I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Within the core area.

Yeli Helian stood amidst the Star Sea, the sounds of military updates from commanders of all levels echoing in his ears.

Unexpected pieces of information gradually furrowed his brow.

The underground experimental base had collapsed. The Half-Dragon army rebelled, invaded the command towers of all levels, and seized the armories. Caught off guard, approximately five thousand Spirit Masters directly suffered over a thousand casualties.

Although now, under the coordinated efforts of commanders at all levels, order was reestablished, and a counterattack had begun.

But there were as many as two thousand Half-Dragons!

Although most were just ordinary Half-Dragons, it was still horrifying enough.

What's more, among them were 60 high-level Half-Dragons and 4 Superior Rank Half-Dragons—those were the results of his years of careful cultivation.

How did they suddenly lose control and rebel?!

The analysis provided by the think tank suggested that the four Superior Rank Half-Dragons had likely recovered their past memories and retained clear minds and wisdom. Thus, seizing the opportunity of the Masked Ones' invasion, while he was preoccupied with his Ascension to the Venerable Realm, they led the Half-Dragon army in a rebellion.

It could only be said that when one is unlucky, even drinking water leads to choking.

However, this was not a significant concern. Yeli Helian was clear that his primary focus now was Ascension to the Venerable Realm.

As long as he reached the Venerable Realm, then in the face of absolute power, whether it was the unruly Half-Dragon army or the foolhardy Masked Ones, all could be easily dealt with.

During his contemplation, Yeli Helian sensed something and looked up at the sky, soon noticing two figures suspended outside the core area.

At this moment, Freya had completely dropped her act, shedding her black robe and mask, her hand resting on the long sword at her waist of her martial attire, her wine-red hair flowing with the wind, her alluring face calmly overlooking below.

Yeli Helian's eyes slightly narrowed, and he smiled warmly, "Mother, what are you doing? Are you joining forces with outsiders to confront your beloved son?"

"Do not disgust me with that title," Freya retorted.

She had remained a virgin for 32 years, pure and clean, and certainly did not want to suddenly have a nearly three-hundred-year-old son, nor did she wish to become a wife.

According to her life plan, being single until she was 100 was already a success!

However, before that, she needed to figure out how to divorce Lord Yeli Dong, or perhaps let Lord Yeli Dong die—that would also be a success.

"Fine, since you do not like the title 'mother,' I won't use it."

Yeli Helian's tone remained gentle as he smiled, "Stepmother, are you planning to betray your husband and conspire with outsiders to kill your son?"

Xia Feng: "....."

Why does this seem off, as if I'm the bystander here.

"Yeli Helian, the moment you chose to use Fuliana and the others as your experiments, you should have understood that it would be an irreconcilable situation between me and the Yeli family."

"Oh?" Yeli Helian appeared surprised, his smile gentle yet somewhat helpless, "So you knew about these matters."

Freya sneered, drawing the long sword at her waist, and sent a Mind Transmission: "Little Feng, make your move. Plan how you want to kill this beast; your teacher will assist you."

Although her power was not as formidable as Xia Feng's, and her Spiritual Pressure State was only Fourth Rank, releasing the seal within her body to harness the power of the True Martial Realm 1 was not difficult.

She should be able to provide substantial help to Xia Feng.

Xia Feng, however, shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the countless red lines of light converging towards Yeli Helian from the ground, contemplative, "No rush, let's wait."

"Wait?" Freya was puzzled. "Wait for what?"

Ye Li Helian spread his arms wide, the fitting crimson tailcoat flying as he tilted his head back, feeling the position of the Dao Fruit consolidating deep within his soul. He had a premonition that he needed only one minute! One minute and he would succeed!

The corners of his lips curled up as he looked up at the horizon beyond the cage, a faint smile on his face, "So, you're not making your move yet?"

Based on the information reported from the living area these days, Ye Li Helian naturally knew that the K-surface people possessed a Space Spiritual Artifact, allowing them to freely traverse different planes.

Unfortunately, this massive bird cage was a "Divine Relics · Angel Cage."

It not only isolated the Present Realm and could withstand Venerable level attacks, but it also blocked all other planes and even Spiritual Attacks and space-time turbulence could not invade the Angel Cage.

Therefore, the K-surface people could not use their Space Spiritual Artifact to enter the Angel Cage, nor could they stop him from achieving Ascension.

That was also why there was an upheaval in the military district, the Evil Power Barrier dissipated, but Ye Li Helian remained composed.

As long as he was in the Angel Cage, he was absolutely safe.

Xia Feng, upon approaching the Angel Cage, naturally also noticed the peculiar properties of this bird cage, which completely counteracted the Holy Knight Space.

However, it was not a big problem.

Even without the Holy Knight Space, he actually had another plan in his heart that could penetrate the Angel Cage and absolutely kill Ye Li Helian.

But while learning Extreme Fist, he changed his mind.

A second Absolute Kill plan was born in his heart.

But this required waiting.

Thirty seconds passed, strands of Ye Li Helian's hair began to float, and a faint golden pattern shimmered on his forehead. His eyes slightly narrowed as he looked towards the K-surface people and said indifferently, "You mere ants, you've missed the best time to escape."

He didn't understand whether this K-surface person was arrogant or brainless to dare wait outside the Angel Cage for his ascension. Ye Li Helian couldn't understand this foolish act.

But that didn't matter anymore.

As the Original Spiritual Tree rooted in the spiritual sea began to show signs of life, and the first blood-red Dao Fruit on its branches began to transition from illusion to reality,

Ye Li Helian knew he was going to succeed!

Ascension to Venerable was not easy; he had prepared meticulously for this day since he first entered General Fifth, a full 200 years!

He gathered various rare 6th-ranking spiritual materials, studied diligently the A-grade Spiritual Clothes · Blood Lord, always maintained an excellent and kind image of a City Lord, fortified the East Victory Fortress to be impregnable...

All for this day!

As long as he could become a Venerable, his future career would be smooth sailing. If he could condense two more Dao Fruits, he would be eligible to vie for discipleship under the Pillar Countries' highest positions!

High in the sky, Freya felt the rising aura of Ye Li Helian, the pressure forming suffocated her slightly, nerves taut.

She couldn't help but glance at the man beside her with some anxiety. Xia Feng remained calm, showing no signs of concern.

Although she knew her student was incredibly talented, with innumerable methods at his disposal, having seen Xia Feng's numerous tactics, she truly couldn't think of any more stratagems he might employ.

That was a realm where one could destroy a city single-handedly!

"Little Feng, I know you're not worried, but your teacher is very worried."

Freya was burning with anxiety, her exquisite face slightly losing its composure. Through Mind Transmission, she questioned, "Regardless of how you plan to fight, even entering is a problem now. Or are you really planning to wait until Ye Li Helian becomes a Venerable and comes out by himself?"

Xia Feng shook his head, naturally, he wasn't going to let Ye Li Helian truly become a Venerable. He could use the moment Ye Li Helian ascended to turn his enemy's spear against his own shield!

Feeling the increasingly terrifying aura of the middle-aged man inside the Angel Cage, Xia Feng's thoughts stirred.

A Gui Blade, with a pitch-black hilt and a sleek blade, appeared in his hand.