Chapter 426: Seal (Two Chapters Combined)
Beneath the star skirt lay a chest as soft as the ridgeline of a spring mountain.
Xia Feng felt as if he had fallen into the starry night sky but no longer had the mood to appreciate it. His thoughts were a mess, his nerves taut, and he turned back to look.
He saw that below the divine steps, the space, which had returned to its original state, was once again shattering like a broken mirror, with faint, pitch-black cracks spreading.
Eerie streams of light, like water, overflowed from within, attempting to outline two humanoid figures.
“Hum—” The space vibrated, and the vague human forms disintegrated once more!
Xia Feng glanced at the synchronized information from the Calamity Demon Heart. It contained no record of Mu Qingtong and Gong Changyi cooperating.
However, he could tell that Miss Mu and Sister Yi probably suspected he might have survived under divine protection. Therefore, they had set aside their long-standing grievances for the first time and joined forces to investigate.
But this was, after all, a Place of Seal, not somewhere easily breached.
It took the Dragon God a great deal of effort to send out a Divine Thought Avatar, so it was impossible for them to break through the seal to enter.
Di Si’s divine eyes calmly gazed down at the area below the divine steps. Behind the spatial cracks that expanded and contracted, there seemed to be two female ants.
“Xia Feng, you said just now that the Pale Contract Seal on you has disappeared, so you are no longer My believer?”
Xia Feng’s jaw was held by fingertips and forcefully turned back, his gaze meeting the pale vertical pupils of the Woman on the divine seat. A bad premonition arose.
“Since that is the case, I shall re-imprint the seal on you.”
“?!”
Xia Feng was completely unable to resist. His mouth was immediately sealed, and in her indisputably majestic vertical pupils, his wide-open black eyes were reflected.
At the same time, below the divine seat, a dragon tail rustled and coiled around his waist, its tip firmly grasping his life-force.
“!”
The foremost priority of the Pale Contract Seal was the Dragon God. Even if the seal on him had disappeared, the contracted Half-dragon would still exist.
Therefore, he wasn’t in a hurry to restore the contract seal.
But now—
Xia Feng wanted to cry out, but the Dragon God immediately silenced him again. A faint divine seal in the shape of “姒” began to appear on his life-force!
This time, it wasn’t on the back of his neck, but on his life-force!
Xia Feng’s mouth opened slightly, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Di Si’s tail tip twitched rapidly as if in pleasure. Her vertical pupils narrowed, but her believer’s eerie gaze seemed to pierce through her soul, scolding her in disbelief—You evil dragon!
“Hum—”
Below the divine steps, the two light forms within the spatial cracks were still persistently trying to break through the seal again.
Di Si glanced at them. The roots of her ears, hidden by her cloud-grey soft hair, grew hotter.
She knew that these thoughts of hers were wrong, but she couldn’t help herself. She wanted to severely punish her disobedient believer in front of those two overconfident ants.
Seeing her believer push against her shoulder, looking nervous and afraid,
Di Si’s vertical pupils narrowed with pleasure. “Bad believer, making Me angry all the time!”
While contemplating, the woman on the divine seat patted Xia Feng’s lower back and commanded in a deep voice, “Release your tail.”
“I will use Origin Water to help you evolve your dragon tail.”
“?”
Xia Feng didn’t believe her, thinking, “I don’t trust you, you utterly wicked dragon!” He ignored the completely corrupted Evil Dragon.
Although his dragon tail was a bit short due to malnutrition after becoming a Divine Half-dragon and needed to be perfected and evolved with Origin-class divine objects,
He still wanted to save every drop of Origin Water he could.
Sixty-seven drops of Origin Water, forty drops were needed to cultivate Origin Flowers in the future, leaving twenty-seven drops that could allow his Divine Thought Avatar to return to the Place of Seal twice.
If he found three more drops, he could return three times.
This was his trump card for survival, and he didn’t want to use it on lengthening his dragon tail for now.
