I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

The main hall of the temple was a hundred meters tall, its interior grand and sacred.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere was filled with solemnity and silence.

The elderly man with white flecked hair was draped in a deep red robe, rhythmically grounding the ancient staff that represented the faith of the Black Moon. He stepped forward slowly, his momentum climbing with each step!

Although he was just at the rank of Venerable Two, the same level as Olivia.

His Spiritual Pressure and presence seemed far more terrifying than Olivia's.

The white cat-girl looked thoughtfully at the old man's retreating back, this must be the correct usage of the Moon Holy Skill's domain.

Now, the spiritual quantity and spiritual power within the entire domain were at Obrian's disposal.

The duel between Spirit Masters was not only a competition of Spiritual Clothes and Spiritual Artifacts but also of energy.

Especially at the Venerable level, maintaining a Grade A Spiritual Clothes for just one more second was an unimaginable massive consumption for those below the rank of Venerable.

Thus, with a constant flow of energy supporting him, Obrian had already secured an invincible position within this domain.

However, what puzzled everyone was how did Obrian forcibly revoke the permissions of the Holy Daughters and gather all the permissions upon himself?

By rights, even as a Red Bishop, Obrian shouldn't possess such privileges.

"Thump—"

The staff struck the ground, and four rings of brilliant golden light lit up beneath the red-robed old man's feet, knees, waist, and above his head. The next instant, like flowing water, they unfurled and floated upwards, forming a small golden sword directly above his head.

[Grade A·God's Sword]

Xia Feng's pupils narrowed, this was unmistakably the Spiritual Clothes used by the Angels such as Yophiel to attack and kill Sirius with a single blow.

To think that he would see it again today!

It truly brought back memories... Xia Feng stepped forward expressionlessly, crossed the threshold, and re-entered the hall.

Upon seeing God's Sword, everyone else's expressions changed as well.

Justice Saint Heir looked grave, his last sliver of hope completely shattered. God's Sword was a Grade A Spiritual Clothes with significant strengths and weaknesses.

Its advantage was its terrifying power, arguably the most formidable among Grade A Spiritual Clothes.

Its disadvantage was the frightening amount of spiritual quantity it required to use, almost comparable to that needed for Grade S Spiritual Clothes; normally, Venerables couldn't afford to activate such Spiritual Clothes.

But with the augmentation of the Moon Holy Skill domain, Obrian didn't have to worry about that at all.

Seeing this, Yan Si and Jin Jili stopped their cursing, their faces ashen.

Obrian was ready to use his powerful move to annihilate the two rescuers outside, not giving them the slightest chance and quelling any possibility of mishaps.

Justice Saint Heir knew that there was no turning back now. Without hesitation, he communicated through mind transmission, "Jiang Qiue, Cha Naixue, no matter what Obrian's purpose may be, he is determined to do something that violates the tri-faith codex, a betrayal of faith."

"We must stop him! Even if it costs us our lives!"

Justice Saint Heir's mind transmission left the two women startled, puzzled, they looked up, and his hoarse, resolute voice rang out, "In a while, I will use my soul as a guide and self-destruct my fruit position! I'll perish together with these traitors who have abandoned the true god's faith!"

"As for the two Holy Daughters, I don't wish to morally obligate you, but if your thoughts are assimilated, what difference is there from being dead? So why not self-destruct together?"

"..." Jiang Qiue and Cha Naixue were momentarily speechless; indeed, it was so. Rather than being assimilated, self-destructing and perishing with the enemy was indeed a good solution.

They had both learned to self-destruct using Spiritual Clothes, and it was not difficult to operate.

"But if the two Holy Daughters are unwilling," Justice Saint Heir continued in a stern voice, filled with the resolve to face death, "then I must first apologize. To prevent Obrian's plan from succeeding, when I self-destruct, I will do my best to drag you both with me!"

"To completely thwart Obrian's plans!"

"?!?!" Jiang Qiue and Cha Naixue's expressions stiffened, wait a minute—did you actually hear what you just said?

