I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 1017. Shang Jue's Wife
Sulo Sea, Canaan Cloud Island.

Generally speaking, in the Perpetual Current Sea, a flat gimbal formed by the automatic accumulation of dust, debris, and other materials, if only the size of an aircraft carrier, is called a gimbal and is used as a transit station and rest stop for long-distance voyages.

But if it were larger, it would be enough to be called an island.

Xia Feng and his two companions appeared high in the sky outside the island, floating in the azure ocean currents.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong have already put on the spade and heart masks respectively, while Huang Zhaoyue is wearing the white peach mask.

A ball of light floated out from Xia Feng's black robe sleeve.

Countless chain runes flickered within the ball of light, disappearing into the island's protective barrier.

A moment later, a woman dressed in what appeared to be a Japanese kimono suddenly emerged from the barrier.

The woman had a delicate, oval face and an indifferent expression. Her long, dark hair, which fell to her shoulders and neck, was neatly cut into a princess style. A bright red, flowing character for "sword" was etched on the side of her right almond-shaped eye, giving her a cold and aloof demeanor.

Kenshin?

Xia Feng was surprised, not expecting to encounter this woman again here.

Kenshin was Ye Lidongjun's most trusted attendant. They had taken their fake relationship too far, and in order to break the curse on Ye Lidongjun, Kenshin bit Xia Feng in front of Ye Lidongjun.

Xia Feng still remembers the cold, indifferent look in Kenshin's eyes as he went from being unfamiliar to being skilled, the cold and beautiful character "sword" in the corner of his eye flashing with blood-red light.

After Ye Lidongjun's death, Jianxin led Jin Yangtian in a frantic pursuit of Xia Feng.

“Your Excellency Saint, the agreement stipulated that you alone should come here to keep the appointment.”

Kenshin's gaze was indifferent as he swept over the three men with peach-faced faces.

"Bringing two subordinates is enough, what, you're not even allowed to do that?" The Spade Man hovered in the distant sky, speaking indifferently.

Sword Heart narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, nodded, and stepped aside: "Your Excellency, Saint, please."

The three followed Kenshin through the barrier and into the interior of Cloud Island.

Upon entering, the entire island is laid out before you.

There were no rugged rocks or buildings on the ground, only an endless expanse of black ground, estimated to be tens of millions of square meters.

In the very center of the ground, there is only a small pond with a radius of ten meters.

The pond and lake surface shimmered with a silvery divine light, and strands of silver threads, like runes of law, danced and leaped on the surface.

In the very center of the lake, a woman sat cross-legged.

The woman was dressed in a white martial arts uniform, her long, wine-red hair billowing like flames in the wind, her pretty face cold and alluring, her eyes half-closed.

The silvery light from the pond flowed towards her and gathered continuously, her divine aura subtly rising.

"Teacher Fu!" Xia Feng frowned slightly and followed Jian Xin toward the pond.

At the same time, Xia Feng activated his Eye of Deconstruction to observe the earth and discovered that the flat black earth was actually an array.

The black light streams formed by the array covered the actual ground, and at the same time, these light streams silently converged on the red-haired woman in the center of the pond.

"The saints have arrived earlier than I expected."

The three people with peach-shaped faces looked in the direction of the sound.

Standing by the pond was a middle-aged man, wearing a black trench coat, with slicked-back hair that was also wine-red, a wine-red diamond mark between his eyebrows, a hooked nose, and a face that resembled Shang Jue somewhat.

Although he had never met him before, Xia Feng could guess the man's identity at a glance.

Shang Shaoquan.

In the Martial God Project, the divine half-dragon, who originally possessed the purest fiery red bloodline, was given the surname Shang by Shang Jue.

Xia Feng recalled the information Miss Mu had given him. Among Shang Jue's thousands of children, the one whose bloodline was closest to Chi Hong was the one Shang Jue valued most.

Of course, being valued also means being most likely to become a sacrifice.

