I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 537. Whereabouts
"If we forcibly break through the seal and project my divine sense into the star realm, there is a way to locate it."

Di Si shook her head, "But doing so would be counterproductive. Instead, it would cause serious injury due to forcibly breaking the seal, giving that remnant spirit an opportunity to take advantage."

"However, there's no need to worry too much."

Di Si looked at the believer seriously, "The Pale Seal has a wide sensing range. As long as she gets within ten major regions of you, the seal can sense her."

Ten. Ten major regions? Xia Feng was startled; that area was indeed quite large.

This will give him enough time to react.

"If you sense her approaching, simply open the gate to the world and come in; she can't do anything to you."

Xia Feng was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "Judging from what the Dragon God is saying, you're not planning to use your divine sense avatar to go to the mortal realm?"

The woman in the star-patterned dress pursed her lips and shook her head helplessly: "Although I don't know what the remnant spirit's purpose is, I should still be careful and wary of her. Now my strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, so it's not good to easily send out my divine sense clones again."

"However, the existence of that remnant spirit is not necessarily a bad thing."

As she spoke, Di Si's majestic vertical pupils narrowed slightly, "I cannot descend upon her now, but as long as she gets close to you, I can use the Pale Contract Seal as a medium to establish a link with her physical body in the present world and merge her memories! In this way, I can indirectly escape this sealed place and have a physical body in the present world."

Hearing this, Xia Feng understood.

In general, there's no need to be too afraid of the eighth incarnation. If this remnant spirit dares to cause trouble for Xia Feng, it's really hard to say who will win or lose.

Perhaps this terrifying Eighth Dragon God is here to deliver himself to the grave, to repair Di Si's missing memories, and even to give Di Si a physical body in the real world while increasing her strength to a higher level.

After figuring all this out, Xia Feng felt a little relieved.

After his tense mind relaxed, he caught a glimpse of a book next to the throne, which looked like a diary.

A diary? He reached out to pick it up, puzzled, but the woman on the throne pressed his hand down.

Xia Feng blinked and looked up. Miss Evil Dragon was expressionless and displeased.
"My follower, you have gone too far, daring to tamper with the God's diary!"

"Are you guilty?"

The tail that bound his calves tightened further with its wriggling motion, and Xia Feng could feel the soft tip of the tail wrapping around his knee and sliding up his thigh little by little.

It felt cool and refreshing. Because of its reverse motion, the neatly arranged dragon scales were slightly rough and itchy to the touch. Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly. He pressed down on the dragon's tail on his thigh, his dark eyes staring directly at the woman on the throne, a curious smile on his face.
"The Dragon God actually keeps a diary? What kind of things does he write about?"

"..." The woman in the star-patterned dress pursed her lips. "This is not something a mere believer like you should know."

Her dignified face was indifferent, but her ears, beneath her soft, gray hair, were inexplicably flushed red, like cherries washed by rain, crystal clear.

"The sealed land is uninhabited, and it is almost impossible for anything worth recording to happen there."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. "Lord Dragon God, you wouldn't be writing in your diary about how you constantly violate your own believers, would you?"

"!"

"I didn't!"

"Hesitated for 0.3 seconds, then lied!" Xia Feng said righteously, then blinked, shook his head, and sighed, "No wonder he's an evil dragon, even he lies to his followers now."

"!!"

Di Si's expression remained cold and dignified, but she secretly clenched her fist in her sleeve; she was furious.

This wicked believer started again, deliberately provoking her with disrespectful words, wanting to see her make a fool of herself.

"My believer, do you really think I won't get angry?" Her vertical pupils were filled with anger, but her expression was indifferent.

Xia Feng looked at her delicate red lips as they opened and closed, then suddenly lowered his head, lightly touched them to feel their softness, and before Di Si could react, he looked up again.

As if he had done nothing, he spoke in a questioning yet respectful tone:

"Lord Dragon God, how do you intend to get angry?"

"!!!" What a spoiled and arrogant wicked believer! Di Si was completely enraged, and the consequences would be severe.

Sudden——

Xia Feng's back stiffened instantly; the feeling of being tightly bound was like being gripped by a slender, white hand, and his heart clenched.

"!"

Xia Feng took a deep breath, said nothing, but kept his back straight, his expression respectful as if humbly pleading: "Lord Dragon God, may I continue to blaspheme you?"

"..." Di Si remained expressionless, frowning as she raised her small face and said calmly, "No."

“Alright, that’s a real shame.” Xia Feng nodded, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, “In that case, I have no choice but to blaspheme the eighth incarnation of the Dragon God.”

"!"

"Can your eighth incarnation still feel my touch?"

"!?"

The believer chuckled evilly in her ear, and Di Si's heart leaped into her throat. Before she could say anything, those thin lips slid down her flushed earlobe.

Her swan-like, graceful neck arched unconsciously, her imposing, cold vertical pupils momentarily lost in thought. She remained gazing at the sky, where the World Tree's canopy was like a dense cloud, gloomy and as if it were about to rain.

The sealed land was silent and still.

Unconsciously, Di Si raised her hands and wrapped them around the man's black hair in front of her. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and her narrow, dangerously thin vertical pupils began to twist and tremble again.

The golden cross between his eyebrows was flashing.

The eighth incarnation was actually no different from her, except perhaps that the eighth incarnation had no memories of believers.

Just like when she first met Xia Feng, she thought this man was just an ant and not worth her attention.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Feng finally finished his daily dose of dragon absorption.

His mental strength increased significantly again.

However, after experiencing Miss Mu's vast and star-like spiritual power, Xia Feng realized that his own spiritual power was still insufficient.

Fortunately, it's good enough.

In addition, to Xia Feng's great regret, the Queen Bee Curse on his body was very troublesome, and even the Dragon God could not remove it.

Therefore, the only remaining method is to find the 'insect crystal' to detoxify.

According to Jiang Qiu'e, both the Ye Li Clan and the Golden Finch Clan, two extremely powerful factions, have reserves of insect crystals, which are not difficult to find.

Therefore, it seems inevitable that we should go to the 15th District to cause trouble for Ye Lidongjun!
After spending several more hours cuddling with Miss Evil Dragon, Xia Feng finally returned to the real world.

The moment his soul returned to his body, he immediately used the Pale Seal to sense it, but he could not detect the location of his eighth incarnation.

The Pale Seal can sense the distance between ten major regions.

He is currently in the Perpetual Flow Sea between Districts 20 and 19, meaning that the Eighth Emperor is not in Districts 10-30.

Xia Feng had previously stayed at the Dongsheng Fortress in District 43. If the Eighth Empress had not moved, then she would not be in Districts 33-51.

Therefore, it is 90% certain that the Eighth Emperor resides in one of the top ten regions of the empire.

As the starship continues to move forward, the area it occupies can be gradually reduced.

As Xia Feng pondered, he looked around in confusion. On the bay window ledge, there lay only a lonely copy of "Dragon Language".

Miss Mu has already left the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)