I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 671 - 671: 639. Xia Feng's background treasure, General concept attribute

The people in the main hall did not know precisely what happened inside the barrier.

But when the Naiya Illusion Realm began to shatter, they could faintly hear the agonized screams of Lord Yeli Dong and saw in the Holy Seat Light Column a menacing, silently howling head.

With the complete dispersal of the barrier, only two figures remained in the sky.

One was Freya, the other Sword Heart.

The Great Lord Business had long departed, and Lord Yeli Dong, along with his wheelchair, had vanished without a trace.

"What on earth... happened?"

Everyone was somewhat bewildered, especially Wei Shutong and Dipus, who stood quietly in the corner of the crowd.

Although they hadn't seen it clearly, it seemed like Lord Yeli Dong was instantly killed by the Power of the Holy Throne?

It was truly unbelievable! Dipus never expected that even with the protection of the Great Lord Business, Lord Yeli Dong would still be forcibly killed by that mysterious figure.

Moreover, the Great Lord Business seemed utterly helpless.

Wei Shutong was equally shocked internally; Xia Feng, this kid, was actually so formidable?!

But upon reflection, he realized that there must be a big shot behind Xia Feng, some mysterious being who had intervened.

After all, only Sages could harness the Power of the Holy Throne.

In this light, it was likely that Xia Feng had joined some extraordinary mysterious force, a force whose goal was also to kill Lord Yeli Dong, and perhaps even the Great Lord Business behind him?

Wei Shutong speculated with wild guesses in his mind.

In fact, Wei Shutong also had a trump card against the heavens,

His purpose for coming here today was to use this card to perish together with Lord Yeli Dong, but unexpectedly encountered Xia Feng, who ended up doing what he intended to do.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss at Lord Yeli Dong's sudden demise.

However, Wei Shutong understood clearly that the death of Lord Yeli Dong did not mean the grievances of White Emperor City were over.

The true historical truth of White Emperor City remained hidden from the public, unable to restore the innocent names of the hundred thousand loyal soldiers.

After all, Lord Yeli Dong was just an executor; the real mountain overshadowing the truth of White Emperor City remained immovable.

"Wei Shutong, Xia Feng said he would go to Black Moon City. The 'Mushen Spirit Song Album Specialty Store' there can be used to contact him. The way to do so is..."

Freya's cold voice sounded with transmission, and Wei Shutong faintly nodded. Black Moon City, huh...

It's not far.

Wei Shutong gripped his cane and glanced at the silver-white dial on his wrist watch, lost in thought.

It seems that before his lifespan reaches zero, he must go to Black Moon City once to hand over the treasure related to Xia Feng's origins to Xia Feng.

This treasure, a month ago, Wei Shutong suddenly noticed a shadow in the depths of his memory that he hadn't paid attention to before lit up.

It was a sealed memory block, seemingly activated by a command, and forgotten fragments of memory surged out.

Among them was information about Xia Feng's origins and the mission he agreed upon with that mysterious woman.

High above, Freya and Sword Heart exchanged glances.

Sword Heart remained stoic and respectfully bowed his head to Freya, "Your Highness."

Freya was pleased with Sword Heart's discernment. She said nothing more and offered no explanations to the guests, directly concluding the birthday banquet.

Everyone was still in shock, unsure of how Mr. Dongjun's birthday had turned into a death anniversary, before being forcibly expelled from the fortress.

Wei Shutong safely mixed into the crowd and departed.

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The powerful defensive light nets layered over the Sky Fortress had long collapsed under the assault of the Holy Seat.

After Xia Feng left smoothly, he fled in the direction of the Taichin Sea.

However, his condition was too poor, his mind hazy, his face pale and bloodless; after fleeing a considerable distance, he could no longer sustain himself and fell from mid-air.

He crashed into an air conditioning unit, broke branches, and directly fell into an empty alley, landing with a splash in the puddle next to a dark green garbage bin.

The overcast sky drizzled with fine rain.

Reclining on his back, raindrops hit his face, and his white robes with dragon-etched gold trimming transformed into a Spiritual Light, condensing into a graceful human shape.

As the light swirled in reverse, it formed a dark-skirted silhouette, ivory barefoot landing, standing still beside the man.

The woman in the black skirt was also pale and weak, her fine brows knit tightly, struggling to stand steady, reaching out to support the uneven wall.

The Sky Wolf Holy Seat, though powerful, is a power that only Sages can wield.

The two, forcibly activating it at the Venerable One level, not only consumed a massive amount of Spiritual Particles and spiritual power but also placed a significant burden on their Spiritual Quality.

Spiritual Quality contains a person's spirit, memory, emotion, sanity, thought, subconscious, and other non-material aspects.

If unprotected by Spiritual Pressure and Spiritual Base, it was as fragile as inferior glass, immensely brittle.

The spiritual power it contained could only ward off attacks from Spiritual attributes, with no other defensive capability.

Using the Sky Wolf Holy Seat is akin to an invisible immense force bypassing the protection of Spiritual Pressure and Spiritual Base to weigh heavily on Spiritual Quality.

Once the pressure reaches a certain level, the non-material aspects of Spiritual Quality would automatically lower all conceptual activities for self-preservation, and the Spiritual Body would enter a protective forced dormancy.

Mu Qingtong, with expansive spiritual power, barely maintained consciousness, but her mind was similarly muddled, and her bodily sensation seemed to bear the weight of ten thousand heavy mountains, extremely fatigued.

This is the primary drawback of the Sky Wolf Holy Seat; once used, the two would lose all combat capability.

So it's only usable as a final must-kill.

After using it, you either die or run.

As for why Sage-level and Divine Level entities can use the Power of the Holy Throne effortlessly, it is because they possess exceptionally high Concept attributes.

Strength, Agility, Spirit Essence, and Concept form the final attribute that determines a Spirit Master's fundamental strength; Concept is a domain accessible only at least by Sages.

One function of the Concept attribute is to increase the non-material density within Spiritual Quality.

Neither Xia Feng nor Mu Qingtong currently had a way to enhance their own Concept attribute existence.

For this reason, using the Sky Wolf Holy Seat once nearly cost both of them half their lives.

Mu Qingtong glanced at Mr. Xia, who lay unconscious on the ground, observing his deathly pale, chapped lips; a glimmer flickered in her golden pupils.

She raised her shoe-less, sock-less, fresh-red toes and forcefully rubbed them against the man's lips and nose.

The hem of her classic black skirt dipped to his neck, twisting Xia Feng's face to the side, yet he remained unconscious, unresponsive.

After a few kicks, Mu Qingtong felt her current actions were somewhat childish, unable to teach the unruly Mr. Xia a lesson.

Retracting her long leg, she surveyed Mr. Xia's frail face quietly, a hint of cold light flickered in her clear lovely eyes.

Contemplating something unknown.

Mu Qingtong looked back at the massive illusory shadow of the Sky Fortress, bent down to lift Xia Feng, and vanished within the rain curtains in several Instant Steps.

This place wasn't safe for a long stay,

They had to quickly find a secure, undisturbed location.

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