Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 182 Everyone here is trash!

Wang Feng stepped into the Goddess Peak, where a large group of Parthenon members surrounded him, led by the Temple Master Heron and the Great Sage Merola.

Their faces were ashen, their eyes filled with resentment and shock.

"Where's Xinxia?" Wang Feng asked casually.

“She’s a prisoner now, you can’t see her!” Merora said fiercely.

"What? The Great Sage doesn't intend to abide by the rules set by the Parthenon itself?" Wang Feng sneered.

Meira's face twitched, and the veins on her hand gripping the scepter bulged.

“Great Sage, since he has already made it through, it wouldn’t hurt to let him see it. Besides, there are ten Golden Knights guarding the outside of the Holy Maiden’s Temple, and a Vice Temple Master personally patrolling the area. He can’t possibly do anything rash,” said another female sage, Celisa.

"Come with me, I'll take you to the Temple of the Holy Maiden," Fen Ai hurriedly said to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng nodded.

"You two, follow him and don't let him get any ideas." Hailong assigned two super-rank Silver Moon Knights to follow closely behind Wang Feng.

……

The grand ceremony platform in front of the Temple of Saintess was crowded with people in the square paved with white crystal marble.

Panija's followers and relatives gathered here, and members of the Knights' Hall and the Tribunal, dressed in grey funeral attire, were holding a solemn funeral.

In the center, on a boat-shaped altar made of blue silk sacred wood, Panija's body lay among flowers, her snow-white dress reflecting the blue sky. The whole scene was solemn and sorrowful.

"Once that wicked woman is executed, Panija can finally rest in peace!" Panija's guardian knight said through gritted teeth.

As the lengthy ceremony drew to a close, Grand Judge Durrank, holding the Stone of Sin, announced: "The Holy Tribunal has found him guilty. By law, the criminal may choose to commit suicide, or we will carry out his execution."

"How can we let such a sinner end her own life?" Pan Nijia's father, Xiao Shen, was furious. "She must be utterly destroyed!"

The temple matriarch spoke up at the right moment: "According to ancient custom, let the visitor who traversed the Star River Mountain Path see her one last time."

“Living even a moment longer is a sin,” Xiao Shen said emotionally.

"Just consider it as letting Panija spend a little more time with you," the madam advised.

Xiao Shen snorted coldly: "I will guard it myself!"

After saying this, he led two hundred judges to the Temple of the Holy Maiden.

……

Wang Feng followed Fen Ai to the front of the Holy Maiden's Palace, where a tense standby was already waiting outside the gate.

Led by Xiao Shen, a group of judges stood guard at the door, their menacing aura palpable, and the air was thick with tension.

Xiao Shen's eyes were bloodshot. As Pan Nijia's father, his gaze toward Wang Feng was filled with deep-seated hatred.

Wang Feng ignored the hostility and looked directly at Yafa, who was guarding the gate: "Open the gate."

These two simple words carried an unquestionable tone of command.

Afa was arguably the youngest super-ranked powerhouse in the Parthenon. He was originally the guardian knight of Saintess Ander, but with Ander's 'fall'...

His status, which was originally going to become a goddess knight, has plummeted, and now he is here guarding the Saintess Temple.

Yafa frowned, about to reprimand him, but the moment his eyes met Wang Feng's, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The murderous intent in those eyes left Yafa with no doubt: if he dared to utter a single extra word, he would be beheaded in the next second!
He couldn't help but shiver, and as if possessed, he opened the palace door.

Wang Feng walked straight past the crowd into the hall, followed by Xiao Shen's hysterical roar:

"Close the gate! Everyone, guard this place to the death!"

The heavy palace doors slowly closed behind us, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

...

Wang Feng walked through the dark Saintess Temple, where the cold air seemed to freeze between every stone pillar.

The ancient faces carved on the stone pillars writhed and twisted like living creatures in the flickering firelight, casting eerie shadows. The entire hall lost its former sanctity and resembled a gloomy prison.

The crimson cauldron spirals up the steps, its flames illuminating the massive central pillar that requires three people to encircle.

A snow-silver chain was wrapped around the thick pillar, with the other end tightly wrapped around Ye Xinxia's slender waist.

The chains, covered with countless anti-magic runes, shimmered with an eerie light, connecting her to the entire barrier of the Holy Maiden's Palace.

Hearing footsteps, Ye Xinxia slowly raised her head.

When she saw who it was, a look of surprise lit up her pale face, but then her expression dimmed again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to have obtained a method to control the Forgetfulness Worm, through the Forgetfulness Worm."

Wang Feng reached out and touched her cold cheek, his fingertips brushing against the dark circles under her eyes: "You've done very well."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light burst forth from his fingertips.

"Chong-"

The silver chains snapped, and the magic-suppressing runes went out like dying fireflies.

Ye Xinxia's frail body leaned forward, but Wang Feng caught her steadily.

"Let's go." Wang Feng's voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable power. "Let those who framed you pay the price they deserve."

Ye Xinxia tilted her head slightly, looking at Wang Feng's resolute profile.

The faint sounds of Xiao Shen's hysterical roars and chaotic footsteps could be heard outside the hall, but at this moment she felt a sense of peace she had never felt before.

"Ah."

……

Wang Feng carried Ye Xinxia as they slowly stepped out of the Holy Maiden's Palace, the dazzling sunlight falling on them.

Outside the hall, the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.

On the steps, twelve golden knights stood in a row, with dazzling constellations swirling around them, and an overwhelming magical pressure that seemed to freeze the air.

Below, a 'death formation' composed of two hundred judges stood ready, their magical radiance of various elements poised to be unleashed with a single command, capable of blasting the two into dust.

"Wang Feng, put her down! If you take another step outside with her, the Golden Knight and the Judgment Mage will execute you on the spot!!" Kulun shouted.

As soon as the gate opened, everyone saw Wang Feng carrying Xin Xia out. This action was undoubtedly telling everyone in the entire Divine Mountain that Wang Feng was going to take her away!
Having passed through the Star River Mountain Pass, Wang Feng is allowed to meet anyone, but he is absolutely not allowed to take anyone away.

"Ignorance is bliss, isn't it?" Yafa looked at Wang Feng, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"There will always be some crazy people who do things that are incomprehensible to others."

"Wang Feng, you'd better think this through. Once you take her out of the Temple of the Holy Maiden, the Parthenon and the Holy Inquisition will consider you an accomplice. Although you are the benefactor of the ancient capital's catastrophe, Salang's identity is rife with sins, and an accomplice is just as unforgivable!"

As Wang Feng listened to the shouts and reprimands all around him, a dangerous smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

“I said—” His voice was not loud, but it silenced the entire mountain.

The next second, he suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light: "Everyone here is trash!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already carried Ye Xinxia out of the palace gate.

"You're asking for death!!" Xiao Shen's face twisted in agony, veins bulging on his arms. "Judgment Mage, heed my command! Tear this adulterous couple to pieces!"

Two hundred judges simultaneously began casting spells, and the brilliance of various magical elements instantly illuminated the entire summit.

But the next second, all the magic came to an abrupt end.

Everyone froze on the spot as if they had been choked, staring intently at what was behind Wang Feng.

"That is... the soul of Parthenon!"

(End of this chapter)