I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 1022. Teacher Fu's Suicide
These stars are linked together by silver threads, and their silvery light flows towards the central pond.

Outside the pond, the two men in black robes exchanged a glance, knowing they could no longer delay.

Xia Feng unleashed the Ember Sun Divine Domain, transforming himself into the sun, like a blazing sun descending from the sky. Terrifying energy flowed along the golden array patterns on the dark ground into the pond, seeping into Teacher Fu's skin through the pond water.

He controlled the flow of constant energy into Teacher Fu's blood vessels and began the bloodline awakening ritual.

Mu Qingtong's hand gestures changed rapidly, drawing upon the surrounding celestial spiritual energy to converge on Freya's brow, abdomen, and soles, forming a fiery red dragon pressure spiritual particle structure.

The two tried to slow down the ceremony, but unfortunately, Shang Jue's divine will was constantly monitoring the situation in the pond.

The ritualistic state has nowhere to hide.

With no other option, the two had to control their clones to maintain a normal speed, while the particle collision rate on the other side increased further.

Once the collision rate reaches the billion-level, breaking through to higher levels becomes extremely difficult.

They had just continued to climb to a speed of tens of millions of liters when all four of them felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Chana and Jiang Qiu'e even started to feel hot all over, their breathing became rapid, and their beautiful eyes were fixed on Xia Feng's cheek. Xia Feng's mind had entered a state of flow, and everything around him seemed like an illusion. He did not notice the state of the two women.

Before him were trillions of lunar particles and the endless, mysterious laws of spacetime.

He had reached a state of complete absorption, and accelerated further, eventually bringing the particle speed to the '200 million collision' level.

At this moment, the four people's perception was once again elevated. A mysterious and wondrous vision appeared, as if they saw countless dark worlds intertwined, and those intertwined worlds merged into one, turning into a stream, rushing towards the end of time and the ultimate end of the universe.

The result of an S-rank time-space-type spirit garment is something that only a sage who has gone through several reincarnations and retraced the path of the Venerable can achieve with an extremely low probability.

But now, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong are only at the second level of the Venerable Realm, yet they have made such a heaven-defying move, causing ripples in time to drift endlessly into the distance.

"Not enough, go faster." A cold, low voice whispered in his ear, like a command from the heavens, stirring Xia Feng's spiderweb-like, divergent thoughts. His dark eyes hardened, and he began his assault on the three hundred million.

"Om-"

Meanwhile, in the center of the pond, the woman in martial arts attire's wine-red hair fluttered in the wind, and swirling currents of spiritual energy appeared around her, with faint, ethereal spirits emerging from the surface of her body.

Xia Feng was shocked. What was going on? The ritual wasn't even finished, and he was already resurrected?
No, that's not right!

He quickly realized that it wasn't Chi Hong, but Teacher Fu.

Teacher Fu temporarily broke free from the seal through some means, and her soul left her body.

The spirit suddenly opened her eyes, her wine-red pupils filled with resolute killing intent. She glanced at her father with a mocking expression, and light cracked across her cold and beautiful face.

On the periphery, Shang Shaoquan also suddenly opened his eyes and shouted authoritatively, "She's going to commit suicide! Stop her!"

Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed sharply, and the hand gestures he had made in front of his chest changed in an instant, unfolding the Moon Time Domain. He thought to himself, "Teacher Fu, it's me."

Freya paused, "Xiao Feng?"

"Trust me, I have a way to get you out."

Seeing this, Freya said nothing more, "Okay!"

On the other side, it was still April, and Xia Feng couldn't spare too much energy to maintain the Moon Domain. He spoke briefly, pulled the soul back into his body, and then used Time Overturning to return to the present world.

In the distance, Shang Shaoquan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Freya had failed to commit suicide and had been successfully pulled back into her body by the Abyss Saint.

Unexpectedly, his daughter had a hidden plan, intending to commit suicide at the crucial moment, thwarting his years of preparation. Even his divine will couldn't stop that sudden turn of events.

Fortunately, the Abyss Saints intervened in time, and this time, choosing to cooperate with them was definitely the right decision.

Only this kind of spacetime ability can turn the tide.

Although it was clear that the Abyss Saint had used the Moontime Divine Domain, it was impossible to see exactly what he had done to stop Freya's actions.

Mu Qingtong clasped her hands together, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered completely, covering Freya's spiritual pressure with another layer of blazing red dragon pressure.

Ode——!
After a humming sound in the space, a creaking sound like glass rubbing together was heard. Xia Feng frowned. The Crimson Dragon Pressure was complete, and the bloodline awakening ritual in his hands was about to be completed.

He could faintly hear the roar of a dragon.

Fortunately, sensing the progress in April, he was already confident.

But to be absolutely sure, we have to go even faster!

Faster!!
Chana Yuki was the first to give in, letting out a muffled groan in the silent space. Her delicate brows furrowed, her eyelids trembled, and her gaze was fixed on the profile of Xiao Feng's cheek.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Xiao Feng seemed to be affected by her condition, and asked her in a low voice.

"No, it's okay," she quickly replied. "Don't worry about me, I can manage."

She remained silent after that, trying to appear calm, not wanting to affect Xiao Feng's state of mind, nor wanting to be outdone by Jiang Qiu'e and Mu Qingtong.

Seeing the two women's calm and composed demeanor, she felt a strong sense of defeat.

She is still too weak; she needs to become stronger!
2.3 trillion. 2.5 trillion. 2.8 trillion.
Faster and faster, directly entering the 3 million collision field!

Chana's eyes sparkled, while Jiang Qiu'e's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Mu Qingtong remained calm and exchanged a glance with Xia Feng.

At the same time, the pupils of the four people contracted simultaneously, and then suddenly dilated, turning into countless streams of silver light that filled their eye sockets.

They saw a completely new world!
On the other side, in the center of the pond, Freya's crimson light swirled even more rapidly, rising into the air. With a loud dragon's roar, it seemed as if the phantom of a crimson dragon was coiled in the sky.

Buzzing—!! Outside Cloud Island, in the Everflowing Sea, the azure currents surged, creating a tsunami that blotted out the sky, wave after wave crashing against the island's barrier.

It tore open numerous dark spatial cracks and even black holes.

Shang Shaoquan, Jin Yangtian, and Jian Xin suddenly opened their eyes, their gazes fixed on the center of the pond.

Especially Shang Shaoquan, whose body surface was covered by the phantom of a more mature middle-aged man, with a majestic face and two vertical golden pupils, looking at Freya with an unprecedented thirst.

"Mel. This day has finally come!" he murmured to himself, his narrow, golden eyes shining even brighter.

Roar--!
The roar of the Sinnoh dragon grew ever clearer; it was the dragon language, spontaneously formed by the laws of heaven and earth, celebrating and congratulating yet another dragon deity about to awaken from the long river of history.

A surge of spiritual energy propelled Freya into the air. Her cold, beautiful face was framed by lowered eyelids, her white martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind, and her wine-red hair danced wildly like a demon, her aura surging.

The backs of his feet, hands, slender neck, and cheeks shimmered with ancient and mysterious fiery red divine patterns, while dark flames emanated from the corners of his eyes, and a vertical diamond dot adorned his brow.

Divinity began to arise from the soul, divine pressure spread, blood boiled, and that wisp of divine will opened a crack, about to awaken from the bloodline and descend upon this body!
(End of this chapter)