Chapter 982: Miss Evil Dragon’s Spirit Awakening Wood
2025-06-07 Author: Fingertip Madness
Chapter 982: Miss Evil Dragon’s Spirit Awakening Wood
In the center of the painting scroll was a majestic palace located on an immortal mountain, the Divine Hua Palace.
Ke Zelek and An Xingjia were both startled and did not move immediately. However, after exchanging a glance, they seemed to realize something. They each took Corvis and Xia Feng and rushed towards the immortal painting high above.
On the battlefield, the remaining clan members also moved, soaring into the sky.
The scene resembled an upside-down meteor shower, exploding from the ground towards the heavens.
Xia Feng felt a bit strange. Was the so-called Divine Hua Palace a safe house or something? They hadn’t let the clan members in before, so why were they calling everyone inside now?
However, it did seem to have a defensive effect. Many materialized Spirit Artifacts, including materialized B-class Spirit Artifacts and even A-class Spirit Artifacts, attempted to force their way in with the main force. But the moment they touched the painting scroll, they were repelled and smashed heavily back to the ground.
It seemed this painting scroll could block the entry of materialized Spirit Artifacts.
“The Divine Hua Palace is one of the Main Personality’s authorities. Master, you must be careful. Once she returns, she will likely notice you immediately.”
Yue Hongli’s voice echoed in his mind. As Xia Feng pondered, the three thousand Golden Sparrow Flower Clan members had already entered the Divine Hua Palace.
This was a world with an ink painting art style. Both the sky and the ground were composed of black and white fluid.
Ke Yanqing partially concealed her face with her umbrella, floating in mid-air. She looked down at the clan members on the ground and her majestic voice echoed through the painting realm:
“By order of Hua Shen, all descendants shall form the Golden Sparrow Sacrifice Array to assist Mother in battle. There must be no mistakes.”
Upon hearing this, not a single one of the three thousand clan members on the ground raised any objections, nor did they question the reason. Their faces were solemn as they each found their corresponding positions in the formation and sat down.
They were well-trained.
Xia Feng looked at it all with confusion. Did the S-class Spirit Robe, the Golden Sparrow Flower Domain, have such a function?
These descendants could receive the blessings of authority from Hua Shen, but they could also provide assistance when Hua Shen needed it.
But what kind of power did this assistance hold?
Just then, Ke Yanqing landed beside him.
Corvis narrowed his delicate eyes and, like a puppy seeking attention, quickly stepped forward to apologize: “Sister Qing, I was wrong. If you want to punish me…”
Ke Yanqing pursed her lips. Her mind was filled with lewd images of herself shaking her butt at Xia Feng, leaving her no room to worry about the assassination matter. She said softly, “Vis, when things are urgent, you should go to your formation position first.”
Corvis frowned slightly, but his Mother’s safety was indeed important, so he didn’t linger.
After casting an indifferent glance at Xia Feng, he turned and left.
Ke Yanqing then looked at Ke Zelek and asked, “Prime Seat Lek, is the Spirit Awakening Wood sufficient?”
The long-haired man nodded and pushed up his plain glasses. “It’s ready at any time.”
“Good, then you will be in charge of the Spirit Awakening process. This is of utmost importance and cannot go wrong,” Ke Yanqing instructed calmly.
“Yes, Maid-in-waiting,” the long-haired man bowed respectfully and also turned away.
Beside him, Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes. The Spirit Awakening Wood, this Spirit material, had the ability to awaken spirits and gods. If it was to awaken a god, then it could reduce the celestial phenomena caused by the god’s awakening.
Previously, in District 51, when Miss Evil Dragon first awakened, it was precisely because someone used the Spirit Awakening Wood that Xia Feng had to return to the Place of Seal to awaken Miss Evil Dragon prematurely.
Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced in the direction the long-haired man had left.
“What are you thinking about?” Ke Yanqing’s delicate hand pressed on his shoulder.
“Nothing.”
