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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 868

Chapter 869 Gui Xu

Chapter 870 A Pair of Dragon Pupils

If Xia Feng were an ordinary Venerable One, just a single gaze would be enough to make his spirit pressure unable to withstand the Dao Comprehension Pressure and shatter directly.

“Buzz— Buzz—!” After finding his target, the Divine Robe Man lightly pushed his monocle with his middle finger. While looking down indifferently, he didn’t move an inch.

However, illusory spirit bodies condensed on the surface of his divine robe. The phantoms stepped in an esoteric footwork pattern, each step stirring space tremors and slowly walking towards Xia Feng’s direction.

His steps were slow, yet they seemed to carry the might of heaven and earth, covering a thousand miles in a single stride.

Xia Feng attempted to use his mental power to shatter the pressing Dao Comprehension Domain. However, unfortunately, as soon as he mobilized it, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice abyss. His vision instantly turned dark, and he felt as if his soul and body were pierced by countless chains, dragged into an endless dark abyss, with bone-chilling coldness.

[You are under attack from S-grade Spirit Artifact · Guixu Mengyan—]

[Do you wish to copy?]

[Authority Conversion 1.51%, Copy Failed—]

“Mr. Xia, do not mobilize your mental power. This person’s spirit artifact counters me.” A cold, clear female voice echoed in his mind. Xia Feng naturally remembered this.

The higher the target’s mental power, the stronger Guixu Mengyan’s counteraction effect.

This was one of Guixu Mengyan’s abilities, which was incredibly powerful and a natural nemesis to World-Ending Witches.

However, Xia Feng was not panicked. He deliberately continued to mobilize his mental power, using his surging mental power to completely shatter the pressing Dao Comprehension Domain. The scene before him dissolved like shattered glass.

At the same time, the Guixu power binding his soul also surged under the nourishment of his mental power, dragging his consciousness into a bottomless abyss, and even his thoughts began to freeze.

His consciousness fell into chaos.

[You are under attack from S-grade Spirit Artifact · Guixu Mengyan—]

Information notifications flooded his mind again. In Xia Feng’s dark vision, a monocle, adorned with a giant platinum chain, appeared. A middle-aged man stood in the center of the mirror.

He wore the Holy See’s triple crown, with a light gold, hollowed-out black moon ceremonial robe on his back. A gentle smile graced his lips, but his eyes were full of indifferent control over everything.

It was the Black Moon Pope.

The monocle rapidly enlarged and approached Xia Feng, directly attaching itself to his right eye.

A terrifying consciousness with extreme aggression followed through the lens, transforming into blood mist to cover the whites of his eyes, and wildly surging into the depths of his soul!

This was Guixu Mengyan’s usurpation ability.

“The Pope, that old geezer, has indeed fallen into the trap,” Xia Feng’s abyssal black pupils constricted, narrowing into a needle.

“Buzz—!!” A mixed black and white spirit light instantly purified a thousand miles centered on Xia Feng’s eye sockets. The Heavenly Realm trembled slightly.

In the distance, the Divine Robe Man, who had been standing before the Heavenly Gate, also narrowed his pupils and subconsciously took half a step back.

A Spirit Master who had not even generated a Dao Comprehension Domain, even with slightly extraordinary mental power, would have no power to fight back against Meng Yan’s usurpation.

But just now, he saw a pair of eyes.

The left eye’s vertical pupil was as pale as snow, and the right eye’s vertical pupil was as dark as ink. Those were Dragon Pupils!

However, the owner of these Dragon Pupils was not a true dragon. Behind the eyes, two colossal phantoms coiled at the end of the Spade Person’s bloodline.

The Black Moon Pope, confident in his vast knowledge, would not misidentify them. That abyssal black vertical pupil definitely came from the Dragon God Di He!

As for the other Dragon Pupil… although it possessed the aura of the Pale Dragon God, it was highly unlikely.

After all, these two Dragon God bloodlines were mutually hostile and could never coexist in one human.

But in any case, none of that mattered anymore. Witnessing the Spade Person’s bloodline situation, he directly chose to self-destruct his soul clone, forcibly interrupting Meng Yan’s usurpation process.

It was only by the slimmest of margins that he managed to escape.

Having been ambushed like this, the Black Moon Pope narrowed his eyes and finally became serious.

In fact, after entering the Sumeru Realm, he had been paying attention to the Spade Person, knowing that this person would never be as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Most people in the world were ordinary, but there were also many reborn fated individuals. Sages returned as youths, True Gods underwent Dao tribulations, and Heavenly Gods entered reincarnation. Too many seemingly ordinary individuals actually had extraordinary backgrounds.

