I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 637. All in Vain
A faint glow swirled across the planet's surface, silently spinning in the depths of darkness.

At a certain moment, as if receiving a supreme command, countless colliding particles within the star's core suddenly coalesced into a singularity—

In an instant, it scatters in all directions like the Big Bang.

The distorted, cold, dark purple light spread outwards, forming layer upon layer of spherical light barriers. These barriers, like flowing water and mirrors, reflected a dazzling white light in the darkness, as bright as a star.

Meanwhile, the arc-shaped particle beams continued to descend, quickly leaving a long, dazzling tail at the bottom of the planet. The tail was interwoven with countless particles and beams of light, resembling a dazzling ribbon in the desolate universe, beautiful and magnificent.

Furthermore, as the energy rapidly condensed, the trailing incandescent white light shifted towards azure, deep purple, and intense red.
A dazzling, otherworldly, fiery light stretched and twisted rapidly with each explosion and energy release at the stellar singularity, until its radiance eclipsed the entire star field.

Like a magnificent dragon, it roared through the star realm and plunged down into the abyss!

[Combined Psionic Power - Sirius Throne]

[You can link to the astral plane, draw upon its stellar power, and transform Sirius into a sacred weapon to launch a devastating targeted attack on a specific 'point in spacetime' in this world.]

The power of the Holy Throne disregards all limitations of time, space, and conceptual realms. The moment it was formed, it leaped from the astral dimension to the present dimension, directly jumping out of thin air from the outer space of the giant planet of the 15 regions.

In an instant, it broke through the ionosphere, mesosphere, stratosphere, and troposphere, arriving above the Sky Fortress, and then pierced through the powerful barrier of the Nyarlathotep Illusionary Realm in a flash.

The Nyarlathotep fantasy world was destroyed in an instant.

From the moment Xia Feng launched the Holy Throne Strike to the moment it struck this place, only three seconds had passed.

Xia Feng withdrew his gaze from the star realm and looked down at the wheelchair-bound youth in the distance, his dark eyes calm.

"I'm quite looking forward to seeing what other tricks you have up your sleeve." Ye Lidongjun had just finished saying this when, before he could see what tricks Xia Feng had up his sleeve, he felt his vision being filled with white light.

The sudden chill of death stunned Ye Lidongjun, his hair stood on end, and his previously calm heterochromatic eyes shrank to starlight, rising in horror.

A terrifying beam of light, interwoven with three colors—blue, deep purple, and crimson—came from the endless sky, ending above the wheelchair-bound youth's head before sinking down layer by layer.

"Bang—Bang—Bang—" The divine protection formed by the black gold divine flames shattered layer by layer, like a piece of inferior glass being violently struck by a hammer.

Above the clouds, on the black and gold throne, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, his dignified indifference revealing surprise for the first time.

Ye Lidongjun's pupils dilated as he looked up. He didn't understand what was going on with this sudden attack, but now was not the time to think about it. "Kenshin! Run!"

Sword Heart Phoenix's eyes were also filled with shock. The power of the Holy Throne? How did Xia Feng do that!
Once the power of the Holy See locks onto a target, it will keep tracking it until it hits the target.

"Whoosh—" Without the slightest hesitation, she released the wheelchair and fell into the Floating Mirror behind her, disappearing instantly, leaving only Ye Lidongjun in the same spot.

"Kenshin!!!" Ye Lidongjun turned his head in astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief, horror, and anger. This woman! She actually abandoned him without hesitation!!
"Buzz—!!" Ye Lidongjun had just turned his head when his shocked and angry heterochromatic eyes were grabbed by several strange white hands that crawled out from the edge of his pupils. At the same time, three pillars of light, blue, dark purple, and extreme red, engulfed him. His divine protection was no match for this attack from the Holy Throne.

"You vile woman, you vile woman!! Do you really think I'm doomed?!" Ye Lidong's lips curled into a maniacal grin, his heterochromatic eyes spinning rapidly as he activated his Absolute Double Pupil.

He still has some mental energy left, enough to unleash absolute defense and absorb some of the energy.

Furthermore, after achieving the Absolute Double Pupil Saint Unlocking, an ability called 'Absolute Humiliation' was born, which can transform grief and indignation into power. The stronger the inner feelings of shame, the more terrifying the increase in spiritual energy.

At this moment, Ye Lidong could clearly feel that his feelings of humiliation had reached the limit of this ability. His spiritual energy, which had been completely depleted, was directly restored, even reaching the peak level of the Saint Realm! Spiritual energy is the foundation of all strength.

With this level of spiritual energy, he can sacrifice his spiritual foundation to use the Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell technique and temporarily avoid the power of the Holy Throne!

As long as he is alive, Ye Lidongjun will surely rise again one day!

He should be a king who ascends the throne, not an ant under someone else's feet!

At that time, Xia Feng, Jian Xin, and Freya will all feel the humiliation he has suffered today!
[Successfully separated the false from the true]

The power of the Holy See's strike descended without hindrance.

"Aaaaaahh ...

His red and blue heterochromatic eyes were bulging and contorted with rage and bewilderment.

What a joke!
Are you kidding me?! All that hard work to complete the Saintly Unraveling and obtain this pseudo-S-grade spiritual artifact, only to lose all connection at this crucial moment?!
The delusion of survival is like a mirage, easily shattered.

Beneath the pillar of light of the Holy See, the wheelchair melted into molten iron, the flesh vaporized into blood mist, and the spiritual pressure shattered into spiritual light.
"Whoosh—" Xia Feng quietly appeared in front of Ye Lidongjun. Under the gaze of those venomous, man-eating heterochromatic eyes, he smiled, reached out and directly plunged his hand into Ye Lidongjun's heart, and used [Spirit Foundation Infant Transformation - Spirit Seizing Hand] to grab the Spirit Foundation that was about to collapse.

"Ye Lidongjun, I accept your life on behalf of the 100,000 soldiers and millions of citizens of Baidi City!"

Ye Lidongjun opened his mouth wide in a ferocious manner, roaring silently like a wild beast.

But as Xia Feng ripped out the spirit base, the spiritual matter twisted within the pillar of light, shattering and dissipating like shadows.

In the end, only a gruesome head remained, along with a pair of grotesque heterochromatic eyes, their deep recesses like an abyss, where ten thousand wronged souls howled and cheered.

His heterochromatic eyes were filled with resentment.

Ye Lidongjun also realized that he had lost. He was utterly defeated by Xia Feng's outrageous methods.

Revenge and a comeback are all futile in the face of a true powerhouse.

The towering pillar of light from the Holy Throne slowly dissipated, and the head and face that Ye Lidongjun's last spiritual essence maintained gradually faded into spiritual light.

A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, and he uttered a hoarse, unpleasant murmur, "Xia Feng, who do you think I'm risking my life for, who do you think I'm bearing the karmic consequences of White Emperor City for?"

"Under the divine, we are but ants, mere pawns."

Ye Lidong's voice drifted away with the wind and gradually faded away.

Amidst the howling of vengeful spirits, his translucent face shattered like a mist of light, and he was completely dragged into the abyss of hell called death by ten thousand wronged souls, his soul scattered and never to be reborn.

After dealing with Ye Lidongjun, Xia Feng did not let his guard down, but instead looked up at the clouds above.

That one of the few true gods who now walks among mortals, one of the four pillars of the empire, Shang Jue.

(End of this chapter)