I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 661 - 661: 629. King

The mountain seemed to tilt like the end of the world.

As Xia Feng looked up, everything around him, the swirling flames and clouds and the vibrations of space, suddenly came to a halt.

The world fell into a time freeze.

Light came from the east.

This was Mu Qingtong's first time entering a photon form, and the flow of time in the world seemed so slow to her.

A distance of ten thousand meters was just a thought away, arriving in an instant.

The finely shimmering photonic fluid instantly reached above the clouds, traversing dense and bizarre characters.

After swirling around a line of gibberish characters a few times, it descended swiftly, appearing in front of Mr. Xia.

The auburn-haired woman was held tightly in Mr. Xia's arms, her cold face furrowing with tension, buried deeply in the hollow of his neck, and her red lips slightly brushed against Mr. Xia's pronounced Adam's apple.

The photonic fluid flickered, circling the auburn-haired woman a few times before transforming into a graceful spiritual body composed of spiritual light, merging with the auburn-haired woman's form, leaning forward.

Their ten fingers intertwined as the red lips met the Adam's apple in a kiss, and the spiritual light body merged gently like flowing water into Mr. Xia's entire being.

Feet touching feet, legs meeting legs, abdomen pressing against abdomen, chest leaning on chest....

A perfect fit, merging soul bodies into one.

Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng simultaneously felt a vibration that resonated in their bodies, souls, and thoughts, and for a moment, their minds were clear and ethereal.

Xia Feng had a strange feeling of being reborn into a womb, as if his entire body was immersed in a warm uterus, wonderful and pleasant.

At this moment, during the merging instant, their thoughts connected and opened up to each other.

"So this is what it's like to be enveloped by Miss Mu? Feels okay, but compared to just now...."

"The Primordial Yang has leaked, the yin impurities have tarnished. This is... Freya? Heh...."

Two thoughts rose simultaneously, and Xia Feng felt a sudden jolt in his heart, hurriedly gathering his thoughts to prevent Miss Mu from further probing into his indecent thoughts.

"But compared to what just now?" Mu Qingtong's cold voice echoed again.

Buzz—!!

The two mountains crashed onto the plains filled with gardenias, the ground sunk for miles, yet Lord Yeli Dong's wheelchair remained unmoved.

Freya, even with dragon transformation protecting her under this attack, would likely be severely injured. However, Lord Yeli Dong didn't care; this was merely a lesson for Lei Ya.

A woman, sometimes, is just mean; only when beaten to fear does she understand what it means to obey a husband, Lord Yeli Dong gazed faintly.

He was no longer going to let this cheeky woman continue acting willfully.

A canary is always the most beautiful and reassuring when kept in a cage.

"Sword Heart, go bring Lei Ya and that insect over here."

"Yes." Sword Heart nodded respectfully.

Just as she was about to lift her leg, the two towering mountains in the distant sky suddenly emitted a resonant hum, and in the next moment, countless luminous cracks appeared on the mountains.

Bang—!! The mountain crumbled into a blazing inferno, scorching the skies, and a towering giant, three hundred meters in height, abruptly emerged from the terrifying sea of fire.

The giant was engulfed in blood-red fire, like a godly being crawling out from hell, its indifferent black eyes burning with ghostly fire, its gaze appeared to be looking down from the cloud peaks, devoid of any emotion.

And at the center of the Titan Giant, the mysterious black-robed figure's attire quietly transformed into an ancient white robe etched with nine faintly golden dragon patterns.

The elegant sleeves of the robe were embroidered with intricate gold lines fluttering in the wind, the face adorned with an oval mask of holy purity, with only the brow swirling with a pale golden swastika-shaped secret talisman, the originally short black hair unraveled and flowed back freely, indolently majestic, like a mysterious king from ancient times.

However, this king's royal robe was peculiarly white as a base.

As to why it was this outfit, well, it was purely Mu Qingtong's aesthetic.

As the merger partner, Xia Feng's outfit after merging was entirely decided by Mu Qingtong.

Fortunately, Mu Qingtong didn't transform his clothes into some scantily clad perverted outfit....

He was quite satisfied with this outfit.

What satisfied Xia Feng even more was the rapidly escalating, terrifying strength, and the overpowering sense of strength that coursed through him, capable of blowing up mountains with a single punch!

Each time after merging with Miss Mu, the vastness of spiritual power was like an ocean, Xia Feng felt a thrilling, majestic sensation rise involuntarily, and then he always had a pleasurable illusion of being invincible in the world.

Moreover, unlike previous mere True Martial Realm mergers.

This time it was his and Miss Mu's first merger since reaching Venerate One Realm, bringing an increase in power far greater than before.

Although post-merging the spiritual pressure was still at Venerate One, the strength and agility directly reached the standard of Venerate Third, and the spiritual quantity directly reached Venerate Five Holy Realm standards!

These bodily composite quality improvements were secondary, the main point being that the capabilities of the spiritual clothes, spiritual artifacts, Divine Relics, etc., on both bodies could perfectly coordinate.

Especially since Xia Feng had many spiritual artifacts that required a massive consumption of spiritual power, having the nearly inexhaustible boundless spiritual power as support.

Buzz—!

The light wave swept across for miles, and in the moment of merging, Freya, who was nestled in Xia Feng's arms, was jolted into the sky, a robust red rope shot out from Xia Feng's palm, swiftly encircling and binding Freya, suspending her in mid-air.

Freya widened her eyes.

[B·Protective Spiritual Rope]

"Mr. Xia, answer me, where is your Primordial Yang?" An emotionless voice resonated within Xia Feng's mind.

Xia Feng quickly reclaimed control over his body, slightly loosening Freya's bonds, smiling softly, "Primordial Yang? Wasn't it taken by Miss Mu?"

While deflecting, he gazed downward at the wheelchair youth on the ground.

Ye Li Dongjun and Sword Heart both furrowed their brows.

Both were a bit surprised, what was the situation with this mysterious person?

Clearly, just Venerate One Realm, yet able to survive such an attack without perishing, and even reconstructing an even more oppressive giant spiritual clothes exterior.

A hundred years ago, Ye Li Dongjun had seen a spiritual artifact that could store and seal spiritual clothes, releasing them when needed.

The mysterious person's state was very akin to this spiritual artifact's functionality.

This might be the basis for the opponent's confidence.

Did they think that by relying on a shrewd spiritual artifact, they could defeat me? Ai, Ye Li Dongjun chuckled and shook his head.

Truly laughable.