[Mu Qingtong provides positioning, Gong Changyi provides spatial means, attempting to cooperate to forcibly enter the Place of Seal, ending in failure, Mu Qingtong’s understanding of space has improved, and your Agility has gained an 80-point increase.]
The synchronized message refreshed again. Xia Feng was now completely certain that Miss Mu was indeed outside the seal!
Xia Feng raised his head. The exquisitely beautiful little face of the Woman on the divine seat nuzzled his neck. His scalp tingled, and he felt fortunate that Miss Mu couldn’t get in.
It was also fortunate that Miss Mu’s Azure Bone Tracking Technique couldn’t sense him.
Although the Azure Bone Tracking Technique had very powerful positioning capabilities, its conditions were extremely stringent.
If he were to use this tracking technique, since he was tracking his own bone, there were basically no restrictions.
But if it were Mu Qingtong, she would not only need to possess his Yang energy but also for him to possess her Yin energy.
Only then could Mu Qingtong track him through the Yin-Yang induction.
However, after his rebirth, the Yin energy in his Spirit Substance had long since disappeared, and he had regained his initial Yang state.
“My believer, didn’t you want to become a witch’s believer?”
Di Si’s legs beneath the star skirt pressed tightly together, her toes curling like snow-white glutinous rice balls.
“She is outside now. Do you need Me to help her break through the visual obstruction and let her see what you look like now?”
After saying these strange words in a deep voice, Di Si’s face, buried in her believer’s neck, instantly turned red.
‘I, I’m so wicked, to say such things!’
‘But,’
‘I’m going to be wicked!’
“.!” Xia Feng’s eyes twitched. He did want to motivate Miss Mu, but not in this way. Moreover, that crazy woman Gong Changyi was also outside.
That crazy woman had already been stimulated last time. If it happened again this time, Xia Feng didn’t dare to imagine how terrible his fate would be.
“Answer Me.” The Divine Thought Avatar behind him had不知何时 approached him, leaning close to his ear, placing its hands on his chest, and asking in a majestic, calm voice, “Do you still want to become a witch’s believer?”
Another pale dragon tail coiled around his thigh. Xia Feng felt like he was tightly entwined by two beautiful snakes on the divine seat, his heart tightening, his mouth dry, and he was on the verge of fainting.
“Evil Dragon,” he looked up, his eyes wide, spitting out two words through clenched teeth.
Hearing her believer’s disrespectful address, the Woman on the divine seat and the Divine Thought Avatar met each other’s gaze. Their white vertical pupils narrowed into fine needles, and their exquisite faces flushed noticeably with shame and anger.
‘I am at most a bad dragon, not an evil dragon!’
In divine anger, the Divine Thought Avatar’s slender fingers pinched Xia Feng’s jaw. In Xia Feng’s shocked black eyes, it lowered its head and dominantly sealed his lips.
At the same time, the Woman on the divine seat buried her flushed little face in her believer’s upturned neck, her hands tightly embracing the believer’s shoulders and back, closing her trembling eyelids as if she saw nothing.
‘What the Divine Thought Avatar does wrong has nothing to do with My main body!’
Below the divine steps, the spatial cracks were still struggling. The two vague light forms converged and dispersed, but it was all in vain.
The Place of Seal was very quiet, with only three faint, rapid breaths intermingling.
Blood Sea Calamity Realm.
This was a Six-eyed Level Calamity Realm. At this moment, two figures were suspended above a desolate island.
Mu Qingtong had entered the Blood Sea Calamity Realm following the instructions of the Holy Department, not only to find the rare A-class Spirit Robe, the Blood Spirit Throne, but also because the Eternal Day Goddess had contacted her a month ago, proposing to cooperate with her.
The meeting place was in the Blood Sea Calamity Realm.
However, unfortunately, the dimensional seal barrier of the divine space was too high. The Eternal Day Goddess couldn’t even make her divine thought vision break through the seal to enter, let alone her true self.
