I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 633. Backlash
Corpses rained down like a waterfall, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Ye Lidong found himself at the end of a great river where corpses and blood flowed. Countless white hands and pale faces rushed down from the upper reaches of the river, and eerie, grotesque laughter rippled like ten thousand demons descending upon the world.

Without legs, he resembled a human pig, desperately thrashing his hands against the water, trying to escape by going down the waterfall.

"Wow—"

He fell off the waterfall cliff, his ears ringing, and the scene before him changed, as if he had fallen from the endless sky into the clouds, passed through the blood-red thunder and rain, and plunged against the atmosphere to the earth!
Amidst the howling wind and rain, the majestic city that commands a formidable pass is right before our eyes.

One hundred thousand soldiers and one million civilians in the city, densely packed in neat military formations, are all looking up at the sky!

His face was deathly pale, his expression blank and uniform, his eyes were unfathomable, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The overlapping, eerie sounds from a million Fengdu streams were chilling and bone-chilling. Negative emotions, gradually solidifying into a scarlet blood color in his eyes, were like a million sharp knives, each piercing into Ye Lidongjun's eyes.

The excruciating pain, like the soul being torn apart, was so desperate that it made one want to end their life by suicide.

Ye Lidongjun's forehead was covered in sweat, his bewitching heterochromatic eyes cracked and bled, but a cold laugh suddenly curled at the corner of his lips, his hoarse voice mocking and furious:
"A bunch of ants, do you really think you can turn against me?"

With a "whoosh," the layers of illusion shattered, and the young man in the wheelchair suddenly opened his eyes. His heterochromatic pupils, with black and red blood lines, were extremely gloomy, and large beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead, nose, and cheeks.

His hands trembled and bulged, and he moved swiftly, drawing spiritual particles in the air with both hands to cast the Spirit Robe Sealing Spell.

This spell can seal away his emotions and feelings on a large scale, turning him into a near-robot-like ruthless person.

This was a spirit garment he learned to wear to prevent being devoured by the 100,000 wronged souls. He had only learned it out of caution, just in case, but he never expected it would actually save his life.

But the sealing spell alone was not enough. Ye Lidongjun flipped his right hand, and a purplish-red fruit appeared in his palm. He swallowed it in one gulp.

This item is called the Soul Purification Fruit. It is a spiritual fruit that is even rarer than Grade A Spirit Paper. It can eliminate all negative effects on the soul and is particularly effective against ghost attacks.

This was also a precautionary measure he took just in case.

With the sealing spell and the soul-purifying fruit as his two safeguards, he dared to use the Nyarlathotep Illusionary Realm to collect so many vengeful spirits and turn them into his own.

"Pfft—" Blood rushed to his head, and black blood spilled from the corner of his lips. The young man in the wheelchair gripped the armrests tightly with both hands, his eyes cold and lifeless.

But then, an image inexplicably appeared before his eyes: Leia sitting on Xia Feng's lap, her body undulating alluringly, her wine-red eyes kissing Xia Feng's Adam's apple while glancing sideways at him.

fake.

Fortunately, they were all fake.

The negative emotions of the 100,000 wronged souls were even more terrifying than he had anticipated. Even so, he still couldn't resist them. The Sealing Curse was gradually dissipating. His face was grim, and he commanded in a deep voice, "Sword Heart."

Jianxin stood behind Ye Lidongjun with her delicate brows furrowed. Upon hearing the call, she drew incantation lines in the air with her right hand, forming the characters 'Sealing Emotion', and then struck the back of the heterochromatic-eyed youth's head with her palm.

Ye Lidongjun raised his hand again and swallowed the second Soul Purification Fruit, which was also the last Soul Purification Fruit.

He had searched for two hundred years and only found two of these rare spiritual fruits, and today they were all used up at once.

And the culprit behind all of this.
Ye Lidongjun looked at the ancient white-robed man in the distance, his icy gaze as if he were looking at a dead man, but the emotion in his eyes quickly faded away.

His complexion returned to its usual calm and serene state.

All emotions dissipated.

"Kenshin, let's go," he commanded calmly.

The man in white's methods were indeed strange, and Ye Lidongjun did not intend to continue to confront him head-on.

Anyway, this was his territory. He would trap the white-robed man in the Nyarlathotep Illusion first, and then, whether he cooperated with the Knights of Apocalypse or reported it to the Shang family, he would have plenty of ways to deal with this man. However, just as he finished thinking this, the white-robed man in the distance suddenly raised his hand and threw out a golden halo. The halo instantly expanded, forming a dome that enveloped this world for thousands of miles.

[Grade B Spiritual Artifact - Vajra Ring]

The Vajra Circle can form a barrier; within this barrier, short-range teleportation is disabled. However, if the target possesses extremely high mental strength, the Vajra Circle's limitations can be ignored.

The white-clad man employed a variety of methods, causing Ye Lidongjun to frown slightly as he was about to reconsider his strategy. Just then, the white-clad man suddenly removed his mask.

A face that Ye Lidongjun and even Jianxin were very familiar with was directly revealed.

He... Xia Feng?

Both of them were stunned.

Xia Feng was quite surprised that Ye Lidong could hold on like this. Helpless, he could only look around at the countless mirrors and randomly look at the man and woman in one of them.

After removing his mask, he smiled and said, "Mr. Dongjun, it's nice to see you again."

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Ye Lidong's heart skipped a beat, and a chilling feeling that made his hair stand on end surged into his heart.

impossible!
fake!

“It’s not fake.” Xia Feng seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, his dark eyes smiling. “I am the real deal, a wanted fugitive of the Empire, the key figure who helped you complete your Saintly Liberation, Xia Feng.”

The chilling feeling caused cracks to appear again in the two sealing spells. Ye Lidongjun's eyelids twitched slightly, his face expressionless: "The puppet Xia Feng has been killed by my own hands."

"Wrong. That alchemical puppet was actually killed by my true form." Xia Feng shook his head, explaining patiently, "In your script, Teacher Fu was kidnapped to a cave in the suburbs by the puppet Xia Feng, but in reality, from that moment on, she was replaced by me."

Listening to Xia Feng's very friendly and kind explanation, Ye Lidongjun felt that the world had become inexplicably quiet, and he could not hear any other sounds.

But his emotions remained stable, or rather, he had no emotions.

He didn't believe it.

"Boy, if you think you can provoke me and trigger my emotions with such a clumsy lie, you're being far too naive."

Ye Lidongjun's gaze was indifferent. "Xia Feng is not even 20 years old, and has only been cultivating as a Spirit Master for two years. Do you think this insect has the strength of yours?"

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Good grief, I can't even prove that I am who I am? Xia Feng was speechless.

But it's not a big problem.

His ultimate goal was to provoke Ye Lidongjun, causing Ye Lidongjun to be consumed by the Nyarlathotep Illusionary Realm amidst intense negative emotions, rather than to prove his identity.

His identity is unimportant; what matters is the way the charade becomes real.

so.
Xia Feng lured the wine-red-haired woman, who was tied up and hanging by a red rope, over from a distance. He put his arm around her slender waist and then grabbed her breasts, thinking, "Teacher Fu, could you please do me this?"

"You have already offended me!" Freya frowned and glared coldly. Just as she was about to say something more, her keen dragon blood senses made her feel that something was not right.

Looking down in confusion, he felt a double image on the brat's hand, as if a woman's slender, beautiful hand was clenched in his grasp, with faint blue veins bulging on the back of her hand, seemingly harboring some kind of uncontrollable volcanic rage.

(End of this chapter)