Therefore, Shang Shaoquan should have been the original body that the Crimson Dragon King was resurrected in, but the choice was changed because of Freya's bloodline evolution.

Shang Shaoquan turned around, a faint smile on his lips: "I never expected that the Saint could cross the Calamity Sea, which is at the level of the Nine-Eyed Great Calamity. It's truly surprising."

Xia Feng said calmly, "It's just a wisp of divine power leaking out."

Shang Shaoquan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. According to their plan, they were to wait until the power of the calamity ended and the Calamity Sea dissipated before inviting the Abyss Saints in.

That's why the ceremony was scheduled for five days later.

Unexpectedly, the Abyss Saints easily crossed the Sea of ​​Calamity and arrived on the third day.

"The saints arrived earlier than Jin Yangtian, so we may have to wait a little longer."

Shang Shaoquan's hooked nose gave him a slightly gloomy look, but his voice was gentle. "Then I'll first explain the specific resurrection process to the saints."

Xia Feng glanced at the center of the pond, where the black and silver light streams were still converging on Teacher Fu. He frowned, but could only patiently nod and give a faint nod.

Shang Shaoquan turned his body and looked at the pool water again.
"The water in the pond is made by diluting 'Origin Egg liquid'. Saints should have heard of Origin Eggs, which can directly create a Dragonborn being. Unfortunately, it is very difficult to find a complete Origin Egg in this era."

"This amount of Origin Egg Liquid can further evolve Freya's bloodline, but it still won't reach the level of Dragonborn, but it's enough."

"By tomorrow, Freya will be able to fully absorb the Origin Egg Liquid. At that time, the Saints will use the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Realm to construct a stable dragon pressure for her according to the spiritual particle configuration I gave her. This will prevent her body and soul from collapsing when the Crimson Descends."

Shang Shaoquan's crimson eyes were fixed on Freya, and his tone of voice, which had been calm and measured, rose almost imperceptibly.

"After that, with the addition of a special ritual and the infusion of constant energy into her soul, the fiery red will within Freya's bloodline can be initially awakened."

"Resurrect my wife!"

"?" Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Shang Shaoquan.

wife?

What the hell?

"He is not Shang Shaoquan." At the same time, Huang Zhaoyue's calm voice rang in Xia Feng's mind, "I have met Shang Shaoquan before, and I will not refer to myself as 'this king'."

Reminded by Huang Zhaoyue, Xia Feng also vaguely noticed that Shang Shaoquan's movements were somewhat hesitant, which seemed to be a puppet-like technique.

Noticing the strange gazes of the three peach-faced men behind him, Shang Shaoquan slowly turned around, his demeanor subtly awe-inspiring and his eyes indifferent.

"Are you Shang Jue?" the Spade Man asked.

Shang Shaoquan didn't care about his identity being exposed. He nodded lightly and slowly walked towards the horizon.

Beneath the barrier, there was a seven-colored vortex, like an oil painting applied to the center of the sky.

That's the Divine Treasury Gate.

Because of the appearance of the Divine Treasure Gate, the barrier became unstable and swayed. Shang Shaoquan casually pressed on the barrier to stabilize its state.

Watching Shang Shaoquan's actions, Xia Feng became even more puzzled.
"The Crimson Dragon King Isamiel is the wife of the Merchant Lord? Huang Zhaoyue, are you aware of this?"

"I have heard that Shang Juezhuguo may be a descendant of an ancient dragon. If he is a descendant of a dragon, then it is reasonable for his wife to be the Dragon King."

"In the era when the dragon race was at its peak, there were indeed cases of dragon kings and dragon descendants marrying. However, dragon descendants are essentially believers, and for a dragon king and a dragon descendant to marry is tantamount to violating divine virtues. This is a forbidden act in the dragon race's code, so it is a very rare occurrence."

Xia Feng: "."

Ignoring any talk of defying divine virtue, Xia Feng frowned and looked at the center of the pond.

(End of this chapter)