I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 663 - 663: 631. Strange Sword Heart

At the same time.

Behind the wheelchair, as the Jianxin Danfeng Eye lifted, a silver-white ripple radiated from the center of her brow.

The space of the entire world seemed to be sliced by ten thousand blades, splitting into hundreds of thousands of mirrored, smooth prisms.

Each prism reflected the young man in the wheelchair and the tall woman in the flag dress, surrounding the Titan Giant.

Xia Feng looked around with a frown, unable to find the opponent's true position, even with the Eye of Decompilation active.

"This is Jianxin's A-grade Spiritual Artifact: the Floating Life Mirror."

Freya explained from the side, "Jianxin rarely uses the Floating Life Mirror, but I've heard it's a very powerful Space Spiritual Artifact."

"A-grade Spiritual Artifact?" Xia Feng was stunned; how could that be?

When Jianxin was bowing her head in the Gardenia Garden, he had already activated the Mind Domain.

Jianxin has no Spiritual Artifact!

Xia Feng frowned again in confusion at the countless mirrors in the world, and the countless reflections of Jianxin within them.

His heart felt increasingly odd.

Logically, the Mind Domain shouldn't fail.

Even if the target were an Alpha Spiritual Artifact, there'd be a sense of failed replication, as proven on Miss Mu.

But when he tried to replicate Jianxin just now, there was no reaction, just like with others without a Spiritual Artifact; no success or failure prompt.

So, why does this woman, who clearly has no Spiritual Artifact, pretend to have one? Xia Feng gazed at the mirrors.

Unfortunately, he couldn't discern if these mirrors were indeed produced by a Spiritual Artifact's power.

Beyond the wheelchair.

Jianxin, with a cold gaze, quickly adjusted his breathing and watched:

"This guy still only has the Spiritual Pressure of a Venerable Level, but the strength of the Blood Spirit Giant and that mighty Thunder Spear is far from as simple as Venerate Third."

Jianxin said gravely, "Sir, this person might have a significant background, either a reincarnation of an ancient God or a human world agent of a God, given divine authority."

Lord Yeli Dong's eyes flickered with cold light; indeed, only these two kinds of people could achieve such abnormalities.

It seems the helper Lei Ya found is indeed extraordinary.

But that's just fine.

Only such people are worth hunting!

Lord Yeli Dong's pupils were cold as he slowly raised his right leg, which seemed not to have moved for years, making the movement somewhat sluggish.

He set it down.

"Boom!!!"

It was as if ten thousand Heavenly Mountains had fallen, shaking the lands, tearing the space with piercing screams.

Inky black waves instantaneously radiated from the wheelchair youth's ankles.

Strange Naiya-like small scripts swiftly swam across the youth's calf, as countless ghastly resentful spirits seemed to emerge from the Abyss, roaring densely——

With their ghastly wails, they obscured the sun and sky.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to weep and mourn as if the Netherworld had descended.

Xia Feng's black eyes narrowed; these resentful spirits wore tattered armor that looked very familiar to him.

"Are these... soldiers of White Emperor City?" Xia Feng's heart sank.

"Kid, it seems you know quite a lot."

The resentful spirits increased in number, forming a Sea of Resentful Spirits with roaring faces, forming a plane that allowed the wheelchair to glide steadily across it.

Lord Yeli Dong glanced at the sea of resentful spirits at his feet, his heterochromic eyes disdainful, lightly sighing, "I regret their deaths, but for them to be under my feet, paving the way for my becoming a god, is also an unparalleled glory."

Xia Feng's gaze turned cold; indeed, sometimes people would smile when they're speechless.

He smiled, "Lord Yeli Dong, it seems that today I must kill you."

"Oh? The killing intent suddenly so intense; it seems you, this mouse, are indeed connected to White Emperor City."

"No wonder Wei Shutong dared to assassinate me today; it turns out he has you as a helper."

Lord Yeli Dong was intrigued but sighed,

"But kid, there's really no need for you to do this; everyone's existence has a meaning, and these hundred thousand ants exist to build a foundation for the strong, to sacrifice for the King."

"When I become a Saint and Entering Sage, their souls will share the supreme glory with me. Isn't that enough?

"You're right, Lord Yeli Dong. Why don't you call me 'Dad'?" Xia Feng proposed thoughtfully, "When I become a god, as my son, you can share this glory too, receiving the title of Divine Son. How about it?"

Lord Yeli Dong's gaze turned frigid, "It seems you are determined to oppose me."

"Oppose?"

Xia Feng, hands behind his back, hovered in mid-air, the Titan Giant's dark eyes looking down, "Do you deserve it?"

Lord Yeli Dong's heterochromic eyes were inscrutable, a mocking smile tugging at his lips, "Truly... ignorance is bliss."

It seems this insect before him has yet to realize the terrifying might of the Naiya Illusion Realm!

This is a weapon capable of instantly obliterating everything below the Holy Realm!

Resentful spirits continued to multiply in the four directions, countless under the Floating Life Mirror's power, with Lord Yeli Dong and Jianxin also innumerable in form.

Xia Feng couldn't find the two's true location, raising his eyes skyward, seemingly able to gaze across the realms to the other side of the Star Realm,

"Miss Mu, should we use the Sky Wolf Holy Seat this time?"

"As you wish." In his heart, Miss Mu's voice was cold.

"Miss Mu, your mood seems unstable."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia; once you kill Lord Yeli Dong, I'll 'kill' you again."

"Don't harbor such intense killing intent; it's bad for your health."

"Remember our agreement, Mr. Xia, that once this matter is settled, you'll submit to me."

"Submit? The agreement was for a fair duel."

"It's all the same."

Xia Feng didn't argue further and instead pondered that activating the Sky Wolf Holy Seat would draw star power, likely causing an impact no less than when becoming Venerable.

Thankfully, with Miss Mu's self-created Spiritual Clothes, the Group of Stars, there's less concern than before.

In contemplation, Xia Feng scanned around, surprised to find these wailing resentful spirits could ignore the Titan Giant's defenses and pass straight through.

They moved swiftly as light, wailing madly, and without resistance, they entered his brow.

Xia Feng instantly felt the negative emotions in his heart surge, his ears ringing, with faint shrill whistling around him, nerves twitching painfully.

"These hundred thousand vengeful souls of White Emperor City long for survival, revenge, with concentrated negative emotions enough to become Resentful Spirits, perfectly absorbable by Naiya Illusion Realm, transforming into Emotion Power."

Across countless prisms, the wheelchair youth's lips curled into a smile,

"This is the true function of the Naiya Illusion Realm, kid; the emotional resentment power of these hundred thousand vengeful souls can even stimulate the negative emotions of the Darkness Holding Sage, transforming into soul-destroying force, jealousy, shame, regret, despair... ultimately leading to spiritual collapse, soul decomposition."

"I'm curious, in this dire plight, can you still maintain your blissful ignorance?"