I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 813. Otherwise, the master will misunderstand.
Besides Kim Si-in, the only people who returned to this place were Ms. Mi, Yufyl, and Zong Yue.

The remaining three—Black Moon Pope, Tu Lin, and Jin Yangtian—did not return and their whereabouts are unknown.

Seeing Huang Zhaoyue's arrogance, and her desire to withstand the combined attack of four Saint Realm experts on her own, Zong Yue couldn't help but grin, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose even higher.

"Huang Zhaoyue, I like your arrogance."

He cracked his neck, his long, dark green hair flaming up like flames. In the instant he drew his sword, he had already flashed behind the black-and-white female figure like a ghost, grinning, "I hope you really have the right to be so arrogant!"

He had spent many years in seclusion at the Holy See, living in isolation from the world. Now that he had finally emerged from seclusion, he was really curious to see if this so-called imperial concubine was as powerful and invincible as the legends suggested.

Or perhaps, she's just a pretty face with no substance?
Seeing that the woman in black and white was reacting so slowly, he reached out and grabbed the back of her neck.

But just as he reached out his hand, his pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated—his burly body flashed back to its original position!
But he was too slow to retreat. His chest, which was carved with intricate patterns, suddenly caved in with a black hole. Blood and bone splattered everywhere. As soon as he landed, it was as if a beam of light pierced through him, and his shoulders and head flew into the air!

The ghost bride and the angel's right wing had just lifted their feet when they suddenly turned around.

"Buzz—!!" A terrifying shockwave, like a destructive storm, roared past the two of them, leaving behind a thousand-meter-long streak of blood-red lightning.

At the end of the thousand-meter-long trail of blood and lightning, only men's samurai trousers fluttered in the wind, along with scattered pieces of corpses and heads split in two.

The scene was extremely tragic.

However, in the next instant, the split head suddenly closed up again under the pull of countless blood vessels, and the pieces of flesh that were almost broken into pieces were pieced together one after another like building blocks.

It took the form of a strong, human-shaped man.

However, the burly man's face was clearly pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood and black smoke, his expression turning slightly somber: "Interesting, you can't even get close?"

"It seems Your Excellency is unaware of this."

Yufeller, with his six wings outstretched, stood atop a higher thundercloud and explained calmly, "The area within two meters of Her Highness the Empress is her invincible domain. Any living or non-living being that enters it will be instantly annihilated."

"Your Excellency, the Protector of the Fa, is already quite powerful to have emerged from it with only some damage to your soul. If it were a normal Venerable One, their spiritual foundation would probably have been annihilated."

"Therefore, when fighting Her Highness the Imperial Concubine, close combat methods should be avoided; only ranged techniques can be used. She is invincible in close combat."

As he spoke, the angel's right wing glanced at the burly man with a puzzled look, "Your Excellency, how could you be so careless as to directly barge into its invincible domain? Did you not investigate the participants' information before entering the Sumeru Realm?"

Listening to the birdman's explanation, Zong Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't reply, but just chuckled hoarsely, "Invincible in close combat, indeed impressive."

As he spoke, he rotated his arm and then drew the long sword hanging on the side of his samurai trousers.

Countless golden lightning burst forth from the scabbard, spreading outwards and shooting straight into the sky, becoming the second pillar of light reaching the heavens in this world.

Zong Yue's dark green hair was dyed with golden light, each strand standing up. He was suspended under the thunder, instantly transforming into a descending thunder god.

"Since ranged attacks are her weakness, then let's use ranged methods to take down this little vixen!"

Seeing the confidence of this ancient being, a figure unparalleled in thousands of years, Yufeller's initial thought of temporarily retreating vanished. He chuckled, golden light flashing in his eyes, and a hundred-foot-tall angel statue suddenly rose behind him, its holy light illuminating the entire universe.

Ms. Mi stood at the very back, a faint smile always playing on her lips, casually shaking the Netherworld Lantern in her hand.

The wailing and howling of ghosts instantly swept across the heavens and earth, and Huang Zhaoyue also heard countless fragmented and eerie murmurs in her ears, her rationality gradually declining.

"Your Highness, you should understand that if your sanity is below 30 points, you will lose the chance to revive."

Kim Shi-in, standing atop a cloud of blood mist, smiled and said, "I still hope you'll reconsider. Why risk your life for a mere rat that can only run away?"

"What that rat can give you, I can certainly give you as well. So why not set aside your hostility and come to me—"

"So noisy." The words were abruptly interrupted by an impatient, indifferent voice. The black-and-white female figure raised her eyes coldly, her pupils narrowing into dragon-shaped vertical pupils. She was too lazy to listen to any more nonsense, and with a terrifying aura of violence and bloodlust, she instantly vanished from the spot.

In the next instant, they had already reached the four people.

The four Saint Realm experts: "!!!"

She was like a divine dragon descending to earth, but more like a demonic dragon that had fallen into the demonic path, extremely evil and bloodthirsty. The four of them thought that no matter how strong the imperial concubine was, she could not possibly defeat the four saints working together.

But at that moment, the four of them inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

This imperial concubine is terrifyingly strong!
"Bam—!"

“Bang bang bang——!!!”

The heavens and earth trembled, and the universe roared.

Inside the pillar of light, Xia Feng glanced at the terrifying scene outside—a dragon fighting four saints, even threatening to obliterate the Great Dao—and quietly swallowed.

My God. Those four Saint Realm experts seem to be, vaguely, probably, slightly at a disadvantage?

Seeing this scene, Xia Feng realized even more deeply how dangerous it had been when he was alone with this female Tyrannosaurus Rex inside the God's blood vessels.

too frightening.

He shook his head, then looked back at the woman in the black cloak, and paused, "Hmm, where were we?"

Heng Huo, with her cold and beautiful appearance and heroic spirit, smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, you want to help Xiao Li retrieve the fragments of power to fight against Hua Shen."

"Hmm? We're talking about this now?"

Xia Feng patted his forehead, hesitated, and nodded, "Yes, uh, can you give it to me?"

“Of course, this originally belonged to Xiao Li.”

Heng Huo rummaged through the chest of her brocade robe, and through the spiritual light, took out the Qinghong fragment and tossed it to Yue Hongli. "This is the most core fragment of your authority. I've kept it safe for three thousand years, and it hasn't been lost. How about it, little carp? Your master has finally been reliable for once."

The woman in the red dress caught the shards, blinked, looked up, and earnestly corrected her: "Heng, you can only be considered my ex now. My current master is Xia Feng. So please don't address me carelessly, or my master will misunderstand."

Heng: "."

Xia Feng: "."

Something seems off.

Heng Huo glared at Xia Feng and sneered, "Heh~ brat, why am I suddenly feeling a bit annoyed?"

Xia Feng knew that this woman meant him no harm, so he put his arm around Yue Hongli's slender waist. Yue Hongli nodded in confusion and nestled into his chest.

Xia Feng looked at the woman in the black cloak and smiled, "That's exactly how it is."

".!"

Heng almost choked on her breath, but before she could say anything, Yue Hongli suddenly asked in confusion:
"My ex, if you really want a daughter, you can have one with my current partner. Why do you want me to have one for you?"

Xia Feng: "?"

Heng: "??"

(End of this chapter)