Ke Yanqing didn’t pay much attention. She pushed the wheelchair and quickly arrived at the high platform in the clouds.
Xia Feng looked down at the vast, orderly formation below and glanced at the woman with the umbrella. “Don’t we need to find a position in the formation?”
“Three thousand people are enough. We just need to watch,” she said, her beautiful chin tilting slightly under the umbrella.
Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes. “Is the Burning Heaven Holy Lord that difficult to deal with?”
“Although the Abyssal Saint will help the Golden Sparrow Flower Clan to force back the bestowed, it is not enough. Mother is still controlled by the Burning Heaven Holy Lord,” Ke Yanqing said softly. “So, we descendants need to help. This is our only use to Mother; otherwise, what difference is our Golden Sparrow Clan from a burden to her?”
As she spoke, she raised her umbrella slightly, turned her head to look at the young man in the wheelchair, and smiled gently. “Xiao Nan, can you tell Sister Qing how you became a subordinate of the Abyssal Saint over the years?”
Who knew? Xia Feng secretly rolled his eyes. He couldn’t be bothered to make up a story, so he said with sincere helplessness, “Sorry, Sister Qing, the Saint does not allow me to say much about him.”
The woman with the umbrella lowered her head, their eyes met, her red lips almost touching. “You can’t even tell Sister Qing?”
“Mm…”
Xia Feng gave a soft affirmation. However, the next moment, Ke Yanqing directly raised her hand, grabbed his mask, and pulled it off!
“!”
Beneath the black mask that covered half of her face…
Was another mask!
Ke Yanqing was stunned. Not believing it, she continued to pull off masks.
Her expression gradually turned displeased, and her voice grew cold. “Tell me, who are you!”
With the Bronze Mask in hand, Xia Feng was not afraid of his identity being revealed, but this sick maid’s emotions changed erratically. She was too unstable.
Just as Ke Yanqing was about to continue questioning, she suddenly sensed something and looked up, her gaze penetrating the Divine Hua Palace and looking towards the entire Sparrow God Mountain.
She saw a swath of abyssal black light sweeping from the east of the mountain’s sky, instantly crossing the heavens of the Sparrow God Mountain, plunging the world into darkness.
Inside Sparrow God Mountain, the materialized Spirit Artifacts that had been rampaging in buildings, warships, and various command centers froze in place as if encountering their natural enemy. Gray-brown Calamity Flows overflowed from them, and after about two seconds, they disintegrated with a boom!
The formerly noisy and chaotic Sparrow God Mountain instantly fell into dead silence, with only countless spiritual lights floating in mid-air.
Seeing this, Ke Yanqing’s breathing hitched, her face instantly turned pale, and her body went weak.
Her Spirit Artifact had also materialized. Although the Abyssal Saint’s methods had not completely destroyed the Spirit Artifact, it had still caused a backlash to her as the Spirit Artifact’s master. As she fell backward, she floated up in this gravity-free realm.
Xia Feng stirred slightly, embraced her by the waist, and pulled her back.
The oil-paper umbrella fluttered to the ground. Ke Yanqing straddled Xia Feng’s lap with her long legs, burying her face in his neck, panting rapidly, sweat beading on her forehead.
The three thousand Golden Sparrow Flower descendants on the ground also suffered a backlash, groaning and hunching over.
Fortunately, the backlash was not strong.
The three Prime Seats, Ke Zelek, An Xingjia, and Madam An, were barely affected.
However, they were still very surprised. They all stood up, activated their abilities, and looked outwards.
Not only Sparrow God Mountain but the entire Golden Sparrow City was now shrouded under that abyssal black sky.
Tens of thousands of materialized Spirit Artifacts disintegrated, leaving only faint spiritual lights suspended in place.
The Abyssal Saint actually possessed such bizarre power? An Xingjia’s dark circles deepened, his lazy eyes widening in surprise.
It seemed that Mother’s judgment was indeed correct.
Could it be that Mother had known about the Abyssal Saint’s ability long ago?
(End of this chapter)
