Chapter 326: The Witch Cataclysm Is Truly Wonderful
“Obsidian?” Xia Feng’s black eyes brightened. “Are you sure?”
He instinctively wanted to turn his head to look at the fox woman but managed to hold back, staring intently ahead with wide eyes.
“Are there Obsidian of all attributes?” he asked, confused.
Jiang Qiue didn’t understand the masked man’s line of thought. Was this the time to be thinking about such things?
However, she casually explained, “Whatever spiritual affinity the Crying Witches had when they were Spirit Masters in life, the Obsidian will have that affinity.”
“Then how many Crying Witches are there on this island?” This time, Mu Qingtong spoke, her voice calm and questioning.
“There are as many Crying Witches as there have been Spirit Masters who came to the island over thousands of years. Of course, if you exclude those who have already died and turned into Obsidian, the number will be significantly reduced.”
“Already died?” Xia Feng was puzzled. “Didn’t you just say that no S-grade Spirit Robe could kill a Crying Witch? Are there other ways to resolve the Crying Witches?”
“You two, we are enemies now. I have no obligation to answer all your questions,” the woman in the green dress said, her voice ethereal.
Xia Feng tsked. “Fine, then don’t say anything. We’ll all just wait to die together.”
He stopped halfway through his sentence. Damn, this fox woman could revive, she wasn’t actually afraid of death.
But he and Miss Mu were different.
Just then, Mu Qingtong’s calm voice sounded, “The method is simple. Crying Witches consume energy when they are stared at. Therefore, all you need to do is keep staring at the Crying Witches. When the energy of the souls trapped by the Crying Witches is depleted, they will automatically perish and turn into Obsidian.”
“?” The woman in the green dress frowned. “You knew that and still asked?”
She was somewhat confused. The method to deal with Crying Witches was a core secret. The number of forces in the entire empire that knew this secret could be counted on one hand. Who exactly were these two? They seemed to know many secrets.
“…” Xia Feng indicated that she shouldn’t use “you guys” as he genuinely didn’t know.
Mu Qingtong’s expression remained calm, and she said no more. She actually only knew the general idea.
“So, how long do we need to stare for their energy to be depleted?” Xia Feng felt that since there was a solution, they were much easier to deal with. Now, they just needed to wait for the Crying Witches to perish on their own.
“From 7 to 7,000,000 days.”
“…How, how long?”
“The energy contained within different souls varies. Typically, the higher the Spirit Master’s rank, the more energy they possess. Once the Crying Witches have consumed the energy converted from the souls, they will naturally perish and turn into Obsidian.”
Xia Feng had a bad premonition. “Then how long can the four Crying Witches in front of us exist?”
“You can look at their hands; the number of days they can still exist will be displayed there.”
Xia Feng’s gaze narrowed, and he saw a string of small black numbers: [66000].
66,000!
Xia Feng was speechless. Sixty-six thousand days, that’s almost 180 years! Staring at a Crying Witch meant not blinking, because the moment you blinked, your line of sight disappeared, and the statue-like woman could instantly teleport a great distance. So, they had to stare like this for 180 years? Xia Feng felt that even if he strained his eyes until they burst, he might not live for 180 years.
However, although the naked eye couldn’t shift its gaze, the ‘god’s eye view’ formed by the spirit artifact could still be used. The Nascent Ten Sacred Armor’s forest protection could integrate spiritual sense into the forest, allowing one to see everything within a thousand-meter radius. The three of them were currently at the edge of a forest. Xia Feng had already activated forest protection and turned his gaze to the other three Crying Witches.
[59001] [50921] [65700]
Good, all of them started at over 50,000 days. This was simply outrageous. The circle formed by these four Crying Witches was like a cage, trapping the three of them. Imprisoned for over a century. Xia Feng’s brows furrowed, and with a thought, he entered the Holy Knight Space.
However, it was unfortunate. The Crying Witches could indeed ignore the restrictions of time and space; their statue-like forms entered a strange state, with faint black cracks flickering, as if they were ready to travel through time at any moment.
Xia Feng had no choice but to exit the Holy Knight Space. But he wasn’t worried at all because he had just thought of a very easy solution. However, Mu Qingtong told him not to act rashly for now.
“Mr. Xia, we’ve gathered most of the information. Summon Yue Hongli,” Mu Qingtong’s voice appeared in his mind. “Have Yue Hongli stand in the distance and keep the three Crying Witches in front of us within her sight. Remember, don’t let Yue Hongli lock onto the witch in front of Jiang Qiue.”
As long as a Crying Witch was being watched, it wouldn’t move. If two people were watching, one of them could naturally shift their gaze and act freely. Therefore, the solution was simple: have Yue Hongli choose a position where she could keep all the witches within her sight. The purple mist here severely obstructed vision, but these witches were not far from each other. Yue Hongli could still manage to keep all of them in sight.
!
However, after hearing Mu Qingtong’s telepathic message, Xia Feng didn’t act immediately. Instead, he said, “Miss Mu, Yue Hongli is in deep sleep. Perhaps you could summon your maid Fei? The effect would be the same.”
Mu Qingtong couldn’t help but frown. “…No, Fei is a spirit body and doesn’t have physical eyes. Moreover, Fei is also in deep sleep right now.”
“Then can’t you still create a clone? Create a clone…”
“…That won’t work either. The number of my clones has already reached its limit.”
“Really? Are you lying to me?”
“…?” Mu Qingtong’s delicate eyebrows furrowed. She quickly sensed something was wrong. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her tone became dangerous, “Mr. Xia, what are you trying to do?”
“What do you think?” Xia Feng’s lips curved into a smile. “Foolish Miss Mu~”
He grinned wickedly and directly summoned Gui Dao. Gui Dao hovered in the air, transforming into the Woman in Red Dress, her beautiful eyes fixed on the two Crying Witches in front of Xia Feng.
“Hmm?” Jiang Qiue instantly sensed movement behind her. A life aura had appeared out of thin air. This surprised her, and her heart sank. Her gaze sharpened. This K-Masked Man actually carried a contracted life form with a physical body?! The methods to contract such life forms in this world were few and far between. Most people, even if they could contract something, could only contract spirit bodies. Jiang Qiue didn’t expect to be so unlucky as to encounter someone with such means.
Xia Feng took a step forward, and his entire body instantly soared into the air. Indeed, as Yue Hongli was watching, the two Crying Witches didn’t move at all. Moreover, Yue Hongli perfectly executed Xia Feng’s command and did not include the witches in front of Mu Qingtong and Jiang Qiue within her sight. Xia Feng chuckled and closed his eyes, landing steadily on the ground with both feet. Although he had lost his physical vision and his sight was pitch black, his spiritual sense, formed by the spirit artifact, could still perceive his surroundings. For instance, Mu Qingtong’s small face was slowly tensing, her beautiful eyes narrowed. For instance, Jiang Qiue’s six fluffy fox tails were raised high, and vigilance appeared in her ethereal eyes. The witch statues in front of the two women still covered their eyes, their lips curved in a half-smile, as if a cage had locked the two women in place, preventing any movement. Four people stood motionless.
*Tap~ Tap~*
Xia Feng, with his eyes closed, strolled casually around the two women, a smile on his lips. “I must say, the Witch Cataclysm is truly wonderful. I love the Witch Cataclysm.”
