I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 669 - 669: 637. All in vain

The surface of the planet shimmered with a ghostly glow, quietly rotating in the depths of darkness.

For a moment, as if receiving a supreme command, countless colliding particles within the star core suddenly coalesced into a singularity—

In an instant, it scattered like a cosmic explosion.

A cold, dark purple twisted stream of light spread from the inside outward, forming a barrier of spherical light flows, layer upon layer, reflecting a bright white light like a star in the darkness.

At the same time, arc-shaped particle light continuously descended, rapidly pulling a long, magnificent tail at the base of the planet, a tail intertwined with countless particles and rays, like a brilliant ribbon in an otherwise desolate cosmos.

And as energy rapidly concentrated, the blazing white of the tail condensed into blue ghostly, heavy purple, and extreme red,

The dazzling, strange-colored radiance swiftly stretched and twisted with each explosion and energy release from the singularity in the star core, until the light drained the entire star domain of its color—

As if a majestic dragon roared throughout the Star Realm, descending instantly to the depths of the abyss!

[Combined Spiritual Ability·Sirius Holy Seat]

[You can link to the Star Realm, invoking the power of its stars to turn Sirius into a Holy Throne Weapon for a destructive, targeted strike on a certain 'space-time point' in the Present Realm]

The Power of the Holy Throne transcends all limitations of time, space, and concept domains, and at its formation, it leaps from the dimension of the Star Realm to the Present Realm, appearing out of thin air in the outer space of this giant planet in the 15th district.

In an instant, it pierced through the ionosphere, the mesosphere, the stratosphere, the troposphere, to reach the Sky Fortress, and then swiftly penetrated the strong barrier of the Naiya Illusion Realm.

The Naiya Illusion Realm was obliterated in an instant.

From Xia Feng's activation of the Holy Throne strike to its arrival at this place, it only took about three seconds.

Xia Feng retracted his gaze from the Star Realm, lowering his head to look again at the young man in the wheelchair in the distance, his black pupils calm.

"I'm rather curious about what else you can do...." Lord Yeli Dong had just finished saying this, and before he could see what other tricks Xia Feng had, he felt his field of vision filled with white light.

The sudden chill of impending death left Lord Yeli Dong stunned, his hairs standing on end, the unusual pupils that had just calmed instantly contracted into star-shaped points, and horror surged through him.

The terrifying light column of interwoven blue ghostly, heavy purple, and extreme red descended from the endless heights, its endpoint suspended above the young man in the wheelchair, layer by layer sinking.

"Boom—boom—boom—" The divine protection formed by the Black Gold Divine Flames shattered layer by layer like inferior glass being struck by an iron hammer.

Above the clouds, on the Black Gold Throne, the middle-aged man's divine eyes condensed, a rare hint of astonishment appearing in his usually dignified and indifferent expression.

Lord Yeli Dong trembled as he looked up, not understanding this sudden attack, but now wasn't the time for questions, "Sword Heart! Run!"

The Jianxin Danfeng Eye was also filled with shock, the Power of the Holy Throne? How did Xia Feng pull this off!

Once the Power of the Holy Throne locks onto a target, it will unrelentingly pursue it until it's hit.

"Swish—" Without a hint of hesitation, she let go of the wheelchair, her whole body plummeting into the Floating Life Mirror behind her, disappearing instantly, leaving Lord Yeli Dong alone in place.

"Sword Heart!!!" Lord Yeli Dong turned his head in shock, his eyes filled with unbelievable horror and rage, this woman! She abandoned him without hesitation!!

"Buzz—!!" As he turned his head, the bizarre white hands that crawled out from the edges of his pupils clutched them once more, and simultaneously, the blue ghostly, heavy purple, and extreme red light column engulfed him, the divine protection failing to block this Holy Throne strike.

You wretched woman, you really think I'm doomed, huh! Lord Yeli Dong's lips curled into a manic arc, his unusual pupils spinning rapidly, activating Absolute Rebirth.

He still had some spiritual power, enough to use Absolute Defense to absorb a part of the energy.

Furthermore, after the Holy Release of Absolute Rebirth, a capability known as 'Absolute Humiliation' emerged, which could turn anger into strength, and the stronger the shameful emotion, the more terrifying the amplification to spiritual quantity became.

At this moment, Lord Yeli Dong could clearly feel that his emotion of shame had reached the limit of this ability, causing his previously depleted spiritual quantity to replenish instantly, even reaching the peak level of the Holy Realm!

Spiritual quantity is the foundation of all strength.

With this level of spiritual quantity, he could use the technique of shedding skin at the cost of self-destructing his spiritual base, temporarily avoiding the edge of the Power of the Holy Throne!

As long as he remains alive, there will come a day when Lord Yeli Dong shall make a comeback!

He was meant to ascend the throne as a Venerable King, not be crushed as a mere ant beneath someone else's throne!

At that time, whether it's Xia Feng, Jianxin, or Freya! They will all experience the humiliations he suffers today!

[Truth Seeking Successful——]

The power of the Holy Throne strike descended, unimpeded.

"Ahhhhhh——!!!" The excruciating pain tearing at his body and soul caused Lord Yeli Dong to let out an incredulous, shrill scream.

His red-blue anomaly pupils seemed ready to split, his fierce gaze filled with rage and confusion.

What a joke!

What a joke indeed! Having worked so hard to complete Holy Release, obtaining this Fake S-Class Spiritual Artifact, yet losing its response at this critical moment?!

The illusion of escaping death shattered like a mirage.

Under the Holy Seat Light Column, the wheelchair melted into molten iron, the body vaporized into a blood mist, the spiritual pressure disintegrated into spiritual light....

"Swish—" Xia Feng appeared silently in front of Lord Yeli Dong, with those eyes filled with venomous hatred staring at him as if wanting to devour him, he smiled, reaching out to pierce his heart directly, utilizing [Spirit Base Infant Transformation·Spirit Stealing Hand], grasping the spiritual base about to disintegrate.

"Lord Yeli Dong, your life, I claim on behalf of the hundred thousand soldiers of White Emperor City, and its million citizens!"

Lord Yeli Dong opened his mouth grotesquely, voicelessly roaring like a beast.

But as Xia Feng yanked out the spiritual base, the spiritual quality twisted within the light column, shattering like shadows, dissipating.

In the end, only a gruesome head remained, along with a pair of sinister anomaly pupils, the depths of which resembled an abyss, where ten thousand resentful spirits wailed and rejoiced.

The gaze in those anomaly pupils brimmed with unwillingness.

Lord Yeli Dong fully realized he had lost, crushed utterly by Xia Feng's outrageous tactics.

Revenge, any ambitions of a resurgence, in the presence of a true powerhouse, all proved futile.

The Holy Seat Light Column that connected heaven and earth gradually dispersed, the face of Lord Yeli Dong's last essence-maintained head slowly dissipating into spiritual light,

His lips curling, rasping in a hoarse, unpleasant murmur, "Xia Feng, who do you think I was serving, bearing the karma of White Emperor City...."?

"Under the gods, you and I are ants, mere pawns...."

Lord Yeli Dong's voice drifted with the wind, gradually fading away.

And amid the wailing of resentful spirits, his semi-transparent face crumbled like light mist, wholly pulled into the abyss of death named Oblivion by ten thousand vengeful souls, scattered, never to reincarnate.

Having dealt with Lord Yeli Dong, Xia Feng did not relax his vigilance but instead looked up towards the sky.

There stood one of the few True Gods still walking the mortal realm, of the Empire's Four Pillars, Business.