Chapter 905
Chapter 906
Xia Feng finally understood everything through the series of misfortunes he’d encountered. For Yue Hongli, misfortune meant breaking her contract with him. What would cause them to break their contract? One way would be for him to share a Star Position with Gong Changyi and ascend to the True God rank!
If he shared a Star Position with Gong Changyi and became the [Main Palace], it would be fine, causing no major issues. However, if he were absorbed by Gong Changyi and became the [Sub Palace], he would need to maintain the purity of his soul. This was also why, during the process of sharing a Star Position, Heavenly Dao Laws would automatically erase any divine aura from his soul, such as the Gui Calamity Contract.
It could be said that while Gong Changyi and Hua Shen had their own agendas, they were essentially on the same side. Their greatest opponent was not Xia Feng, but the Pale Dragon God. After all, even with the power of Heavenly Dao Laws, erasing the Pale Contract Seal would not be an easy task. If the Pale Dragon God were to break free from the World Tree’s seal and recover his peak strength, erasing the Pale Contract Seal would become even more impossible.
Therefore, for Yue Hongli, the most unfortunate thing right now was Xia Feng approaching Gong Changyi and being captured and imprisoned by her. This was why this series of unfortunate events was actually leading him closer to the Goddess Hall on Burning Heaven Island.
Thinking about this, Xia Feng felt utterly numb. He really shouldn’t have been greedy for fortune points. Now, Gong Changyi hadn’t sought him out, but he himself had walked into the tiger’s den. To be honest, being absorbed by Gong Changyi wasn’t entirely bad, as the opportunity to ascend to the True God realm was something countless geniuses throughout history would kill for. However, for Xia Feng, a True God rank Sub Palace position was not what he desired. What he wanted was the Heavenly God rank! He wanted to be on par with the Dragon God!
Of course, the Eternal Day Divine Position had fallen from the Twelve Palaces of the Astral Realm. Being able to return to the True God realm would only be a matter of time before recovering the Heavenly God realm. But ultimately, it wasn’t his own Godhead. Moreover, becoming Gong Changyi’s Sub Palace would mean losing his freedom, forever being under the control of this deranged woman. It was truly terrible. Xia Feng, who lived a life of unrestrained freedom, would never willingly be confined to a divine cage!
Of course, the main reason was that if Gong Changyi could control him, she would definitely sever his connections with Miss Mu and Miss Evil Dragon. Such a thing was unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable! Although this evil goddess had taken him in when he was young and raised him, she shouldn’t expect him to surrender so easily.
After confirming that his Calamity’s Lair ability was turned off, Xia Feng forcibly calmed himself, his thoughts racing. The current situation… there was still room to maneuver. The concealment of Myriad Phenomena Omni-Realm was incredibly powerful; Gong Changyi might not necessarily discover him. At worst, he could simply commit suicide and return to the Nightmare River. Sister Yi, Sister Yi, if you want to catch me, dream on! As Xia Feng’s mind settled, he felt the surrounding water flow begin to surge, and the world spun. He flowed with the flood-like waves and saw the light.
He looked around. The dark dome was dotted with stars, and mist swirled below, like a celestial palace or a jade pool. Twelve women in green dresses sat around the edge of the pool. Their appearances varied, and although they weren’t as beautiful as Miss Mu or Miss Evil Dragon, they were still stunning. The twelve women in green dresses had their eyes slightly closed. Sensing the disturbance, the green-robed woman sitting in the east slowly raised her eyes.
The alluring woman with wavy pink hair flashed behind the green-robed woman. Her slender waist bent, and her fair, slender arms wrapped around the woman’s neck. Her manicured fingers held a lollipop, which she dangled in front of the green-robed woman, giggling softly, “Senior Sister, long time no see. Have you missed your sister~?”
The green-robed woman ignored her and asked calmly, “Yellin, do you have any news about the Holy Son Lord?”
“Holy Son Lord? Heh~ Speaking of that scoundrel, it makes me angry.” The pink-haired woman’s charming tone changed to one of displeasure. “As Goddess predicted, that scoundrel is indeed not dead!”
Xia Feng: “…”
The ‘Holy Son Lord’ they were talking about was probably, possibly, likely him.
Ding dong, ding dong~ Water flowed into the pool, and information flashed through Xia Feng’s mind at the same time.
[You have been attacked by the Goddess Hall, do you wish to copy—]
[Copy failed!]
Xia Feng’s heart skipped a beat. Goddess Hall? A God Relic? It could actually detect him in his Myriad Phenomena Omni-Realm state! However, another piece of information made him even more surprised.
[Identity verification, highest level, granted—]
“…”
Did this mean Gong Changyi had long ago classified him as the highest priority, allowing him to enter and exit the Goddess Hall freely? In other words, these subordinates of the Goddess Hall hadn’t discovered him?
Wait… something’s wrong! Based on his experience as the Lord of the Sumeru Realm, even with the highest level of authority, he should have been sensed by Gong Changyi, the Hall Master, the moment he entered the Goddess Hall! He couldn’t hide at all!
Thinking this, his heart leaped into his throat. At the same time, he noticed that in the center of the swirling pool, stardust-like points of light permeated the darkness. That dark area, though less than three cubic meters, seemed like an endless abyss, infinitely dark. In the center of the infinite darkness, a golden-skirted goddess floated. Light flowed beneath her snow-white bare feet. Her crystal jade toes, painted with pink nail polish, touched the void, sending ripples of divinity outward. She appeared to be in a deep sleep, her divine eyes lowered. Her bewitching face was elegant and majestic, but the corners of her foxy eyes curved gently like crescent moons. Behind her, the floating rose-gold divine ring illuminated her, making her divine and full of maternal radiance. The Eternal Day Goddess, Gong Changyi!
Xia Feng became extremely vigilant. However, as he observed, he noticed that his deranged elder sister’s state seemed… not quite good? Although her eyes were gently curved, her brows were often furrowed, and her face was somewhat pale, as if she were trapped in a deep sleep or a dream and unable to wake up. Seeing this, Xia Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness! It’s good that she can’t wake up.
“Yujiu, is this all the Day Water we have?” asked the green-robed woman by the shore, frowning. The sword-wielding woman poured water into the pond, which steamed into mist and was continuously absorbed by the goddess in the center. The sword-wielding woman nodded silently and sighed, “After frequently drawing from it these past few months, the spirituality of the Day Lake has long been depleted. It won’t last much longer.”
The women fell silent. Someone spoke first, her voice clear but her tone low, “If only we had confirmed sooner that the Holy Son Lord was not dead, the Goddess wouldn’t have fallen into such a dangerous situation.”
“It couldn’t be helped. A year ago, the Holy Son was presumed dead. The Goddess waited for several months but received no news of his survival. To be safe, she had to use the Eternal Day authority, bind the concept of the Holy Son, and enter the [Eternal Day Time Prison].”
“This way, if the Holy Son truly died, he could have a chance to be resurrected through the [Eternal Day Time Prison] and return to life with the Goddess.”
“Heh~” Yellin gritted her teeth, crushing the lollipop in her mouth, and sneered, “But with this, if that scoundrel is never caught! No one will ever be able to wake the Goddess, and she will be eternally tormented in the Time Prison! The Goddess is truly mad to have done something so irrational!”
“…”
“…”
Listening to the conversation of Gong Changyi’s subordinates by the shore, Xia Feng’s mind grew increasingly muddled. His thoughts of how to escape suddenly froze, and his brows furrowed tightly.
