I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 85. Watch closely, this is how the princess uses it!
"Roar!!"

With a low, beast-like growl from the King, the syringe fell to the ground. Xia Feng glanced at it and clearly saw the black vertical pupil symbol θ engraved in the center of the syringe handle.

Xia Feng recognized the symbol; it was the emblem of the heretical cult, the Burning Heaven Temple.

buzz-

Wang Jue Teng's lower body was engulfed in dark purple flames, and a vertical crack appeared between his brows, as if he was about to open his eyes.

Whoosh! Xia Feng glided through the shadows and instantly appeared in front of Wang Jue, launching a sneak attack while Wang Jue was still preparing his ultimate move!

He wouldn't be foolish enough to wait until the King's ultimate move was ready before attacking.

swoosh-

At this moment, Wang Jue seemed unable to move and did not resist at all. However, when the blade struck Wang Jue's neck, it only lightly touched the skin and left a trace of blood before the blade vibrated and hummed, unable to go any further.

A terrifying spiritual pressure exploded, and Xia Feng was violently thrown back by the immense force.

Wang Jue stood still, twisting his head so his bones cracked, and he grinned.

"Boy, ten seconds! Just wait ten more seconds for me! Your death is imminent!"

Xia Feng glanced at the shadow beneath Wang Jue's feet. Wang Jue was motionless; if he used the Blood Shadow Technique, he could probably kill this guy instantly.

"Master, please use me."

Just then, a clear and charming voice sounded beside him. Xia Feng was stunned and turned his head. The barefoot woman in the phoenix dress stared at him intently with her big eyes.

That's right, I almost forgot about you!

The princess gently lowered her head and curled up. The moment Xia Feng raised his hand and placed it on her head, he rushed towards the prince again.

At the same time, the princess's graceful body disintegrated into fragments of red light, which instantly transformed into a longsword with a scarlet blade and an oval blade engraved with blood-red patterns.

Xia Feng gripped the long, black hilt of his sword, his figure flashing through the empty hall, leaving a trail of crimson light.

"Master, excessive absorption of evil energy can lead to loss of sanity. Please use me with caution."

A serious, crisp voice echoed in his mind. Xia Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, your master is invincible! I could do it ten thousand times without a problem~"

In the blink of an eye, he had already soared into the air in front of the King again, raising his long sword high. The evil energy of the surrounding space surged wildly into the back of Xia Feng's hand, forming a terrifying vortex of evil energy.

The king's pupils contracted slightly as he stared intently at the blood-red blade in Xia Feng's hand. Was this the form of the princess's blade?!

He was furious, but a cold smile played on his lips; he remained calm.

"I'd like to see how you're going to deal with me."

The potion he was injected with came from the Burning Heaven Temple. In exchange for his lifespan and sanity, it allowed him to temporarily and greatly increase his spiritual pressure and gain an ability called 'Joyful Eyes'.

Once Huan Tong is obtained, it will be the day Xia Feng dies.

During the ten or so seconds he was unable to move during the evolution process, his defensive power was astonishing. The only risk was that the drug had a 15% chance of causing a disease effect, but he did not believe that he would be so unlucky as to be hit by that 15%.

In a flash, the King looked up and met Xia Feng's gaze, only to see Xia Feng grinning:
"Watch closely, this is how the Princess uses it!"

King: "?!"

The broadsword slashed down at the king's forehead, but it only caused minor external injuries. Tiny drops of blood trickled down his forehead and into his bulging, bloodshot eyes.

After a second of stunned silence, Wang Jue's lips slowly stretched to his ears: "That's it?"

He'll complete his evolution in just two seconds!
Xia Feng blinked, about to deliver another blow, when he saw Wang Jue's bulging eyes suddenly shrink, his face turning deathly pale as he clutched his forehead and staggered back two steps, his smile frozen, staring at Xia Feng with utter terror.

"Wha-what?!"

"Pfft—" He vomited blood and collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest, his face contorted in agony as he began to scream in agonizing pain: "Ahhh—"

Xia Feng stepped back to avoid the splattered blood and smiled, "Well, now you know how the Princess Consort uses it, right?"

