I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Moluo couldn't help but be stunned.

The black-robed masked figure at the tower's peak hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end.

Yet all the attacks falling upon his black robe sank like stones in the sea, unable to stir the slightest ripple, and the robe remained quietly swaying in the wind.

And the two undead knights charging towards this mysterious figure were frozen as if time had stopped—one raising his longsword, the other casting a spell—but all their actions were stiffened and ceased.

Moluo couldn't comprehend how this mysterious person accomplished it; there wasn't the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Pressure nor spiritual power. Could it be a Concept Skill?

Or perhaps a Spiritual Artifact that doesn't consume energy... or even an Authority?!

Moluo's originally sharp gaze gradually turned cautious and careful.

Seeing that this so-called Pale Believer seemed to have some tricks up his sleeve, the little girl with the red hat squinted her Blood Eyes slightly, contemplating, and spoke with calm Authority, "How many ages have passed, yet He has never awakened. Could it be, just as I descended to the Human Realm, He happened to awaken?"

From her words, it seemed she had no memory of the Black Moon? Xia Feng pondered inwardly, knowing the Black Moon Goddess was aware that the Dragon God had awakened, but the Red Moon seemed not to know.

"Red Moon, I'll say it once."

The Black Spade Man's tone was cold, speaking from on high, "The Human Realm is not where you should be. Dragon God has commanded you to return to the Star Realm."

As the words fell, a prophetic vision of Nailuo's Eye surfaced in Xia Feng's mind, where he transformed into a mist of blood and exploded to death.

Seeing this, Xia Feng dared not hesitate any longer, biting down on the Divine Faith Fruit hidden by his cheek, simultaneously activating the Divine King Statue.

"Ha~"

A smile as cold as ice, the Divine Sound filled with imposing Authority proclaimed, "A mere follower dare show such audacity before the sacred divine!"

Red Moon truly didn't believe that this person in front of her could do anything to her, thinking he could scare her just because he's wrapped in a black robe without revealing his true face?

She wasn't interested in further probing; she would directly kill this foolish ant!

Red Moon's Divine Sound had the effect of binding Spiritual Pressure, directly freezing Xia Feng's thoughts, rendering him unable to think, and his body involuntarily succumbed to fear, unable to make any defensive actions, as time seemed to stagnate at that moment.

The edges of the floating black robe, the purple mist patterns surrounding him, faint light threads... everything around was moving so slowly at that moment.

The red-golden Spiritual Flow, formed as the Divine Faith Fruit shattered, traveled at the speed of light, rushing through Xia Feng's throat and permeating his entire body, seeping into his soul and activating the pale mark deep within his soul.

[Divine King Statue]

[Divine Power | Unique | Divine believer]

[As a Divine believer: After consuming a 'Divine Faith Fruit', you can activate as a Divine believer, obtaining one Authority bestowed by the god you have faith in:

——①. The Divine Faith Fruit is a Spiritual Fruit, each consumption allows one activation for a Divine believer.

——②. The specific ability granted by the Authority comes from the god you have faith in, and the duration and magnitude of power depend on your level of faith and the divinity level of that god.

——③. Upon activating this ability, the god senses it, and only with the god's consent can you use it.

.....]

Sealed Land, beneath the World Tree.

On the Divine Throne belonging to the True Dragon, the Pale Divine Lord was lazily reclining, supporting her chin and flipping through a diary, her upright golden pupils carrying a trace of resentment.

Yet at this moment, she felt something, her divine eyes gently lifting, the vision of a massive city shrouded in sinister purple mist reflected in her gaze.

This halfhearted follower usually doesn't seek me out, yet in a moment of crisis, they think of me. Disi pursed her lips slightly, granting the Authority endowment.

[Pale True Spirit]

[Pale Creation]

[Pale Dragon Lord]

[....]

A stream of information appeared in Xia Feng's mind, all related to the Pale Authorities, but he could only choose one.

As for which one to choose, Xia Feng had long made up his mind.

[Divine Faith · Pale Authority · True Spirit]

[Descend with True Spirit, receive the worship of gods]

Following the unfolding of the Divine King Statue, Xia Feng summoned the Pale True Spirit—

The desolate and majestic aura carried a powerful oppressive hum, suddenly rising from the pinnacle of the tower!

Moluo, still bewildered by how the undead knights were being controlled, looked up again in shock.

The sudden anomaly caused Red Moon's cold and indifferent little face to stiffen, as she slowly looked upwards, her divine crimson pupils imperceptibly dilating and contracting.

In her extraordinary pupils, the silhouette of a magnificent divine shadow reaching the clouds was reflected.

Not only Red Moon and Moluo, but the Burning Heaven Disciples and the forces behind the Lion-controlling Youth on the ground, thousands of people raised their heads in awe, trying hard to widen their eyes, yet suddenly discovered they couldn't clearly see the specific form of that divine shadow.

It was as if they knew an ultimate will had descended upon the world, standing before the heavens and earth, gazing down upon all beings.

Yet they simply could not perceive the existence of this ultimate will.

The authoritative eyes of the Burning City narrowed slightly. With a thought, he attempted once more to see clearly, and his eyeballs immediately felt a sharp pain, his vision filled with brilliant white light.

Not to gaze directly upon the divine - that was the punishment delivered by the laws of heaven and earth, his eyes bleeding two streams, the molten lava of his face twisting and suddenly dimming, his heart filled with fear.

No one could clearly see that divine shadow high above the heavens, but as a former servant of the Pale, Red Moon could see clearly.

At the center of the heavens and earth, there was no other, only a Pale Dragon God whose full form she couldn't discern no matter how hard she craned her neck to look.

It coiled with a serpentine body, occupying the spaces of heaven and earth, its size so enormous that even heaven and earth seemed unable to contain its divine body.

The pale dragon head lowered to the clouds, its long dual horns like peaks, and at the center of its brow, on either side of the Dark Gold Holy Cross, were ancient, authoritative, and awe-inspiring white vertical pupils gazing over the earth.

Throughout the entire city, whether they were human, bird, beast, or even flora void of spirituality, all beings prostrated themselves, reverently welcoming the Divine Descent.

Suspended in air, the human form of the little girl Red Moon gazed upward. In front of the Pale Dragon God, not only was she microscopically small, but even the vast universe seemed constrained and insignificant.

The Black Spade Man remained standing calmly between the tower, without moving a fraction, speaking with an imposing calm:

"Red Moon, having seen the Divine Lord, why do you not bow?"

The audacious rebuke echoed through heaven and earth, Red Moon's divine eyes raised, her childlike face devoid of waves, but her steps retreated half a step imperceptibly.

Dragon God True Spirit... She frowned lightly, puzzled in her heart, she truly had not expected that this Black Spade Man actually could summon True Spirit!

To know, the Authority of the Dragon God True Spirit isn't something that can be bestowed easily; only a Divine Half-Dragon with the purest direct lineage of the Pale Dragon God could bear such an Authority endowment.

Throughout history, no such Half-Dragon has existed.

So, who on earth is this Black Spade Man?

Of course, the identity of the Black Spade Man no longer mattered now; the issue was that [True Spirit], among the numerous Authorities of the Pale Dragon God, was the only one capable of completely countering her abilities.

She must not allow the Black Spade Man to utilize it!

The little girl's divine eyes lowered slightly, her right leg that had retreated half a step bent, her face showing a hidden submissiveness as if to kneel.

And at that moment, an invisible, intangible divine thought attack was already aimed to strike Xia Feng's brow, intending to instantly obliterate his soul.