I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 949. The Third God-Level Genius

Torrential rain.

Nearly five days have passed since the creation of the Destiny World by a wisp of divine power from the Calamity River. The most prosperous city on this planet, Golden Sparrow City, is now a complete ruin.

It was as if it had survived a world war in which firearms were rampant, leaving it riddled with holes.

Amidst the ruins on the ground, numerous figures with golden rank markers above their heads raced and chased each other.

Their head markers are all in the 30-40 level range, and the destructive power they cause is no less than that of a True Martial Realm Spirit Master.

At this moment, in the dark cloud-shrouded sky, a huge bird-shaped creature could be vaguely seen lying across the horizon, its clear cry sending chills down the spines of the superhumans on the ground, who looked up in alarm.

It was a pale golden flame bird, a hundred meters long, with its feathers layered and interwoven, and nine tail feathers floating, resembling a phoenix.

The vast earth was reflected in its beastly eyes.

Three figures were suspended on the back of the golden sparrow.

The woman in the middle holds an oil-paper umbrella, paired with a classic cheongsam that reveals her calves on the side. She has a graceful figure and a cool temperament, like a woman from a painting, standing tall against the gray and cloudy sky.

To the right of the woman holding the umbrella was a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat. On the center of the back of the trench coat was a golden sparrow flower, a symbol of holiness and authority.

The man had a light stubble on his chin, a somewhat pale complexion, and faint dark circles around his eyes. He looked tired and languid.

He is An Xingjia, the ninth seat of the Golden Plant.

"It's been three days already, my lady. If you ask me, I'm afraid the Third Young Master is already..."

Before An Xingjia could finish speaking, the woman holding the umbrella glanced at him with cold eyes, and he immediately shut up.

Ke Yanqing is not old and her strength is only at the first level of the Venerable Realm, but because of her status as a concubine, even An Xingjia, who has the strength of the Saint Realm, has to be inferior to her.

"The search area has been expanded to the entire city. Can you sense Conan's presence?" Ke Yanqing asked, frowning as she looked at the third figure on the left.

She was a young girl full of youthful energy, wearing a white shirt, red tie, JK skirt, black stockings paired with ankle boots, and her smooth black hair cascading down her back.

However, her sweet and delicate oval face had a silicone texture, like a lifeless doll, with empty eyes and a slow head shake.

This person is An Xingjia's wife, whose name consists of only the character "An". She is also known as Madam An and holds the fifth seat at Queshen Mountain.

Seeing this, Keyanqing frowned even more deeply. Just as she was about to say something, the golden sparrow beneath her feet had already flown to its destination.

Beneath the thick, dark clouds in the distance, the glow of the central tower was faintly visible, surrounded by towers and houses of varying heights.

Ke Yanqing and the other two looked in the same direction at the same time.
A dozen or so figures were scattered across the top of the tower. Some stood in remote corners, some sat with their legs swinging at the top, and others stood with their hands in their pockets, their gazes indifferent as they stared at the three Golden Sparrows from afar.
As the golden sparrow slowly flew closer, the figures all looked up.

"Wow, quite a few people have come." An Xingjia chuckled lazily.

His gaze swept over the group, his dark circles drooping as he muttered, "Burning Angel Disciple Nian Gengcheng, Yama Disciple Lilithbeya, Elemental Holy Priest Lottie, Great Sin Shadow Lord Silver Crown, and Justice Protector Tang Quandao."

"Oh, and there's also a god-level genius who has only recently emerged in the last millennium."

An Xingjia's gaze fell on the eagle-helmeted youth looking indifferently from the tower's rooftop. "Jin Yangtian. This is the first time I've seen this kid. He has quite the air of my younger self."

"Hehe~ An Guinan, you were way away from being a god-level genius back then, how dare you boast like this?" A girl sitting on the top of the tower, swinging her white silk-stockinged legs, said with a laugh. She had gray and white spiral goat horns on her head, red eyes with a hint of evil at the corners of her red eyes, and a pretty and charming face.

Lilithbea, a disciple of Enma.

"Oh, isn't this old lady Beiya?" An Xingjia shifted his gaze, looking the girl with goat horns up and down, and clicked his tongue in amazement, "After all these years, you still like to act young, you old hag."

"!" The girl's smile faded, her red eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and as thunder roared and flashed across the dim sky, it was as if the gates of hell had been opened, and countless evil beasts and demons were about to surge out from within.

The atmosphere was gloomy and eerie.

"Does the nickname 'An Gui Nan' mean he likes to improve his strength by practicing with 'dolls'?"

The young man in the suit, Nian Gengcheng, stood far away from the crowd on a collapsed building, his gaze smiling as he looked at the silicone JK girl next to An Xingjia. "I've long heard that Madam An has a special constitution. So this is the special method. Interesting. If I could, I'd really like to try it too."

Hearing the comment that was no different from a mockery, An Xingjia's eyelids drooped with heavy dark circles, and he stared coldly at the dog that was burning the sky in the distance. He took a step forward, and killing intent arose instantly!
"clatter--"

Just as a great battle seemed imminent, a clear, resounding bell rang out, and the world fell silent.

Above the thunder, stood a handsome young man with slicked-back hair, a long black braid, and wearing a blue mandarin jacket and robe. His eyes seemed to hold the glint of swords, and he stood with one hand behind his back, speaking calmly:
"Gentlemen, please restrain yourselves a little. If the battle causes the spacetime here to collapse, we will have to return empty-handed."

Just and protective of the faith - Tang Quandao.

Everyone looked at this person. Lilith Belle narrowed her red eyes and licked her red lips. She decided to give this pretty little person some face and disperse her power.

Since the empire was founded ten thousand years ago, four god-level geniuses have emerged.

The first one is Huang Zhaoyue, and the last one is Jin Yangtian.

Tang Quandao was the third.

"Three days have passed, and the Abyss Saint still hasn't shown himself. This kid is probably just toying with us." As the chilling voice rang out, lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the shadows beneath a lush tree.

There stood a ninja whose right eye and chin were covered by a mask, his arms crossed, his short silver hair and dark ninja robe fluttering in the wind, and his beast-like eyes on the left side cold and indifferent.

Not far behind the Great Sin Shadow Lord Silver Crown, a woman with vertical pupils stood in the secluded pavilion. It was Huang Zhaoyue, who was resting with her eyes closed and completely ignoring any movement present.

Huang Zhaoyue waited patiently, believing that the Abyss Saints would definitely appear.

But the others who were unaware of the situation had no patience. Some of them had been waiting outside the Gate of Sumeru for five days, but the Abyss Saints seemed not to see them at all and ignored them completely, putting on a very grand show.

But no matter how impatient they were, they could only suppress their anger and stay there.

After all, the benefits represented by the celestial spiritual energy in the Sumeru Realm are too enormous. If there is no way to subdue and control the Abyss Saints to seize the Sumeru Realm, then it would be best to become the first force to cooperate with them.

However, it seems that the Abyss Saints are not easy to talk to.

"The intelligence says that the Abyss Saint is still the leader of the newly emerged Peach Organization, the Spade Man."

Lilith Belle sat on the edge of the wall, swinging her white-stockinged legs, and chuckled softly, resting her chin on her hand. "Hehe~ I'm so curious, who exactly is this kid? If I could, I'd love to hang him up and eat him~ He'd taste so good!"

(End of this chapter)