I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Inside Black Moon City, the masses were unaware that the disturbances caused by the Refining God Tower had drawn the attention of all the Venerables across the planetary region to the anomaly in the Southernmost Land.

Forces like the Holy Department, Lidong Army, and the Apocalypse Knight began converging on this place.

Meanwhile, the Purple Mist Waves, which had been repelled back to the inner city by the great tower, surged like dark smoke and quickly covered the outer city once more.

They also engulfed the towering black edifice, with tendrils of purple mist madly seeping inside.

The Lion-controlling Youth gazed up at the nearby Sky-reaching Tower and shook his head.

He had thought those one man and three women might have a way to resist the purple mist, but now it seemed he had overestimated them.

Although the origins of this tower were unknown, it indeed had the ability to slow down the seepage of the purple mist, yet it still couldn't fully stop its infiltration.

Using this tower as a defense, Xia Feng was undoubtedly ensnaring himself in his own cocoon.

"Hey, lion rider, forget about those condemned mice. Have you figured out a way to escape yet?" A shout from the Blood Ghost reached him, causing the young man to coldly glance over with his single eye, about to respond.

But then, the pervasive purple mist moved again, this time not expanding but converging towards the Sky-reaching Black Tower, forming a terrifying vortex like a tornado.

This also resulted in the rest of the outer city's purple mist becoming increasingly thin, until none remained.

Burning Heaven and the Lion-controlling Youth instantly realized that the four inside the tower, including Xia Feng, had not yet been eroded by the purple mist?

Furthermore, to penetrate Xia Feng and the others, the Moluo Saint Shepherd had gathered all the purple mist, disregarding everyone else and focusing solely on dealing with Xia Feng.

"What's going on?" Leng Xiu watched this scene with confusion and astonishment.

The authority of Burning City Yan Tong was imposing as he said in a deep voice, "It seems that even if this Sky-reaching Black Tower doesn't have a concept skill, it can still counter this wicked purple mist, it's indeed impressive."

The Lion-controlling Youth was momentarily stunned and furrowed his brows in surprise.

The luck of this Xia Feng truly was formidable.

"Young Master, according to that person's orders, Xia Feng must die today." The old man in the black robe said solemnly, "Do you want this old servant to take action personally, to prevent any more complications?"

The Lion-controlling Youth rotated the ring on his white glove's middle finger, his single eye narrowed slightly, as he silently observed the Sky-reaching Tower shrouded in the purple storm, speaking blandly, "No need. Given the current situation, since Moluo is helping us deal with this person, there's no need to dirty our hands."

In fact, Moluo, far away at Babel Tower, could hear this conversation between the two.

Although Moluo didn't know which force the Lion-controlling Youth belonged to, nor why the people behind him targeted Xia Feng.

But none of that mattered anymore.

Moluo stood calmly before the splendid Star River Waterfall, with endless dark void behind him.

"Old fool! You better give me a reasonable explanation!" An Xingjia couldn't remain calm; he was about to explode, tired and livid eyes aflame with dark rage.

He did know Moluo planned something big and even guessed that Moluo wanted to help the Red Moon seize the main palace position.

But he never expected Moluo's methods to be so sinister and crafty.

An Xingjia looked at the nearly million people below the clouds, neatly arranged into long lines, approaching the tall tower from all directions, like a pilgrimage, yet also as if sacrificing themselves.

The strange sight below the clouds was secondary; what truly unnerved An Xingjia was the purple mist.

This world, according to the source of extraordinary abilities, was divided into three divine systems: Star God System, Dragon God System, and Evil God System.

And this purple mist... unbelievably had the aura of all three divine natures.

If it were someone else, they naturally wouldn't perceive the wickedness of the purple mist, but An Xingjia's ability was unique, his perception was extraordinary.

He could clearly sense that within the purple mist, the three divine natures coexisted in harmony, an eerie feeling of mortal enemies suddenly getting married and blissful...

Simply put, An Xingjia felt that this purple mist created by the Moluo Saint Shepherd posed an apocalyptic threat!

If this purple mist were to rampage across the Three Realms, no matter the Human Race, Evil Clan, or those old gods barely surviving in the Star Realm, all would suffer!

"An Xizuo, stay calm."

Moluo's blue flames under the hood flickered as light laughter emanated, "I know what you're worried about, but as you can see, this mist is very limited in its scope, it can only corrode an area as large as a city, and can even be restrained by concept skills."

His gloved hand gestured northwards, sighing helplessly, "Even that black tower can't be breached for now."

Listening to Moluo's explanation, An Xingjia furrowed his brow, nodding slightly as if thoughtful, but in his heart, he didn't believe a single word.

He had already decided,

Once the task was completed, he must fully report everything that happened in Black Moon City to his mother.

As for whether to report it to the council and the four pillars, that would depend on his mother's decision.

While contemplating, An Xingjia followed Moluo's gesture to glance again at the opposite Sky-reaching Tower, puzzled, "What exactly is this tower?"

Moluo also wanted to know,

He could spread his Spiritual Sense throughout the entire city through the purple mist, yet the Sky-reaching Black Tower was a black hole, completely isolating the inside from the outside.

As the purple mist seeped inside, only faint images of four people back to back were visible, the rest was a blood-red haze.

It seemed that this blood-colored substance caused the purple mist to disappear upon infiltration and rendered it irretrievable, extremely bizarre.

But Moluo was not in a hurry because he clearly sensed that two of the four inside the tower were rapidly depleting their energy, clearly paying a price to resist the purple mist, unable to hold on much longer.

"So, your true purpose is merely to summon the Red Moon Goddess?" An Xingjia questioned.

"An Xizuo, I already explained this to you."

"Then why are you fixated on assimilating the minds of those two Holy Daughters?"

"Naturally because they bear the Black Moon's mark of authority."

Moluo replied indifferently, "Assimilating their minds will allow us to reclaim the Black Moon Authority, thus empowering the Red Moon Goddess to be even stronger when she descends upon the world."

An Xingjia, however, did not quite grasp the logical connection, questioning why assimilating the minds of the Holy Daughters could recover the Black Moon Authority; he had never heard of such a method.

He suspected this old fellow might be deceiving him once more.

An Xingjia now held a skeptical view of everything Moluo said, always feeling that the sinister old fellow had other ulterior motives.

However, for now, he pretended to accept Moluo's words and continued inquiring.

"You've caused such a huge commotion just to help the Red Moon seize the main palace authority?"

An Xingjia narrowed his lazy eyes, "But as far as I know, according to the divine pact of the Star Realm Twelve Palaces, if a deputy palace attempts to seize the main palace, other Star Gods are obligated to intervene, aren't you afraid of attracting Justice or the Element?"

The blue flames under Moluo's hood flickered subtly, yet he shook his head, a faint derisive smile appearing:

"Unless the legendary Pale Dragon God descends, not even the personal arrival of the Three Saint Star Gods could stop what's happening today."