Cha Naixue urgently thought, "Don't you do anything rash!! Jiang Qiue's artificial life can save us! If you self-destruct now, you're not only dying in vain, but you'll implicate us as well!!"

"?" The Justice Saint Heir felt a slight shock in his heart. What is this woman so confident about?

"Hey, Jiang Qiue, hurry up and explain to him. Don't let this foolish Saint Heir go berserk!"

Cha Naixue was numb all over. In a matter of milliseconds, she was persuading the Justice Saint Heir with her thoughts and simultaneously urging Jiang.

In her heart, Jiang Qiue was actually considering the plan proposed by the Justice Saint Heir.

After the Justice Saint Heir self-destructed and severely injured the enemy, she would use Resurrection to enter the battlefield and reap the rewards.

It did not seem like a bad idea.

The drawback was the high likelihood of direct corruption, a risk she was unwilling to take.

Hearing Cha Naixue's urgent thought transmission, although she still didn't understand why Cha Naixue had such confidence in Xia Feng, she nonetheless conveyed to the Justice Saint Heir with an indifferent voice in her mind,

"Justice Saint Heir, my artificial life is actually stronger than I am, and I already have a perfect plan to allow everyone to escape. So don't act recklessly, or you will only make things worse. Do you understand?"

Jiang Qiue's ethereal voice was displeased and unyielding, as if she had everything under control.

The Justice Saint Heir, who was preparing to self-destruct, hesitated, his heart filled with doubt as he looked suspiciously at the black-haired boy who had returned to the center of the hall.

Really? Is this kid that powerful?

In just under two seconds of thought amongst themselves, the small golden sword above Obrian's head had completely taken shape, shining brightly!

The entire grand hall's floor, tall columns, and rocky walls shook with it, showing signs of cracking.

Buzz—!!! As the golden sword was released, the world dimmed.

Just when everyone thought Obrian would continue to charge up, the golden sword, like a streak of golden and white lightning, instantly pierced through the black-haired boy's brow.

Zzzzt— A blood hole was easily pierced through the boy's forehead, and his body, devoid of life, slowly fell backwards.

After slaying one, God's Sword did not stop its momentum but continued to surge forward like lightning.

Mu Qingtong was also stepping into the entrance of the hall at this time, walking slowly inside.

The golden cross on the tip of the sword rapidly enlarged in her pupils as a chill of death invaded her soul, yet her golden eyes remained calm and undisturbed throughout.

"?!!" The scene that unfolded in an instant caused everyone who still harbored hope to constrict their pupils. However, before they could despair, the boy who had fallen backward suddenly disintegrated—

Transforming into specks of blood-colored Spiritual Light.

The conditions for using the Blood Spirit Mechanism's fusion ability were actually very stringent. Not only did the souls need to match, but one party had to die before it could be used.

Fortunately, for Xia Feng, this was not difficult.

The Vermilion Bird Demon Armor was a perfect fit.

And the results of their coordination were surprisingly good.

Xia Feng found himself transformed into light, with the world around him seeming to come to a halt.

Or rather, it wasn't the world that had stopped, but his thought process and movements at this moment had accelerated to the extreme, almost reaching the speed of light.

In his state of Spiritual Light, he circled around the entire hall and found that he could not use any abilities and could not leave a kilometer radius. In the end, he had no choice but to approach Mu Qingtong.

Miss Mu's light golden eyes were serene, quietly staring at the starry Spiritual Light floating in front of her.

At this moment, her thought process was also accelerated to the extreme, but she could not move freely like Xia Feng.

The two could not communicate.

Xia Feng did not linger any longer and quickly transformed into a Spiritual Body composed of Spiritual Light, floating close to Mu Qingtong.

Xia Feng leaned forward, his ten fingers interlacing with Miss Mu's as he kissed her lips while under the watch of those pale golden beautiful eyes.

The Spiritual Light body also merged into her graceful form like a gentle stream of water.