The two women could only sense the presence of a terrifying deity within the seal, whose faint divine eyes indifferently glanced at them.
Gong Changyi felt the gaze was dismissive, or perhaps condescendingly indifferent. Then it retracted, ceasing to pay them any more attention. “Tsk~” The Golden Skirt Goddess, who was only a divine thought manifestation, turned to the Black-dressed Woman in the distance and said lightly, “How is it? Does your tracking technique have any reaction?”
Mu Qingtong’s gaze was calm, and her expression was as usual as she shook her head.
“Fine, it’s probably because Little Feng hasn’t resurrected yet,” Gong Changyi’s eyebrows curved slightly, and she said with a smile.
Like Mu Qingtong, Gong Changyi also stubbornly believed that Xia Feng was not dead. The fact that she couldn’t sense him after three months could only mean… he definitely hadn’t resurrected yet, absolutely!
Absolutely!
As for whether he might be with the evil god in the Place of Seal? The probability seemed low.
After all, if Xia Feng had resurrected, the Azure Bone Tracking Technique should have been able to sense him.
Gong Changyi urged her divine power and tried again, still ending in failure. The pitch-black spatial cracks slowly closed.
She and Mu Qingtong looked forward with calm, beautiful eyes, as if their gazes could penetrate the spatial cracks, penetrate the Place of Seal, and see the man on the divine seat, pressed between the two star-skirt women…
The moment the spatial cracks closed, thunder roared—
Golden light flashed across the sky. The Black-dressed Woman was directly pierced through the brow by a golden arrow, her golden eyes becoming vacant and dim.
With a “bang,” the black-dressed figure disintegrated, turning into pitch-black spirit light that drifted upwards.
The Golden Skirt Goddess, like a phantom of mist, quietly materialized in the place where Mu Qingtong had died.
“!”
She extended a slender finger, pinched a spirit particle, and examined it before her gentle, beautiful eyes, a faint smile at the corner of her lips. “Interesting, a mental power avatar that can mimic reality.”
“No wonder you dared to agree to meet here.”
Gong Changyi’s gentle, beautiful eyes instantly turned cold. She looked up at the eastern sky, then slowly closed her eyes and sighed pensively, murmuring,
“Little Feng, where exactly are you…”
Three months ago, she had suddenly sensed Little Feng’s death and almost overturned Burning Heaven Island. She had initially thought her nemesis, the Heavenly Gift Great Calamity, was responsible, but upon further thought, she felt something was not right.
After multiple confirmations, she discovered that those foolish swine from the Empire believed Little Feng to be a so-called World-ending Disaster Star!
Whether Little Feng would end the world or not, she didn’t know, but she didn’t mind bringing some disaster to those swine.
However, before confirming Little Feng’s specific situation, she had maintained her reason and had not acted rashly, allowing her anger to cloud her judgment.
She was not only furious at the Empire’s suicidal actions but also at Little Feng’s misfortune in choosing his companions. Whether it was the Mu Qingtong or the god behind Little Feng, they were all useless.
If he had honestly followed his elder sister, why would this foolish brother have died so miserably? Gong Changyi felt indignant.
However, no matter what, this only strengthened her resolve to capture Xia Feng, at least to keep him by her side so he wouldn’t die.
But, was Little Feng really still alive? The Golden Skirt Goddess looked up at the dark sky, her gentle divine eyes also gradually becoming dim and unreadable.
The essence of life was constant loss.
But she could only accept the constant loss of others, never her own!
Xia Feng discovered that the Dragon God’s Divine Thought Avatar was no different from the main body.
It also possessed immense Calamity Force, which directly doubled his efficiency in absorbing Calamity Force.
His mental power began to surge.
He felt as if he were bathed in the spring sunlight surrounded by mountains, and apart from a slight difficulty in breathing, he felt no other discomfort.
