Chapter 800: You’re a Bit Slow, Xia Feng
Xia Feng looked at the girl’s face with interest.
She had to admit, the girl’s head was like the most exquisite porcelain doll, with a delicate, chubby, and soft face, and a barely noticeable amber mole on the tip of her nose.
Her light gold curly hair was like silk bathed in moonlight, naturally falling in soft strands, but the ends were stained with a strange scarlet—like Medusa’s snake tail, still twitching reflexively even in death.
Her irises were a gorgeous crimson, with web-like fine lines cracked within. When her eyelashes fluttered, her pupils would exude a glass-like faint glow.
Her cherry-red lips maintained a pure and curious smile.
Of course, if she had a body from the neck down, she would indeed be sweet and cute.
But now, this thing had no body, and the corners of its smiling lips slowly stretched wide, like shark teeth reaching to its ears, looking terrifying and making Xia Feng inexplicably want to slap her a few times until she cried, and then stuff something into her mouth.
“I’m very curious,” Xia Feng asked doubtfully, “why did you go to such lengths to set a trap for Huang Zhaoyue? What do you want?”
“Do you want her Abyssal bloodline?”
“Hehe~ Naturally, it’s because—” the girl’s head opened its mouth to speak, but was stopped by the bandage-person’s deep voice, “Yiyi!”
Tu Yi instantly floated back to the bandage-person’s side, her head returning to the embrace of the headless angel girl and cradled in her arms.
The bandage-person’s mask rotated, and its voice was cold and emotionless, killing intent flashing directly at Xia Feng’s face, “Still not leaving?”
“Hehe~ Spade Man, Brother Ling never kills anyone, but if you’re looking for death, Brother Ling doesn’t mind breaking his vow this once~” the girl chirped again.
Xia Feng ignored the girl’s words, merely asking with a smile, “What if this King wants to save Huang Zhaoyue? What will you do?”
“Save?”
The girl’s head was startled, then let out a scoffing laugh, a rather cheerful and mocking sound. “I say, old man, do you know about the Bright Dragon King? This former Dragon King was a kin of the Pale Dragon God and received the blessing of the Supreme Dragon God. Because of this, with the blessing of the God-tier dragon bloodline, he created the authority · Light Abyss, which can restrain Abyssal bloodlines!”
“Under the Light Abyss, unless Di He Abyss himself descends, even Dragon King-level existences will be restrained and imprisoned within.”
Xia Feng: “…”
Light Abyss?
Sounds… very powerful?
“So, Huang Zhaoyue herself might not be able to break through the Light Abyss blockade. What makes you think you can? Hehe~ With your trash-like Venerable One Spirit Pressure?”
The girl’s lips curved into a maliciously joyful arc, laughing mockingly.
“Buzzz—buzzz—”
Although the thorny cage filled with light was shrinking slowly, it was steadily progressing. It was estimated that it would only take two minutes to complete the seal.
Xia Feng could not see the situation inside the light cage, nor could he hear any sounds from within.
However, he could roughly tell that Huang Zhaoyue was struggling to hold on.
This is truly…
Great!
Beneath his mask, Xia Feng’s lips curved faintly upward as he slowly walked towards the light cage.
“Hey, what are you doing?” the angel girl exclaimed, her smile widening even further, resembling shark teeth stretching to her ears, completely distorting her cute face into a creepy grin. “You really are an overconfident fool.”
“Don’t you think so, Brother Ling~” She turned her head and blinked cutely.
The bandage-person, usually taciturn, thought for a moment and didn’t stop the Spade Person’s advance. He simply nodded, agreeing with the girl’s assessment.
Within the scope of the Light Abyss, those with Abyssal bloodlines would be imprisoned, but there would be no threat to their lives.
However, ordinary humans entering it, unless they were Venerable Four or higher, would basically be dissolved and annihilated by the Light Abyss.
The Spade Person’s Spirit Pressure was far from strong enough to resist the pressure of the Light Abyss. If this person wanted to seek death, it would save them the trouble of taking action.
While the bandage-person was contemplating, Xia Feng had already stepped into the Light Abyss.
His vision flashed, and he saw the black and white female figure standing in the center of the light flow reflected in his eyes.
Eighteen streams of light, like dragons, roared and coiled around Huang Zhaoyue, shuttling rapidly.
Huang Zhaoyue’s delicate eyebrows were knitted, and black energy steamed from her body, like a demon illuminated by divine light. The ends of her long, soft hair curled slightly, dancing lightly in the ethereal mist.
Her stunning divine face, however, appeared even more sacred and immaculate under the radiance of the divine light. Her fox-grey eyes lifted slightly, displeased, “You’re a bit slow, Xia Feng.”
“Heh, what kind of tone is that? It’s as if I’m supposed to come and save you,” Xia Feng’s lips twisted.
The black dragon woman said calmly, “We are allies.”
Allies?
That’s a novel word, Xia Feng smiled faintly, “I can save you, but you have to give me the two cards you just obtained first.”
Huang Zhaoyue had previously obtained a blue card and a black card. The blue card was likely a level 1 prop card.
Hearing Xia Feng’s words, the black dragon woman was startled. Her fox-grey pupils narrowed. She picked up the black card and held it beside her, her voice showing a rare hint of confusion, “Tell me, what do you think will happen if I crush this?”
“…”
“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you the truth,” Xia Feng clicked his tongue. “I am indeed the Black King. If you give me the Black King Scout Card, I will save you. It’s a fair trade, isn’t it?”
Seeing Xia Feng finally admit it, Huang Zhaoyue couldn’t be happy.
If not for Tu Lin’s sneak attack, she could have used this card to threaten Xia Feng and regain the initiative in their alliance.
But now, even though she had obtained the Black King Scout Card, everything had to pave the way for that man named Xia because of that suicidal bandage-person.
Her efforts were in vain!
“Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, I advise you not to play any more tricks. There isn’t much time left,” Xia Feng said, looking up at the flickering light flows around him. He could feel these light flows surrendering to him, showing reverence.
Even the eighteen light dragons coiled around Huang Zhaoyue seemed to faintly bow in submission the moment he appeared, their roars weakening.
However, to prevent Tu Lin outside from noticing anything unusual, Xia Feng restrained his pale white aura, allowing the eighteen light dragons to become active again and accelerate their attack on Huang Zhaoyue.
The light cage further contracted—tightening!
Huang Zhaoyue’s exquisite face instantly lost its color, and she glared at Xia Feng in anger. Her fox-grey eyes showed a rare flash of fury, like a young wolf full of aggression, baring its teeth.
Of course, her cold and indifferent expression didn’t change much.
But in Xia Feng’s eyes, it was as if he saw a wolf imprisoned for ten thousand years, full of ferocity and a killing intent that kept others at bay.
However, soon, the ferocity and killing intent vanished as if they had never existed.
The woman’s narrowed, cold eyes calmly said, “Deal.”
She had been trapped by that existence for ten thousand years, and she had endured for ten thousand years. What was a little longer?
She believed she was very patient now! Proficient in the art of forbearance!
And besides,
She truly didn’t believe that this bastard named Xia would not reveal any flaws.
—Xia Feng, this King will find out your true form sooner or later!
