I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 430 - 403. Death Crisis
When those heterochromatic eyes cast their gaze upon him, Xia Feng distinctly felt a slight sting in his spirit, as if the giant hand of a deity had burst through the clouds and was smashing towards his forehead.
It was an illusion!
Fortunately, his current spiritual power, even without any augmentation, was at the Venerable level, rendering this spiritual attack completely ineffective against him.
As the illusion dissipated, his thoughts shifted.
And he reappeared behind Yue Hongli, simultaneously raising his hand through Yue Hongli's virtual body, and smacked it onto the still fierce face of Yeli Helian!
The residual spirit that was left with only half a body wailed and screamed, tumbling in the air.
The distant heterochromatic eyes suddenly turned cold, as a multicolored small sword shot like lightning, but its speed simply couldn't keep up with the transmission speed of the Four Symbols Formation.
Xia Feng quietly appeared outside the Angel Cage.
The multicolored small sword continued its momentum unabated, piercing straight through the center of Yue Hongli's forehead. As Yue Hongli blinked his cold eyes, unharmed, he floated to the back of the residual spirit while the K-faced man emerged with a leg whip to the side of the residual spirit's head.
Yeli Helian tumbled away, wailing once more as his spiritual base collapsed, spiritual light scattered, and the residual spirit faded into uncertainty.
The multicolored small sword, seeming enraged, turned to continue the pursuit, but Xia Feng was thus unscrupulously teleporting back and forth nearly ten times, with Yeli Helian's screams resounding through heaven and earth.
Freya's eyes twitched slightly as she watched this scene, so that's it? Is this my only role?
She had thought that Xia Feng's reason for having Miss Q stay behind and bringing her along was that he valued her dragon transformation ability, which could be helpful in battle.
But unexpectedly... her role was just a teleportation coordinate?!
After ten times, Xia Feng frowned and stopped his actions.
The multicolored small sword had actually split into two, hanging around the residual spirit, their presence weakened by the split but still possessing extremely terrifying deterrent power.
Xia Feng spoke down from his elevated position, "Lord Yeli Dong, give up. Your son is beyond salvation."
Those heterochromatic red and blue eyes appeared as if space itself had opened up, looking up with an icy calm gaze.
These eyes could provide Lord Yeli Dong with ordinary visual and auditory perception of his surroundings but could not see outside the cage. He could only hear the arrogant and mocking words of the K-faced man that sought death.
In Holy City, on a shaded path, a young man in a wheelchair raised his hand.
The tall woman behind him stopped, pulling the wheelchair to a halt.
"What's wrong, sir?" Jianxin Danfeng Eye asked, puzzled.
The young man leaned to the side, rubbing his forehead, eyes closed as if lost in thought.
"Heh, what a spectacle indeed," yet at that moment, not far from the cage, the always silent black pearl mocked with a voice.
The blood-red eyeball within the black pearl spun, narrowing slightly: "Yeli Helian, I have honored our agreement, but what about you? Where is my Evil Spirit Pearl?!"
Yeli Helian's mind was already clouded, his half-transparent visage cracked with dense bloody lines—those were blood beasts invading his spiritual quality, gradually consuming his last bit of life power.
He was dying...
But Yeli Helian was not willing to accept this.
He refused to give in!
"Longevity Spirit!"
The vicious face of Yeli Helian roared, "The in-depth cooperation you mentioned before! I agreed to it!"
On the ground, the red lines that converged from all directions like the blood vessels of a human body, dense and immobile, fell into disorder, but at his roaring command, these red lines suddenly shifted direction, hurtling towards the black pearl at high speed!
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Infinite red threads soared into the sky, converging into the bead with blood eyes.
Yeli Helian's residual soul twisted as it, too, followed the densely flying red threads in the air, getting absorbed by the black bead.
The Longevity Spirit's blood eyes narrowed, a strange smile bending: "Worthy of being the Helian City Lord, truly decisive."
"And rest assured, I will certainly avenge you, Helian City Lord, and send that human to hell to accompany you."
The Longevity Spirit let out a bizarre low chuckle, with blood eyes suddenly raising, the undisciplined intent to kill directly pointing at the masked person wearing "K."
Xia Feng's brows furrowed slightly, as he felt a death crisis more terrifying than that seven-colored little sword.
He hadn't expected that Yeli Helian would still have a contingency plan.
Xia Feng had naturally noticed the black bead earlier, which vaguely exuded an aura of Evil Power, clearly the Longevity Spirit Great Evil that had been collaborating secretly with Yeli Helian.
The bead didn't seem particularly threatening, and Xia Feng had not paid it much attention before.
But now, it seemed, it might not be so simple.
At the same time, three seven-colored little swords suddenly merged and charged straight at the Angel Cage. When the sword tips touched the cage's branches, the seven-colored light violently dissipated, seeping into the cage's body like a fog of light.
The Angel Cage, as if bolstered by an immense amount of energy, expanded thousands of meters outward in an instant, and Xia Feng and Freya were easily enveloped by it, passing through a thin film.
Further away, the "Q"-masked person and Dao Kui, in their chase, were also covered.
Once the Angel Cage activated, it would only contract and deactivate after its energy was exhausted; otherwise, it would continue to exist.
After transforming the seven-colored little sword into pure energy and feeding it into the Angel Cage, the eyes with different pupils seemed to be drained of energy, fading into the Spiritual Light quietly, leaving behind an indifferent and faint voice:
"Longevity Spirit, I have only three demands. First, both the 'K'-masked and 'Q'-masked persons must die horribly. Second, you may not touch a single penny of East Victory Fortress's wealth. Third, even if just a Residual Spirit or Slave Soul, Yeli Helian must remain alive."
"Your requests are reasonable, as you wish."
Following the faint smile of the Longevity Spirit, the youth in the wheelchair in the shady lane slowly opened his eyes, his indifferent and tranquil gaze lifting up, his thoughts drifting to a distant place.
Yeli Helian was his most valued son, on whom he placed great hope.
But unexpectedly, his son had fallen at the hands of an unknown masked person.
This severely disrupted many of his plans.
The "K"-masked person... This person was now undoubtedly doomed.
As for Yeli Helian, by using his own body as a sacrifice to aid the Longevity Spirit Great Evil's ascension, given the unique nature of the Longevity Spirit's race, Helian could temporarily preserve his life, but he would also be subject to Longevity Spirit's control, which was ultimately not a long-term solution.
However, for now, he could only temporarily collaborate with the Longevity Spirit Great Evil to preserve Helian's life.
Lord Yeli Dong tapped his fingers on the armrest, the wheelchair being slowly pushed out of the shady lane by a tall woman, the view suddenly becoming expansive.
Ahead, the majestic gates of the Holy Spirit Temple stood like the gates of Heaven on earth.
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The Angel Cage.
On the ground, the red threads invisible to the naked eye grew increasingly bloody, connecting densely in all directions through the central high-altitude black bead with blood eyes.
The air began to fill with a pungent smell of blood, and the two hundred Spirit Masters under Yeli Helian changed color, retreating with stiff and cautious faces.
A roar!!!" On the black bead with blood eyes, Helian City Lord's Spirit Body's ferocious face twisted in agonizing screams, yet also venting poisonous laughter, "K-masked person! Your death is certain!!"
Xia Feng looked up at this eerie scene, his brows lightly furrowed.
He could clearly feel that the space around the black bead with blood eyes faintly exhibited ripples of a rift, as if something was about to break through.