His soul seemed to have been sublimated.
After a while, he felt the pale contract seal on his life-force completely solidify. A sacred golden pattern in the shape of “姒” landed where the “宫” character had previously been.
This made him curse again, “Evil Dragon!”
“.!” The two Miss Evil Dragons pursed their lips. The tips of the dragon tails beneath their star skirts stiffened for a moment, then began to shake madly.
Their little faces were flushed like boiling steam kettles, with water vapor constantly rising.
“Bad believer, you don’t need to speak,” the red lips on either side of him leaned close to his ear and commanded coldly in unison.
“Evil Dragon, Evil Dragon, Evil Dragon, Evil Dragon, Evil…”
“!!!”
The Woman on the divine seat couldn’t take it anymore. This bad believer was becoming more and more presumptuous, so she chose not to listen!
‘Not listening, not listening, not listening, not listening!’ With chaotic thoughts, the ten fingers of her two right hands tentatively extended, and together they gripped the believer’s life-force.
Xia Feng’s parrot-like chanting of “Evil Dragon” stopped. His expression became stiff, and as he looked up in shock, the majestic low voices of the Evil Dragons sounded in both his ears simultaneously: “I will help you upgrade the Pale Contract Seal.”
[Pale Contract Seal]
[Accept the pact of the Pale God and henceforth obey the King’s command.]
[First Priority: Di Si]
[Second Priority: Xia Feng]
[King’s Command: This is a true name bestowed by the Dragon God – Pale Di Si. As the sole believer under the Dragon God, you can use this seal to command all dragons (2499/3000).]
[Note 1: The King’s Command can currently only command Divine Half-dragons; it cannot command Dragon Scions or higher.]
[Dragon God Token: With this imprint, you can contract seven deities and make them servants of the Dragon God (0/7).]
[Note 2: The Dragon God Token can currently only contract Eighth-tier (Eight-eyed) deities.]
When this information appeared in Xia Feng’s mind, he was stunned. “Good heavens, she’s actually helping me upgrade the Pale Contract Seal.”
“Dragon God Token… Enslave Eighth-tier deities?!”
“What kind of heaven-defying ability is this??”
However, Xia Feng thought about it again and felt it wasn’t very useful. This Dragon God Token was not mandatory; enslaving deities was based on their willingness.
Therefore, before enslaving them, he had to defeat them. What was his current strength? He was just a Fifth-stage weakling, how could he defeat deities?
But, he would take it one step at a time.
Although he was weak, the Divine Thought Avatar could bring people, and even deities, into the Place of Seal. Looking at it this way, it didn’t seem like such a difficult task anymore…
With this thought, his lips curved into a grin. “Excellent, all you gods struggling on the brink outside, your Dragon God is returning!”
“Mmmph—” Xia Feng’s just-grinning lips were sealed again, his black eyes gradually becoming hazy.
He didn’t know how much time had passed until he heard Yue Hongli’s urgent, deep voice in his ear: “Master, come back quickly, something has happened.”
Xia Feng’s eyes snapped open, and he sat up.
His expression was serious: “Dragon God, it’s time for us to leave.”
“Leave?” Both star-skirt women raised their gazes simultaneously, looking up at the towering World Tree in the endless sky.
Leaving the Place of Seal was something she had never considered before. After all, there was nothing in the outside world that interested her particularly.
But now it was different.
She was now… inexplicably looking forward to an adventure with her believer!
“Yes, let’s go.”
The Divine Thought Avatar stood up briskly, her dark eyes fixed on Xia Feng, her expression serious and her tone calm. “Xia Feng, with Me here, no one will harm you again.”
“!!!”
Xia Feng suddenly felt that living off a woman was indeed good. Was this the feeling of being pampered…?
Xia Feng held the hand of Miss Evil Dragon, then looked back at the woman in the star skirt sitting high on the endless divine seat. Under her majestic, pale vertical pupils,
He disappeared.
