I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 795. What I want is poison.
However, Xia Feng wasn't too surprised.

After all, if one can sense another through bloodline, then the other can naturally sense one through bloodline as well.

Even a bronze mask couldn't stop it.

"So, Your Highness, is there something important that you want to tell me about my identity now?" Xia Feng asked with a smile.

The woman's snow-white ankles, reaching to the ground, were encircled by dark, shadowy rings, with eerie lines circling her body, exuding a deep and oppressive aura.

She floated slightly off the ground, her body slowly drifting towards Xia Feng.

He stopped when he was two meters away.

Xia Feng also felt a very strong repulsive force pressing down on his face, causing him to subconsciously take half a step back.

At the same time, the inexplicable killing intent rising in his blood boiled even more intensely, and his fighting spirit exploded!
His dark eyes flashed with a faint crimson light.

Huang Zhaoyue frowned slightly, forcibly suppressing her inner disgust, and continued to float forward, slowly drifting closer.

1.9 meters or 1.8 meters.

She stopped when she was about 1.5 meters away, feeling she could no longer suppress her murderous intent, and said calmly:

"Xia Feng, do you recognize me?"

"?"

That goes without saying, everyone knows your great name.

However, Xia Feng quickly realized that this guy was probably referring to bloodline.

Abyssal Bloodline!
Xia Feng had already made some speculations about bloodlines.

Miss Evil Dragon explained this to him a long time ago.

Dragon Gods differ from Star Gods. Most Star Gods are humans who cultivate themselves to condense a divine spark, thus ranking among the gods. Dragon Gods and Dragon Kings, on the other hand, were born in the beginning, without father or mother, existing since ancient times, and born as gods.

There were two dragon gods born from the beginning of time: the Pale Emperor Si and the Abyss Emperor He, which gave rise to two major divine lineages: the Pale Dragon Clan and the Abyss Dragon Clan.

These two divine lineages are not continued through offspring, but through faith.

During the glorious era of the gods, all dragon kings, young dragons, and dragon descendants who believed in the dragon god had the opportunity to receive the dragon god's grace, be blessed by divine blood, and be ranked in the dragon god's lineage.

Huang Zhaoyue's bloodline clearly originates from the Abyss Emperor He, and is of the same rank as the Pale Bloodline.

It's just that for some reason, even though they are both dragons, these two divine lineages seem to be enemies, and it's a strong antagonistic relationship that's imprinted in their blood.

They wished they could kill each other the moment they met.

Furthermore, the fox once said that the Pale Emperor Si was sealed in the World Tree, while the Abyss Emperor He was sealed beneath the Holy Mountain of Heaven.

Therefore, Xia Feng guessed that Huang Zhaoyue was similar to him, having mistakenly entered the sealed land of the Dragon God, and thus obtained the bloodline of the Dragon God in this era when the dragon race was basically extinct.

"So, Your Highness, where does your Abyss Bloodline come from? Could it be that you've been to Mount Qitian?" Xia Feng asked thoughtfully.

Huang Zhaoyue paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"Never been there?" Xia Feng asked in confusion. "Where did the Abyss Bloodline come from?"

She narrowed her fox-grey eyes slightly: "This is not something you should know."

"But now that you understand the matter of bloodlines, I won't have to waste my breath."

As she spoke, she casually waved her hand, and ten burning red pebbles appeared in the air.

A cold, indifferent voice, almost commanding, said: "Ten Ember Stones in exchange for half of your Dragon Spirit Blood."

Xia Feng possesses a large amount of Pale Dragon Spirit Blood, which merges with his soul, transforming his soul into that of a dragon descendant. So, in a sense, this thing is actually the soul itself.

Taking half of it is no different from taking Xia Feng's life.

But what puzzled Xia Feng even more was...

"The pale dragon spirit blood is no different from poison to you. What do you want it for?" "What I want is poison." Huang Zhaoyue's expression was indifferent.

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked at her gradually stabilizing half of her body and suddenly realized what was going on.

Just now, Huang Zhaoyue swallowed the Abyss Bone Flower in front of Huang Ye to repair and stabilize her bloodline.

But judging from their attitude, they are clearly not very willing to repair their bloodline.

Or rather, she was unwilling to have a formal wedding with Huang Shikai after the bloodline was restored.

Therefore, she had to find ways to slow down and prevent the bloodline from stabilizing.

But what does this have to do with me? Xia Feng's eyelids twitched. Ten Ember Stones to exchange for half my life? Dream on!
Seeing Xia Feng remain silent, Huang Zhaoyue understood that he still hadn't grasped the situation and had rejected her friendly offer.

"Om-"

A chilling aura rippled outwards from the black and white figure, and without warning, murderous intent arose!
Xia Feng's eyelids twitched wildly, and his scalp tingled. "No way! My silence meant I wanted you to pay more. Why did you resort to violence without warning?"

"Bang—!" Xia Feng had no time to react. He spat out a mouthful of blood and, just like Huang Shikai before him, flew backward like an arrow released from a bow.

He turned and disappeared into the Paladin's Space, following the terrifying force.

But as soon as they entered the space, the entire space shattered with a loud crack, like a glass being smashed on the ground.

"boom!!"

At the same time, a circular pit appeared in the center of the cave, and the black-robed man was stuck in it in a starfish shape. The spade mask on his face was slightly unstable and trembling, about to fall apart.

Huang Zhaoyue raised her fox-grey eyes slightly, without moving an inch from beginning to end.

In fact,
Her original plan was to find an opportunity to meet Empress Tianwu.

After all, according to the intelligence she had secretly collected over thousands of years, Empress Tianwu was the only pale dragon descendant in the world.

However, with Theseus guarding the Temple of Apocalypse and under Huang Ye's surveillance, it was virtually impossible to secretly meet the Empress.

Therefore, she had a backup plan: if she couldn't meet Empress Tianwu, she could only try her luck in the Evil Dragon Forest of the Fifty-One District on the border of the Empire.

Let's see if we can enter the legendary World Tree Realm.

Even if the World Tree is found, it is still uncertain whether the Pale Dragon God has awakened, and whether he would be willing to help her, a rival bloodline.

Therefore, the success rate of both methods is extremely low.

However, perhaps it is truly a matter of bloodline favor.

Just when they were in a dilemma, they unexpectedly encountered a strange man after helping the right wing of the angels at the Black Moon Headquarters.

This man is named Xia Feng.

It actually possesses pale blood!
Although not quite at the level of a dragon descendant, the existence that could arouse such great disgust and murderous intent in her must have a bloodline concentration that is certainly not low.

Unfortunately, at the Black Moon Headquarters, Xia Feng seemed to have been taken away by the Black Moon Pope using the Moon Time Divine Domain, and disappeared without a trace.

With no other option, she could only enter the Sumeru Throne first, planning to postpone the wedding for a while after leaving the Sumeru Realm, while using the Dragon Clan Spirit Garment to search for the man's whereabouts.

but.
The Abyss Bloodline likely truly contains the favor of destiny, and this man is actually the ninth seat holder of Sumeru, appearing in the Battle of Sumeru.

Huang Zhaoyue slowly walked to the edge of the deep pit and looked down into the pit.

Xia Feng was sore all over and unable to move; he could only raise his eyes.

The woman had an extremely beautiful and stunning face, yet her eyes were devoid of emotion, gray and desolate, cold as ice.

His voice was detached and indifferent: "Two choices: either ten Ember Stones for half of the Dragon Spirit Blood, or—"

"die."

(End of this chapter)