I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 950. Miss Evil Dragon Cried.
Xia Feng's consciousness was hazy, as if he were being tossed about in a turbulent sea, and finally submerged by the seawater and sank to the bottom of the sea.

He maintained a sliver of consciousness, sensing his surroundings, but inevitably succumbed to darkness, his thoughts becoming stagnant.

He vaguely saw a light appear ahead.

In the light, a familiar figure in a star-patterned dress sat leaning against the wall.

Swah——

His vision suddenly brightened, and the familiar World Tree came into view.

The World Tree's canopy blocked out the sun, and the pale dragon in the center of its trunk still held its majestic head high, while the ever-burning blue flames surged and swirled on the highest divine steps.

A divine throne is set in the center of the base of the tree, where a woman in a star-patterned dress sits with her eyes closed.

Upon seeing this scene, Xia Feng was momentarily dazed.

Even though it's only been a few months since I last saw Miss Evil Dragon, it feels like a lifetime has passed.

However, unlike the usual elegant sitting posture or languid side-lying posture...
On the throne, the woman in the star-patterned dress sat dignifiedly, her hands resting on her knees. Her pale, vertical pupils were dull and lifeless, empty like a soulless vessel, and beneath the corner of her left eye, adorned with crystalline white dragon scales and upturned corners, faint traces of bloody tears were sliding down.
The liquid dripped down from her eerie yet holy face, landing on her dull, star-like dress, instantly turning it into a vast expanse of crimson flames, like the terrifying fires of a sinful hell, engulfing the woman on the throne.

The terrifying flames boiled and annihilated the divine throne, swirled around the azure dragon, and even devoured the World Tree. The entire sealed land began to burn to ashes under the punishment and torment of this hellish fire, emitting sharp, shrill screechs.

This terrifying scene was reflected in Xia Feng's dark pupils, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly in fear.

In his pupils, the woman in the star-patterned dress, still sitting upright in the center of the prison flames, stared blankly at him, her lips moving as if she were murmuring or calling out.

Xia Feng was in a daze, his mind boiling as if a terrifying flame had poured over him. He ran frantically towards the throne on all fours, but for some reason, he seemed unable to touch the ground, with nowhere to get a foothold. He felt as if he were floating in a void universe, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get close to that high and distant throne. Instead, he went further and further away.

Unable to get close, he could only listen intently.

"it hurts."

Finally, he faintly heard the whispers of the evil dragon, a ghostly voice like a cry from hell, desperately pleading for help in his ear.

"It hurts so much!"

"Believer, I'm in so much pain."

In his pupils, the woman in the star-studded dress murmured vacantly, her gaze drifting further and further away from him, growing smaller and smaller.

Xia Feng's fear soared to its absolute peak, and with a furious roar, he let out a heart-rending dragon's roar, "Roar—!!!"

His eyes widened in shock, then he suddenly opened them wide!

Boom! A surge of air and terrifying pressure blasted the blonde, masked woman who was curiously watching from the side, sending her flying and crashing into the cracked wall.

The blonde woman vomited blood, and her breath rapidly faded.

She slid slowly down the wall, looking up in terror, not understanding what had happened. How could her father, this young man, have suddenly become so terrifying?

The boy in the wheelchair looked down, panting heavily. When he slowly raised his head, his dark pupils had turned into pale, blood-red vertical pupils, staring coldly at her.

It's like a dragon that could devour her at any moment!
Kikyo Ayame felt a chill run through her body, her fear reaching its peak. Her face turned deathly pale, then strangely flushed. Her round legs, hidden beneath her white coat, trembled uncontrollably, dripping water.
How could this happen?
She knew she was incredibly embarrassed, but she couldn't control herself; it was the first time she'd ever seen something so terrifying.

Just one look from him was enough to captivate her.
But it seems the boy in the wheelchair didn't notice her predicament, or perhaps he simply couldn't be bothered to.
She lowered her eyelids and silently stood up, her legs pressed tightly together. Xia Feng was actually keenly aware of Kikyo Ayame's condition, but he couldn't be bothered to pay much attention, because his mind was already disrupted by the nightmare he had just had.

The fear had not yet subsided; he trembled all over, and it felt as if his heart was pounding in his ears.

What a hell.

Why would I have such a nightmare?
Xia Feng frowned, and after his emotions and thoughts calmed down a little, he felt increasingly uneasy.

Is Miss Evil Dragon about to succumb to the torment of the sealing power?
Xia Feng remembered that Empress Tianwu had previously said that she had always helped Miss Evil Dragon share the power of the seal and alleviate her pain. Could it be that she has stopped sharing it now?
Damn, very likely!
The last time he left the Temple of Apocalypse, he gave Empress Tianwu a sarcastic middle finger.

After all, the news of the evil crow appearing in the Sumeru Realm will soon be known to the Heavenly Martial Empress. The Heavenly Martial Empress will probably understand in an instant that the reason he was willing to kiss her was actually to obtain the pure dragon blood to nourish the black crow's feathers.

Therefore, Empress Tianwu could definitely guess that he would not return to the Temple of Apocalypse!
In that case, the Empress would surely be furious and choose to no longer share the Evil Dragon's suffering. It's highly likely!

Thinking of this, Xia Feng cursed inwardly. This evil empress even tortured his own body; she was utterly despicable!

He flipped his hand, and black raven feathers appeared in his palm.

Mystic patterns flow across the surface of the raven feathers, and the array has already taken shape. It can be opened at any time to connect with the sealed land and pay homage to the Pale Empress!

Just as Xia Feng was about to recite the mantra, a majestic and serene voice, seemingly from the depths of antiquity, resounded quietly in his heart: "Foolish believer, I suggest you do not return now."

"!!" Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed sharply, and his shoulders tensed.

"So you're nervous already?" The imposing figure spoke calmly, tinged with a hint of mockery. "When you provoked me last time you left, did you ever imagine you'd be facing me again?"

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Xia Feng's shoulders slowly relaxed. He leaned back in his wheelchair, expressionless, his dark eyes staring intently at the empty space ahead, thinking, "What did you mean by that just now? Why can't we go back to the Sealed Land now?"

"What a foolish believer."

The divine voice, looking down from above, remained indifferent: "The World Tree and the Sumeru Realm are the same; both belong to a sub-plane. The ripples caused by entering a sub-plane are usually insignificant and difficult to detect."

But now, the eyes of countless beings within the Empire, both overt and covert, are focused here. By creating a second dimensional ripple beside the Sumeru Realm, you've essentially exposed the World Tree's spacetime location to Huang Ye, Shang Jue, and others. Given Huang Ye's earth-shattering plot against me, what do you think will happen?

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This was indeed unexpected for Xia Feng, mainly because he didn't quite understand what the Divine Realm could actually accomplish.

"If you want to return to the Sealed Land, the fastest way now is to go back to the Sumeru Realm first, enter the World Tree Space in the Sumeru Realm, and the resulting dimensional ripples will naturally coincide with the spacetime points in the Sumeru Realm."

The evil empress's calm suggestion echoed in his mind, "In this way, the outside world will only think that it is a dimensional ripple produced by the Sumeru Realm, and will not find anything unusual."

Upon hearing the evil empress's kind and friendly suggestion, Xia Feng's first reaction was not happiness, but extreme vigilance. "You're so kind?"

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

"I have only come to prevent you from being momentarily confused and putting my true self in danger." The majestic voice gradually dissipated and vanished completely.

(End of this chapter)