I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 1005. It's an evil dragon (witch), right?
help?

Xia Feng quickly calmed himself and sent a thought to his Dao Fruit, "What help do you need?"

However, what's absurd is that even though he remained so calm, Miss Mu seemed to sense something was wrong and asked in a cool, indifferent voice, "What are you doing?"

The woman in the star-patterned dress seemed to sense something. Her pale, vertical pupils lowered as she glanced at the believer whose face was pressed against her lower abdomen, and asked in confusion, "Who are you talking to?"

She sensed the fluctuations in the believers' thoughts and, through a mysterious method, created ripples in space and time, which traveled to extremely distant places.

Xia Feng: "."

"Hmm?" Two clear and dignified nasal sounds overlapped in my ears, as if two pairs of divine eyes were looking down from the left and right.

Xia Feng was multitasking. On one hand, he verbally replied, "Lord Dragon God, I'm on the phone with my subordinates outside," while in his mind he was responding, "Miss Mu, didn't you say you needed my help? What kind of help?"

"It's an evil dragon (witch), right?" Two voices simultaneously expressed displeasure, their tones turning cold, entering each other's minds in perfect unison.

Xia Feng's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly. Sure enough, he didn't have the talent for multitasking.

Forget it
Give up!

After all, he and the Doomsday Witch were just friends with benefits, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
Seeing that Xia Feng remained silent, Di Si raised her eyes thoughtfully. Her deep, holy vertical pupils were majestic and serene as she calmly gazed at the eastern void, as if she had pierced through layers of time and space barriers to see that elegant figure in a black dress with silver hair.

The woman in the black dress seemed to sense something and turned around. Her beautiful eyes were calm behind her half-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, but the dark purple demonic flames burning on the hem of her skirt and the rolling hills of withered bones and corpses at her feet made her seem like a demon god descending to earth, with evil flames raging.

"Mr. Xia, it seems you've been doing quite well while I was away?"

A cold, detached thought echoed in Xia Feng's mind once more, devoid of any emotion.

Xia Feng smiled slightly and casually replied, "Tsk, it's alright."

The woman in the black dress stood atop the mountain of corpses, glancing up at the hazy blood-red rain on the horizon. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke softly:
"Mr. Xia, it seems we should meet up."

"Huh? Meet up? What do we need to meet up for?" Xia Feng asked knowingly.

"Practicing for two months at a time yields results in a month."

"Miss Mu, are you really not going to consider April?"

“Mr. Xia, if you slap that evil dragon twice with force, I might consider it.”

"Let's get down to business. Miss Mu, you said you need my help, what kind of help?"

"My clone is being hunted down in the second region. You need to find a way to help my clone escape."

"A clone?" Xia Feng asked in confusion. He tried to look up, but the woman in the star-patterned dress pressed his head back down forcefully.

He had no choice but to continue asking in the darkness, "Since it's a clone, just commit suicide. Although it will be detrimental to you, it shouldn't have a big impact, right?"

“No, this clone is very important. An epic-level divine relic is fused within the clone's soul. Once it self-destructs, that divine relic will also disappear and cannot be brought back.”

"A divine relic?" Xia Feng pondered. "So you stole this divine relic, which is why you're being hunted? Who are your pursuers?"

"The combined fleet of the Angel Legion, the Yama Legion, and the Li Dong Legion has now blockaded the entire Second Region."

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Xia Feng was surprised, "No, what did you steal that made such a big fuss?"

“An epic-level divine relic from the ‘Shangwang Realm’ – the Killing Stone. I am now being controlled by the killing desire due to the backlash from this relic, and I must keep killing people. If I do not get rid of the ever-expanding killing desire in time, my physical body will also become a killing machine.”

The Shangwang Realm is also a sub-plane, equivalent to the mansion of a Shang noble.

Only Epic level? Backlash from killing intent? Xia Feng's doubts deepened. Does Epic level really require such a grand spectacle? But now is not the time to think about these things. He originally thought it was just his clone who was in trouble, but he didn't expect it would also affect Miss Mu's main body.

Xia Feng's heart tightened, and his brows furrowed.

“My clone can hold out for two more days. Do you have a way to get to the second region within two days? Use the Gate of Sumeru to guide my clone into the Sumeru Realm, and then my main body will also enter the Sumeru Realm and reunite with the clone. Only in this way can we suppress the clone’s bloodlust backlash.”

After Xia Feng's spiritual power reached the True God level, he could create one more Sumeru Gate, bringing the total to three.

One was given to Miss Mu's true form in Golden Sparrow City, and the other was given to her in the Gray Realm.

There is now one empty slot remaining.

He and Miss Mu can meet in the Sumeru Realm through the Sumeru Gate, but they cannot enter each other's current location through the Sumeru Realm.

This is also one of the drawbacks of the Sumeru Gate.

The method Mu Qingtong suggested was indeed feasible, but reaching the second region within two days would be extremely difficult.

If the clone fails to reach the destination, it will be devoured, and the original body will be controlled by its bloodlust.

No, this sounds a bit scary. If Miss Mu is controlled by the urge to kill, will she really turn into a world-destroying witch?
Xia Feng frowned and pondered for a moment, then his dark eyes lit up. "Miss Mu, perhaps I have a better idea."

"Ok?"

"One day at most, wait for my good news!"

As Xia Feng thought to himself, he quickly patted the woman in the star-patterned dress a few times and said in a muffled voice, "Lord Dragon God."

Seeing that the believer had finally stopped secretly communicating with the witch, Di Si pursed her lips and let him go.

Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and straightened his disheveled clothes. He looked at the two dignified and seated Evil Dragon ladies, bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Dragon God, I have something to attend to outside, so I really have to go out for a bit."

Di Si frowned, somewhat displeased. It hadn't been long, and she was already leaving again.

But whatever, she has important things to do now.

Breaking the seal is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Now that we have obtained the 'Heavenly Pivot Five', we can begin preparing for the seal-breaking ceremony.

If believers can obtain the 'Heavenly Pivot One' or even the 'Origin Flower' from the Fourth Divine Treasury, then everything will be ready.

"Release Hua." The Empress said calmly from the side, three golden sparrow feathers floating in her palm. "Have her remove the poison from these feathers. I also need to start recovering my strength."

Xia Feng nodded, and a rose-red light shone on the back of his hand, condensing into a graceful female figure in a phoenix dress in front of him.

Hua looked around blankly, wondering how she ended up here.

She hasn't had enough of those books yet!
Even to a former goddess like her, the obscure and profound books in Xia Feng's mind were rare treasures, each one more extraordinary than the last.

If she could fully absorb and comprehend it, she couldn't even imagine how powerful she would become.

"Detoxify," Xia Feng commanded coldly, pointing at Ling Yu.

She nodded blankly and said "Oh," then waved her hand to remove the curse from the golden sparrow feather. But the next moment, she suddenly realized what had happened!

Damn it, why am I being so obedient! She turned her head and glared coldly at the human, but the human ignored her, only bowing to the Star Skirt and the Emperor Skirt, and was about to leave.

The woman in the star-patterned dress narrowed her pale, vertical pupils and suddenly spoke: "Tell the witch that I will wait for the day she pays homage to the sealed land."

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(End of this chapter)