Wang Jue's jet-black hair began to turn white rapidly, and his handsome, mature face showed signs of aging, with wrinkles etched with gray spots appearing on his skin. With a scream, his body hunched over. "Uh—uh—" Wang Jue opened his gray, shrunken lips, and his withered, old arm, like a dead branch, slowly reached out, attempting to touch the longsword in front of him.

Xia Feng flipped the Mo Dao over and casually slung it behind his arm, looking down at the old man thoughtfully:
"You've failed to evolve? Hmm, I see. So this is the Princess's power?"

Transform evil into misfortune, and then bestow misfortune upon the target by harming them!

All I can say is, it’s so terrifying!
The only drawback is that the maximum conversion limit of misfortune is linked to the master's spiritual pressure level.

Simply put, level one can increase the chance of bad luck by 10%.

Second-order 20%
Third-order 30%
"Ahhh—" Wang Jue lay prostrate on the ground, his hoarse voice filled with pain. He looked up at Xia Feng with venomous eyes, "You bastard!"

He couldn't understand why Xia Feng had absorbed such immense evil power when he used the Princess Consort's power. Logically, this should have caused him to lose his mind and possibly develop physical ailments.

But Xia Feng showed no unusual reaction.

On the contrary, he was almost successful, but the medicine suddenly caused a malfunction, completely destroying his bodily functions, severely damaging his soul, causing his spiritual pressure to collapse, and leaving him completely crippled.

Xia Feng pulled out a small knife and squatted down next to Wang Jue.

"What—what are you doing!"

Seeing this, Wang Jue panicked completely, his expression filled with terror, his lips trembling, "Don't kill me! Whatever you want, I'll give you anything you want!"

He never imagined that he would be defeated by this young upstart.

Xia Feng progressed from the first tier to the second tier, then to the third tier, and finally even directly stole his queen. When faced with such an eerie situation, he should have turned around and run away.

Instead of being confident he could kill the man surnamed Xia, he was filled with regret.

"Xia Feng, spare me, spare my dog's life!"

Faced with the approaching sharp knife, the king's composure completely crumbled. A humble, pleading smile appeared on his lips as he hurriedly said, "Really! If you spare me, I'll be your dog from now on!"

"Money, power, women! Whatever you want, I'll give you!"

The prince was frantic. "Yes, and the princess too! The princess is yours too! You can do whatever you want with her!"

Xia Feng paused with the tip of his knife.

Wang Jue was stunned for a moment, then quickly concealed the resentment and hatred that almost showed in his eyes, becoming overjoyed and grinning, "Thank you—"

Before he could finish speaking, his smile suddenly froze.

Because his daughter, Li Hongdou, had somehow moved to the side, Xia Feng handed the knife to the girl.

The girl's face was calm. Although her small hands gripping the knife handle were trembling, she did not hesitate at all. She squatted down, interlaced her fingers to hold the knife, and raised her arms high!

"Do not!!"

It plunged downwards suddenly!!!

The terrified cries abruptly ceased. The king lay on the ground, his bloodshot eyes bulging, a blood-red hilt protruding from his brow, his eyes wide open in death.

*
Time goes back to one minute ago.

When the princess was born and opened her eyes, a sacred golden light shot from the ground to the sky, directly illuminating the dark night sky, dimming even the lonely blood moon hanging in the sky.

Those fighting within the Xuanwu Domain naturally also saw the towering golden pillar in the direction of Pingshan Hospital.

The fierce battle between nearly a hundred people gradually came to a halt. The members of the Holy Department looked at each other in bewilderment, and Director Xuanwu's expression darkened slightly.

Bai Long glared angrily at the golden light on the horizon, cursing under his breath, "I told you that kid was unreliable! But you wouldn't believe me!"

Zhao Jie retreated to the edge of the battlefield, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned softly.

"Lord Xuanwu, it's a pity you've lost."

(End of this chapter)