I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 689. Flashback
In a world overflowing with oily, iridescent light, the girl's pleated skirt dances amidst the flowing colors.

Her long legs, clad in black stockings and small leather shoes, moved with a swift, almost ephemeral speed, a sinister smile playing on her lips.

"Xia Feng."

The girl's murmuring voice is ambiguous and eerie, and the art style is bizarre.

Even though he couldn't sense any spiritual pressure fluctuations from the girl, Xia Feng still felt a sense of despair, as if he were being suppressed by a Saint Realm expert and unable to move.

When Xia Feng finally got his stalled thoughts running again, the girl with the creepy smile was already standing in front of him. Her delicate, almost unreal silicone face had dark eyes that twisted and distorted into the shape of a colorful holy grail as she spun, flashing incessantly in her eye sockets.

At the same time, the chaotic, oily light streams in this painted world seemed to have found their center and were frantically converging towards Xia Feng's head.

Xia Feng's dark pupils, which had shrunk to the size of stars, suddenly turned red, his eye sockets also reddened, and his face contorted with pain.

"This is the emotional domain formed by the [Epic Divine Relic - Seven Emotions Holy Grail]. Once you enter this emotional domain, you will lose your mind and fall into madness under the accumulation of various extreme emotions."

A thought flashed through Xia Feng's mind: "If you are finally overwhelmed by negative emotions such as humiliation, pain, and despair, and your self-awareness collapses, your soul will be sealed into the Holy Grail, and all the contracts on your body will disappear."

"The Seven Emotions Holy Grail has always been held by my main self. This girl was most likely sent by my main self to capture and seal you, while breaking the contract between you and me, so that my main self can easily devour and merge with me!"

The exchange of thoughts lasted only a moment. Xia Feng was somewhat surprised. He had thought it was someone from the Black Moon Church, but it turned out to be Golden Finch.
It must be said that the Black Moon headquarters is quite lively today. Burning Heaven, Golden Finch Flower, and the mysterious siege legion—three forces have gathered in Black Moon, which is quite rare.

But now was not the time to think about these things. Xia Feng soon felt his heart clench and tighten, as if it were being gripped tightly by a large hand. A mix of emotions—bitterness, pain, shame, and despair—rushed straight to his brain without any apparent reason!
His already chaotic consciousness was instantly filled with these negative emotions. Thoughts of suicide and giving up silently drifted out, and his dark eyes became lifeless.

Xia Feng could clearly sense his condition, feeling the colorful light around him gradually seeping into his body and merging into his soul, forming one strange serpentine seal after another.

Even knowing these things, he didn't want to stop it; he simply watched calmly as his soul was eroded, filled, and sealed by emotions.

Watching as the Guhua seal on his soul was gradually covered and erased by these emotional forces.

"Master, the Seven Emotions Holy Grail also has the ability to store emotions. These external emotions all originate from the Seven Emotions Holy Grail. There is only one way to resist them, and that is to generate the corresponding extreme emotions yourself, to fight pain with pain, and despair with despair!"

Oily, iridescent light swirled around Xia Feng, his dark eyes lifeless, his neck tilted back, silently suspended in mid-air, unmoved by Yue Hongli's urgent cries.

Madam An looked quietly at the man in front of her, her sinister smile filled with malice. She grabbed the man's neck, and the colorful Holy Grail light in her eyes shone brighter, illuminating Xia Feng's face.

Living is so tiring, give up the fight, let it be. One negative thought after another popped into Xia Feng's mind, and he couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Indeed, it's true that after being a Spirit Master for over a year, running away all day is pointless. It would be better to be sealed and imprisoned by the Seven Emotions Holy Grail and get a good night's sleep.

After all, it's really tiring.
At that moment, a familiar, cool voice called out from the depths of the sea of ​​memories, "Mr. Xia," faintly, yet becoming increasingly clear—

"Mr. Xia"

"Mr. Xia, I like you." The complex emotions contained in the cold, low voice seemed to possess immense power, startling Xia Feng's hazy consciousness and clearing his mind! The Seven Emotions Holy Grail requires using emotions to fight against it, and it is also the only way to break the deadlock! After regaining his senses, Xia Feng did not hesitate and quickly immersed his memories and emotions in his childhood.

Returning to that rainy night before he met Gong Changyi, he had just been beaten half to death by a group of thugs and was curled up in a corner of a cold alley, feeling lost, helpless, and contemplating suicide.

That night was the eve of his journey from darkness to light, and also one of the most desperate and helpless moments of his life.

The memories of the rain-soaked alleyway faded, thunder rumbled, and the woman in the black dress stood in front of him, her heart pierced by a transparent cone of light. Blood trickled from her lips as she slumped into his arms.
A weak, helpless voice whispered in her ear, "Mr. Xia, I'm tired. Could you help me?"

As if he were there, he returned to the day Miss Mu was about to die. Endless despair and pain surged into his heart. His face, which was suspended in mid-air and tilted back, turned red visibly, veins bulged on his forehead, his lifeless black pupils twisted and trembled, and his eye sockets turned red.

"Om-!!"

An oily, iridescent light swept outwards from his brow and forehead! The eerie girl's figure was blasted apart by this sudden burst of light and vanished without a trace.

By fighting pain with pain and despair with despair, Xia Feng managed to barely withstand the two negative emotions emanating from the Seven Emotions Holy Grail, and his lifeless black eyes regained their light.

But with cold sweat beading on his forehead and his brow furrowed, he looked around and realized that he was still trapped in this world of oil paintings and had not managed to escape.

He could sense that this emotional world was filled with more than a dozen negative emotions, among which the feelings of shame, humiliation, and disgrace were the most prevalent and formed the foundation of this world.

To escape, simply resisting 'pain' and 'despair' is far from enough.

He also had to feel an extreme sense of shame.

Can--

Shame, or disgrace. It seems he's never had a truly humiliating moment in his life, except for the day before yesterday in the safe house—

Her body felt like a fish on a chopping board, completely out of control. Like a woman, she growled softly in the ears of the two Miss Mus, desperately trying to resist, yet unable to control herself.
Although he really didn't want to recall this incredible past, in order to escape, he couldn't care less about anything else. Xia Feng immersed his consciousness in the memories and emotions of that time.

Within this emotional domain, his imagination was amplified dozens of times. He felt as if he were there again, his thin lips trembling, his hands being pulled behind his head by an invisible force, his body trembling with astonishment, and his dark pupils shrinking to stars once more.

"Fear is the root of all things. It is because of fear that all things have been able to evolve over the course of billions of years."

The haunting voice, high above like ethereal music from the heavens, whispered, "Heh~ Mr. Xia, are you feeling fear~?"

A wave of humiliation surged through Xia Feng's brain. He gritted his teeth, silently enduring the pain, while simultaneously frowning and glancing around again.

But they discovered that the surrounding oil painting world remained completely still.

It seems that it is far from enough.
(End of this chapter)