust and understanding, that doesn't seem like it."

A woman wearing a red and white high-slit cheongsam emerged from the shadows, her hips swaying as she walked, making her curvaceous figure appear even more alluring.

She wore a white cat mask on her face, so her features were not visible.

Jiang Qiu'e glanced at the woman with her ethereal eyes, then frowned in confusion.

"Has the Holy Maiden Qiu'e forgotten me so quickly? It's truly heartbreaking."

The woman held a round fan painted with ink landscapes in her hand, covering her lips with it. She chuckled softly, and the fan spun around—her figure transformed into a woman wearing a red cloak, none other than Tang Ruyan.

The fan spun around again—and her figure transformed back into Teresa, draped in a nun's robe.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Qiu'e immediately understood that the woman wearing the white cat mask was the second Theresa, the one who had truly destroyed the teleportation point, thus trapping Ye Likong in the Abyss of Sorrow.

It now seems that White Cat Woman and Oberyn are actually in cahoots.

The White Catwoman's actions in disrupting the teleportation point were probably intended to give Oberyn a reason to blockade the Papacy and temporarily keep the geniuses from various factions here.

While Jiang Qiu'e was being trained by Xia Feng and the other two last night, something must have happened outside. Oberyn successfully captured these geniuses and imprisoned them here.

So all that talk about Oberyn doing everything he could to find Theresa was just nonsense. This cardinal had no intention of caring about the missing Theresa at all.

"Tsk tsk~" The white cat girl had returned to normal, her shapely buttocks swaying as she circled around the two women.

Looking at the two women's expressionless and aloof expressions, she chuckled softly, "You two holy maidens are indeed aloof, but my little brother likes your type. I'm really looking forward to it."

“White cat, do not be rude.” Oberyn’s emotionless voice rang out as he tapped the scepter in his hand.

The white cat glanced back and chuckled mockingly, "Old man, you've already laid a hand on your own Holy Maiden, so why are you still pretending to be respectful and submissive?"

Oberyn frowned, ignoring her, and instead looked intently at the two saintesses: "My ladies, surrender. You will not die after being corrupted by the purple mist; on the contrary, your strength will increase."

"Bam—"

The inky aura formed by the Black Moon's protection shattered instantly under the attack of the purple mist.
However, after Jiang Qiu'e burned the [Strong Protection] talisman at her fingertips, a protective net was formed again, protecting the two of them once more.

Jiang Qiu'e never expected that after leaving the Black Abyss, she would encounter a polluted entity with a consciousness similar to that of the Snowfield.

This puzzled her greatly. Could it be that the Snowfield consciousness had escaped?
"This mist is an unknown substance that can even corrupt gods," Jiang Qiu'e's warning echoed in Cha Nai Xue's mind. "Be careful and never leave the strong protective barrier I set up. If you are corrupted by the purple mist, your mind will be affected, and the consequences will be unpredictable."

Although she spoke calmly, Jiang Qiu'e's brows furrowed even more deeply.

She is currently very weak, and unlike before, Xia Feng is no longer there to provide her with dragon blood. Therefore, if things continue like this, she won't be able to hold on for long.

Sooner or later, their souls and minds will be corrupted by this purple mist, and they will lose their true selves.

(End of this chapter)