I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 952. Alpha-level consciousness?

Around the central tower, everyone subtly observed the path of the Abyss Saints.

They thought the Abyss Saints wouldn't step into the trap, but to their surprise, they didn't stop at all and went straight into the formation's range.

Didn't you notice?

Or do they simply not care?
Everyone's eyes lit up with interest, especially Tang Quandao, who opened his eyes after resting and stared thoughtfully at the Spade Man.

In his vision, the Spade Man's spiritual pressure level was suppressed to the second level of the Spirit Realm by the Calamity Rule, making him extremely weak.

He even suspected that he could kill this ant with a sneeze.

"Hehe~ Your Excellency Saint, you didn't notice the trap, did you?" Nian Geng's smiling expression widened, and he chuckled softly, as if anticipating the joke that was about to unfold.

A trap? Xia Feng stepped into the void and walked slowly forward, while looking up at the giant silver mirror that lit up the sky. If this array formed by the 'divinely bestowed authority' was called a trap, it would be too ridiculous.

Om-! !

The dim sky was instantly covered by a stream of mercury-like light, forming a clear mirror that could reflect everything.

The ruins and rubble within a ten-mile radius were reflected in the sky.

The figure of the Abyss Saint was also reflected in it, and in an instant, the black-robed figure in the real world seemed to be erased by an eraser, slowly fading away.

Everyone was enveloped in a pale blue halo and unaffected by the trap. They all looked up at the sky.

In the mirrored world of the sky, besides the black-robed figures of the Abyss Saints, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a long white robe, a triple crown on his head, and a monocle perched on his nose.

The Black Moon Pope said he had a plan to capture the Abyss Saints alive, which required the cooperation of Burning Heaven, while the others naturally watched with amusement.

Now it seems that this excitement is getting more and more interesting.

The Abyss Saint actually entered the 'Heaven-Given Spirit Realm'.

"Within the Heavenly Gift Spirit Realm, spiritual artifacts are forcibly transformed into living beings. The owner must fight against the spiritual artifact. Only by killing and destroying the spiritual artifact can one escape from the Spirit Realm. The price is that the spiritual artifact is destroyed and can no longer be used. If one dies in the Spirit Realm, the spiritual artifact's consciousness will seize one's soul and occupy one's conceptual existence."

As the young man in the suit introduced the formation, he smiled and looked at the crowd, "It took a lot of divine power to set up this formation. Everyone, would anyone like to go in and have some fun?"

Everyone ignored him. On the back of the giant golden sparrow, Ke Yanqing stared thoughtfully at the scene in the celestial mirror.

"The Black Moon Pope seems unafraid of the Heavenly Gift Spirit Realm. It appears that his progress in transforming the power of his spiritual artifacts has improved again."

“Power is being used,” An Xingjia sighed lazily, his dark circles drooping. “Tsk tsk, I heard that old man’s spiritual weapon is an S-rank. Sigh, fate is really unfair.”

Unfair fate? The person born in the year of birth seemed to have found a kindred spirit and became excited.
"Oh? Mr. An Guinan, you think so too!"

He stared intently at An Xingjia, "Why not join my Burning Heaven Path? As long as the Supreme Heavenly Emperor descends, you can have as many of these mere S-grade spiritual artifacts as you desire!"

An Xingjia had long known that the Burning Heaven Cult was a group of lunatics who pursued so-called fairness and truly believed that the Supreme Foolish Emperor could bring fairness to the world. So they began to burn, kill, plunder, and commit all kinds of evil deeds, claiming that it was for a better future.

Sometimes An Xingjia really couldn't understand whether these Burning Heaven Cult members truly believed in the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, or whether they were using this as an excuse to vent their dissatisfaction with the world and satisfy their own evil desires.

"Sir, how about joining my Burning Heaven Holy Sect?"

"Ugh, what an idiot." An Xingjia, with dark circles under his eyes, lazily picked at his ear with his little finger. "So noisy."

Seeing An Guinan's lack of appreciation, Nian Gengcheng was not angry. He just smiled meaningfully and looked up at Tianjing again.

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Xia Feng looked around. Apart from the absence of life, the scene in the Spirit Realm was exactly the same as the real world. Blood flowed in the ruins, collapsed houses were everywhere, and the clock tower in the very center soared into the sky. The world was shrouded in a gray haze.

At the top of the clock tower, a middle-aged man in a long white robe stood silently, adjusting his monocle, and looked down with a gentle, calm voice:

"Your Excellency Saint, how have you been?"

Xia Feng's gaze was thoughtful. He thought to himself, "I knew it! I could sense that the Black Moon Pope was nearby, but I couldn't pinpoint his exact location. Turns out he's hiding in this alternate dimension."

He had originally planned to put aside the matter of finding the Black Moon Pope to copy the S-grade spiritual artifact, but he didn't expect that the old man would come knocking on his door himself.

Well, that'll save us the trouble.

Without exchanging a word with the man in the robes at the top of the tower, Xia Feng entered the Paladin Space and quickly teleported towards the top of the Sky Tower.

However, the man at the top of the tower seemed to have no intention of confronting him directly, and simply transformed into the bright moonlight and disappeared.

"Our religion is very curious about what exactly the saints' spiritual artifacts are."

A grand, yet subtle voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth, full of interest. "If it is also an S-grade spiritual artifact like ours, then the interesting situation of it developing consciousness and possessing its master is truly something to look forward to."

As the Pope's voice faded, Xia Feng stood still, looking around with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

However, nothing unusual has occurred yet, and there is no sign of the spirit artifact transforming into a human.

In his spiritual sea, the ancient bronze mirror floated serenely, unharmed.

On the contrary, the other magical artifacts, which were like stars revolving around the bronze mirror, began to vibrate faintly, as if they were both uneasy and excited.

He now possesses 16 spiritual artifacts, including 9 A-grade and 7 B-grade, all of which are trembling as if about to develop consciousness.

Although none of them are S-rank, if these 16 magical artifacts were to become living beings, they would be absolutely terrifying.

However, just as the 16 magical artifacts began to tremble, the bronze mirror at the center flashed with a brilliant light, and all the artifacts immediately prostrated themselves like beasts before a dragon, their trembling ceasing abruptly.

That's it?

Xia Feng immediately understood that the Heavenly Gift Spirit Realm was not of a high rank; at most, it could allow an S-level individual to develop self-awareness, but to catalyze an Alpha-level individual to develop self-awareness was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Not qualified at all.

If the Heavenly Calamity grants Xia Feng the rank of a Celestial God, and then the Heavenly Authority is used on him, it might be possible for his spiritual artifact, the Divine Mirror Without Platform, to develop self-awareness.

In short, it can be summed up in one word.

Delicious food!

To be honest, Xia Feng was actually somewhat hoping that the spiritual artifact would develop its own consciousness. Of course, he only thought about it, since such a thing was too dangerous.

If an Alpha-level consciousness were to appear, Xia Feng tried to imagine just how powerful it would be.
For example, directly materialize all the known magical artifacts in history and give them to the cow. No, it should be called separating the true from the false and turning them into one's own!
The world has entered the era without magical artifacts!
For a spiritualist, this is tantamount to the end of the world.

Well, you know what, looking at it from another perspective, isn't it a kind of fairness that everyone is without magical artifacts?

Those guys from the Burning Heaven Path might actually agree with this approach and be willing to offer up their spiritual weapons.

Xia Feng's thoughts were racing, though of course, these were all just his imagination.
(End of this chapter)