I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 641 - 641: 609. Empress in Quiet Cultivation

"Director?"

"Speak, what has happened?"

"We have observed—" Zhao Changkong steadied his mind and said solemnly, "The Star Realm is flickering!"

Beneath the surface of the lake, a treasure fish took the bait, and the fishing line continued to sink, but the old man remained seated, unperturbed.

The Star Realm flickering?

Indeed, it wasn't anything significant. These youngsters always made a fuss over nothing and lacked composure.

He guessed it was some eighth-tier god clinging to life who had revived through special means. He remembered that the last time the Flowers Star Domain flickered, it was the Peach Blossom Star God, that frightened ghost, who had reincarnated through a Divine Tribulation.

"Whoosh—"

The fishing line plunged into the lake suddenly went slack and then sprang up, water splashing everywhere, and a glimpse revealed two black and golden fish rapidly separating beneath the surface, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

"To think it was a pair of Yin Yang Fish, it seems my luck is indeed bad."

The old man patted his hands and stood up, sighing. Well then, he thought, he'd go back and see what these youngsters were alarmed about.

The thought had barely settled when only a pale afterimage remained in the old man's place, and within seconds, the Director of the Star Phenomena Bureau had traversed thousands of miles and quickly returned to the Central Court.

Stepping out, the old man appeared out of thin air behind Zhao Changkong and looked up impassively.

He was then taken aback.

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?!!"

The Star Map array was acting like it had gone crazy, flickering non-stop, and at first glance, he almost thought the array was broken.

But when he saw the bottom left position, where the Sirius Domain was located, there were 22 terrifying stars shining so bright as if they were about to explode, as though they could drag the entire boundless Star Realm into hell for a collective funeral, returning to the origin.

The Director of the Star Phenomena Bureau: "?!!!!!!"

Fortunately, he soon realized that the 22 terrifying stars were not stars, but 22 Sirii...

Hmm.

Sirius.

Sirius...? The old man looked up, expressionless at the Star Map, feeling his eyeballs dazzle slightly from the intense starlight, causing him to feel dizzy and faint.

He had lived so many years, with one foot already in the grave; it was normal for him to experience some hallucinations now and then.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and steadied his spirit.

Zhao Changkong saw the Director had finally returned and settled his mind, asking confusedly, "Director, you are experienced and knowledgeable; what should we do now?"

The old man opened his eyes and glanced again at the Sirius Domain, where the light was still dazzling... Now, not only did his eyes hurt, but he also had a headache.

Alright, he had lived for so many years and had truly never seen such a situation!

He had to admit, the older one gets, the more strange occurrences one sees, each more bizarre than the last...

But the level of bizarreness today truly surpassed common sense by a billion times.

The simultaneous appearance of two world-ending disaster stars was already preposterous enough, but twenty-two... It was unthinkable.

Of course, out of rigor, the Star Phenomena Bureau wouldn't outright reject such a possibility.

But the most likely scenario now is that the remaining Sirius No. 1 had some kind of deceitful method to fake star signs, thus repeatedly evading the Bureau's monitoring.

However, this time, possibly due to Ascension, it could no longer hide its star sign reaction, so it did the opposite; instead of hiding, it made its star sign numbers increase.

The Director of the Star Phenomena Bureau speculated in his heart.

However, what the Director didn't know was that Sirius No. 1, Xia Feng, who was killed during the Empire's last siege, didn't deliberately hide his star signs.

The reason Sirius One only appeared in the Star Realm once before Xia Feng's ascension is that day was when Xia Feng bonded with Mu Shen.

After binding with Mu Shen, the star corresponding Xia Feng became Sirius, but it wouldn't react to his promotion in rank.

But now that he has ascended, the ascension has brought a sublimation of his Spiritual Base and Spiritual Quality, allowing his original star and the replica of Sirius to fully merge into one.

At this moment, Xia Feng finally completely became the true second Sirius.

Therefore, at the time of his ascension, the stars corresponding to him and Mu Qingtong, including their astral projections, simultaneously illuminated the Star Realm.

The director of the Star Phenomena Bureau didn't know the truth, but he did indeed guess half correctly, he sighed, "Can we track these Sirii?"

"Director, there are a total of 22 Sirii, with this number... it's really impossible for us to start," Zhao Changkong said with a bitter shake of his head. "So I could only have them estimate the approximate area of each Sirius star corresponding to the Present Realm first."

"However, fortunately, the energy level reactions of all 22 Sirii show as ascension reactions, which means we at least have one week to accurately locate our targets; finding the targets should not be difficult—"

Zhao Changkong's words suddenly stopped as he looked up at the Star Map in astonishment.

What was once a wildly flickering Star Realm instantly quieted down; the Sirius Domain also darkened in an instant as the dense fog-like Star Mist regathered, shrouding the Sirius Domain in seconds.

The boundless Star Realm returned to tranquility and dead silence once more.

As if everything that just happened had never occurred.

Zhao Changkong's expression turned unsightly, as he glanced at the watch: "Two minutes and eight seconds? This guy ascended in just two minutes?!"

It normally takes at least a month or even years to prepare for a normal person's ascension ceremony, and after drinking the Promotion Liquid, one would need to undergo closed-door cultivation for another month or so.

"We've been dealing with Sirius for over a year now, don't be so shocked," the elder man patted the middle-aged man's shoulder. "He is an existence even more talented than Great Lord Huang Ye. It's normal for him to ascend in two minutes and eight seconds."

Normal? Zhao Changkong's eyes twitched; normal my foot!

The elder casually gestured, and the Spiritual Particles of the Star Map Matrix flickered, swiftly condensing into a glowing orb of starlight that floated toward the elder's palm.

Within the orb, as if containing myriads of stars, the approximate ranges of the 22 Sirii corresponding to the Present Realm were marked out, spread across the entire Empire.

"Heh, it seems some people will be busy," the elder chuckled.

To scour the entire Empire for so many places, relying solely on the Wolf Hunting Team and the Apocalypse Knights would no longer suffice.

Perhaps they would have to engage the help of the Third Pillar's Angel Army and the Yama Army.

A total Wolf Hunt!

"Director, should we report this matter to the council and the four Pillars?"

"Just give those old folks at the council a heads up; as for the Pillar Countries, there's no need. They will see such a grand phenomenon in the Star Realm for themselves."

"Understood."

*

Apocalypse Temple.

Splendidly stretching across the brilliant starry sky.

Countless ethereal pale-gold steps ascended layer upon layer toward the temple, with two figures hovering on the Steps of Ascension.

The tall man clad in a black-gold robe stood with his hands behind his back, his vertical scarlet-gold pupils gazing across the starry expanse, his eyes serene and indifferent.

Not far away, a kindly old man in bright yellow monk robes, descending the stairs, also looked up into the distance, a golden holy sigil flickering between his brows.

"Even Divine Thought cannot penetrate the true form of the Star Formation; this technique is quite interesting," voiced the old man, sounding as if it came from the vast wilderness of ancient times, immersed in dusk yet drifting vast and deep.

The black-gold robed man remained silent, slowly withdrawing his gaze and looking back up toward the temple.

At the temple entrance, the imposing Silver-armored Knight stood guard with his sword, gazing down impassively:

"Great Lord Business, Her Highness the Empress has just awakened and requires further quiet cultivation. If the Lord wishes to see her, please return after three months."

"Oh?" Great Lord Business's vertical scarlet-gold pupils slightly narrowed, she still needs time to cultivate...