The Spade Person was likely one of them.

The Black Moon Pope had previously guessed that the Spade Person might also be a sage, seeking the Divine Path by retracing the path of a Venerable One.

But judging from the current situation, it seemed to be far from that simple.

The bloodline on the Spade Person was truly bizarre, and it was truly… desirable!

The middle-aged man’s monocle flashed coldly. Looking down, he raised his hand and pressed forward.

Xia Feng did not expect the Black Moon Pope to be so decisive, to directly commit suicide and escape, leaving him no chance to counter-kill.

With regret in his heart, Xia Feng frowned and pondered further countermeasures.

In the current situation, to dispel the Dao Comprehension Domain pressing down on him, he would need to use his mental power. But using his mental power would remove the Dao Comprehension Domain, only to be bound and suppressed by the Guixu power, rendering him unable to perceive anything around him.

He was trapped in a vicious cycle.

As the Black Moon Pope reached out into the void, Xia Feng’s body uncontrollably flew rapidly towards the Heavenly Gate.

The chill of death descended, and he was completely unable to escape the control of this strange gravity.

This was absolute power crushing him. Even if Xia Feng and Miss Mu fused, it would be useless. Of course, he could use the Throne Construct · Sirius Saint Seat and activate the power of Sirius for a Saint Seat Strike, which might allow him to put up a fight.

However, before reaching the Sage level, he could not unleash the full 100% effectiveness of the Saint Seat power, and thus could not escape his current predicament.

But it didn’t matter. If ordinary means couldn’t free him, then he wouldn’t free himself. Dying would be the end of it!

Just before reaching the Heavenly Gate, Xia Feng’s thought moved, and the Spirit Base on his soul’s surface instantly split into fine light streams, releasing terrifying energy.

[A-grade Spirit Base Infant Transformation]

“Miss Mu, we may not be born on the same day, month, and year, but we can die on the same day, month, and year.”

After entering the Nirvana state, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong lost their physical forms, as if they had naturally merged with all things, becoming part of this world.

“Is this the Nirvana state?” the female voice asked calmly. “It’s quite novel.”

Xia Feng’s consciousness flowed through the world, penetrating the Heavenly Gate and directly arriving above Tongtian Island, outside the Heavenly Gate.

As his thoughts descended, the light stream form condensed outside the Heavenly Gate.

There was no longer a Heavenly Tribulation outside the Heavenly Gate, but the Heavenly Gate had been closed by Tu Lin with a Heavenly Gate Card and could not be opened for ten minutes.

This was the perfect opportunity to escape the Black Moon old geezer’s pursuit.

However, before Xia Feng could rejoice, he sensed a strong fluctuation from an S-grade Spirit Robe rippling through the world!

Flowing spirit energy, floating light and shadow. Everything in the world suddenly froze.

[Moon Time Domain—Activate!]

The Divine Robe Man narrowed his eyes. The Spade Person had clearly given up resisting and was flying towards him earlier. He didn’t expect him to suddenly self-destruct and appear outside the Heavenly Gate.

His methods were indeed interesting.

Unfortunately, it was futile.

Since he couldn’t usurp the Spade Person while he was alive, he would kill him.

Annihilate his consciousness, nullify his bloodline power, and then usurp him!

Of course, ordinary extermination wouldn’t work. Even if he died, the Spade Person would eventually revive under the rules of the Sumeru Realm, at most being eliminated.

Therefore, it was necessary to first reduce the Spade Person’s sanity, causing the resurrection rules to become ineffective against him.


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Bound to Witch of Destruction

Bound to Witch of Destruction

我绑定了灭世魔女
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
After Xia Feng found himself transmigrated, he faced a horrifying twist—his heart had been inexplicably removed. In its place was a damaged, malevolent heart with a grim expiration date: it would only last eighteen years. But this wasn’t just any heart; it was a magical one, capable of synchronizing with the strength of its chosen target. To survive, Xia Feng made a desperate choice: he bound himself to the future villain destined to bring about the world’s destruction—the Witch of Destruction. Her strength would become his strength. The more powerful she grew, the more powerful he would become! With this newfound connection, Xia Feng quickly realized that picking fights wasn’t just a bad habit—it was a survival strategy. With a sly grin, he taunted, “Miss Witch, I’ll admit you’re strong… but not strong enough!”

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