I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

"Boom!!!"

A huge explosion resounded from behind, and the three turned to look.

Flames surged into the sky throughout the military district, as the Half-Dragon legion had begun to make their move.

Xia Feng had long since secretly ordered them to first seize control of military weapons like cannons, occupy commanding heights, open fire to deplete the enemy forces, and also cut off communication with the outside world, turning the entire military district and the core area into isolated islands, and then they could begin their massacre celebration.

"Let's go, we shall continue forward."

After the Evil Power Barrier disappeared, the three moved unobstructed and continued to fly towards the core area.

However, as they approached the giant birdcage, a man in martial arts attire with a scruffy beard and carrying a large sword slowly stepped out from the shadows, his small eyes curiously scanning them, "So there are three of you?"

Seemingly struck by a thought, the man looked at Freya, who also wore a black robe and a pure white mask, and chuckled lightly, "Your Highness, it's you, isn't it?"

Freya furrowed her brows, as she hadn't expected this guy to stay at the East Victory Fortress instead of following Lord Yeli Dong.

Freya didn't respond to Dao Kui but instead, through mind transmission, spoke to Xiao Feng, "Dao Kui, one of Lord Yeli Dong's close confidants, has been near the True Martial Second Realm for over two hundred years. A hundred years ago, he attempted to reach the Venerable Realm, and even though he failed, after a century of rest and revelation, his strength has not only recovered but has greatly exceeded the norm for this realm.

Moreover, like Yeli Helian, Dao Kui possesses some method that allows him to temporarily raise his overall strength to the Venerable Realm. Can you handle him?"

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged glances.

"What do you think, Miss Mu?"

"It's possible," Mu Qingtong replied calmly.

Seeing that the three remained silent, clearly strategizing through mind transmission, Dao Kui clicked his tongue, "Hey, why don't all three of you come at me at once, no need to waste time here."

Dao Kui flicked his crimson sword lightly and with a step forward charged at them like a sharp sword, a broad grin on his face,

"Perfect, my sword is somewhat thirsty!"

"Ms. Fu, we should move," Xia Feng communicated telepathically and then dashed to the side.

Freya paused, then quickly followed.

"Boom!!"

The ground was cleaved by the sword, creating a ten-meter-long trench, with debris flying everywhere. A person in a black robe stood quietly by the trench, hands behind her back, raising her head to look at the sky.

The scar-eyed man in black martial arts attire frowned as he watched the two fleeing into the distance, "Did I allow you to run?"

He sneered, his body flaring with blue and white Spiritual Flow, his immense Spiritual Pressure spreading out. But as he was about to give chase, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body plummeted toward the ground.

A figure in a black robe appeared silently in the high sky, blocking the bright moon, the cold and eerie mask gazing down.

Terrifying lightning erupted around the person with the mask, like a divine sword of punishment descending thunderously!

Dao Kui's pupils contracted even further at that moment, turning into fiery red serpent-like slits.

"Roar!!!" He bellowed, raising his arms.

"Boom!!!" The ground trembled, and amidst the rampant purple lightning, the shadow of the man in martial arts attire subtly distorted, the next instant appearing under the bright moon in the distance.

Mu Qingtong looked back.

She could see that the man's crimson vertical pupils had narrowed even further, his body enshrouded in a blood-red flame, with the vague outline of a Bone Dragon eclipsing the sky behind him, and his aura climbing step by step, surprisingly emitting a terrifying pressure akin to the Venerable Realm.

Mu Qingtong had a calm look in her eyes, quickly deducing that this must be the Divinity Half-Dragon that Mr. Xia had spoken of. From the gradually weakening spiritual state of Dao Kui, it seemed likely he had mastered some form of Dragon Clan Spirit Clothes that required sacrificing his own lifespan to greatly augment his strength.

As Freya had mentioned, this man was a difficult adversary.

Mu Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly. She needed to get serious.

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"Dao Kui is not an ordinary True Martial Second Realm, are you sure Miss Q can defeat him?"

Freya looked back at the battle scene behind her, filled with thunder and lightning, puzzled.

"Don't worry, Ms. Fu, Miss Q is not an ordinary General Fifth Spirit Master either," Xia Feng waved his hand.

"..."

Although she was confused, having seen the extent of these two individuals' abnormalities, she decided to stop thinking.

Whether it was the mysterious Miss Q or her own student, they were no longer beings within the realm of common logic.

Freya had wanted to take Xia Feng as her disciple and teach him all her skills, but in less than ten months, this guy had already surpassed her.

This made her somewhat melancholic; why was it so hard to take on a direct disciple?

But never mind...

She gave Xia Feng Dragon Clan Spirit Paper, and Xia Feng hence learned the Ten Thousand Phenomena from it, which, after rounding up, meant he had learned the Ten Thousand Phenomena from her... And rounding it up again, he could be considered her direct disciple.

She was never stingy with her direct disciples.

"Little Feng, there's an incomplete Dragon Clan Spirit Clothes here, do you want to learn it?"

"? There's more?"

Outside the core area, there was a barrier constructed from Infinite Stone. Xia Feng, taking Freya, entered the Holy Knight Space, and after passing through several barriers, they finally approached a giant birdcage.

"It's just an incomplete one," Freya took out a crimson rectangular paper, only one-fifth of the corner densely covered with Spiritual Particle lines, while the rest was pitch black.

"It doesn't have an Enlightenment Trace either, see if you can learn it," Freya said with interest, wanting to see where her student's limit was.

Xia Feng took the Spirit Paper, glanced at it casually, and within seconds, the inherited memory hidden deep in his bloodline was activated again!

Countless pieces of information flooded into his mind, his pupils flickered with pale light, and Dragon Patterns vaguely took shape.

Soon, the talented Xia Feng learned the incomplete Dragon Clan Spirit Clothes.

Well, he didn't care, he, Xia Feng, was simply a genius!

[Dragon Clan・Finger Extreme Fist (Incomplete)]

[The direction of the punch is the direction of supremacy]

[Creation Attribute: Dragon of All Phenomena・Voslorada]

[Fighting Skill・Extreme Fist (Incomplete): When your strength value reaches the Venerable Realm, your punch attacks possess '30% Spirit-breaking True Damage' effect.]

Sensing the effect of this Spirit Clothes, Xia Feng was delighted.

So-called Spirit-breaking True Damage was specifically designed against defensive Spirit Clothes, capable of ignoring the target's defensive Spirit Cloths, ignoring the Spiritual Pressure coating the surface of the Spiritual Base, and striking directly at the target's Spiritual Base and Spiritual Quality, causing fatal damage.

However, unfortunately, to use Extreme Fist, one must first reach the standard of the Venerable Realm, which greatly raises the threshold for its use.

Seeing that Xia Feng had comprehended the Extreme Fist in a couple of moves—a skill she herself could not comprehend—Freya was surprised at first but then nodded in satisfaction, hmm, worthy of being my direct disciple, my discernment is indeed impressive~

As they learned the Extreme Fist, they flew above the giant birdcage.

Looking down at the earth from above, Xia Feng, through the Eye of Decompilation, could clearly see countless fine red lines converging towards the birdcage, gathering around a middle-aged man.

The man's aura was still crazily climbing!

Blood-colored air waves roared and washed over, with blood thunder erupting from the dark sky dome, dense and chaotic, an apocalyptic scene resembling thunder tribulation coming to life.

That was the sign of an imminent Ascension to the Venerable Realm.