I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 513 - 481. Don’t ever make the Dragon God angry

Because of the racial characteristics of the Evil Clan, they needed to devour the souls of living beings to enhance their strength, so they naturally had conflicts with both the Human Race and the Dragon Clan.

If they did not invade the Present Realm, the Evil Clan would only have internal wars, devouring each other.

After the Void Emperor ascended to unite the Evil Clan, internal strife was curbed and transformed into a form of mutual devouring called "battlefields."

Of course, the battlefield was still a racial war, only it was organized by the Imaginary River in a game-matching style, pitching close-strength two-way, three-way, or even five-way familial forces into battle, where the winner took all and the loser’s race was exterminated.

This method was more efficient in leveling up compared to the chaotic and disorderly all-race brawl and prevented high-ranking races from wantonly slaughtering lower ones, which would waste resources.

Similarly, under these rules, lower-ranking races also had a safer possibility of ascending to higher ranks.

Of course, whether it was an all-race internal war or a battlefield, neither compared to invading the Present Realm.

The Present Realm was like a resource-rich Star Domain. As long as they controlled this domain, corraling the Human Race within it, the Evil Clan would have a continuous supply of resources.

Every member of the Evil Clan had a bright future.

Therefore, the news Ze provided did indeed make Xia Feng somewhat suspicious.

Had the Evil Realm found a way to breach the seal between the two realms and was planning to invade the Present Realm?

Did the Empire know about this news?

Xia Feng pondered deeply. Although he had no fondness for the Empire, he was, after all, of the Human Race... Well, strictly speaking, he could now be considered part of the Dragon Clan; he was no longer human, but his self-acknowledgment in thought was still as a human race, so he certainly sided with his own kind.

Nevertheless, in Xia Feng’s mind, the Empire was the Empire, and the Human Race was the Human Race.

The Empire could perish, but the Human Race must not be exterminated, nor could it be corralled like livestock by the Evil Clan.

"So, what is the method to break the seal between the two realms?" he asked Bone-face, his voice cold with doubt.

Ze said gravely, "Only the two Great Lords and the Void Emperor know of this method. The Supremes have only been informed of this matter; the other three great beings have not disclosed more."

"Is there a specific time for the invasion of the Present Realm?"

"...That has not been disclosed."

Hearing this, Xia Feng felt helpless; this guy really didn’t know much!

However, it was good that he had learned in advance about the impending invasion of the Present Realm by the Evil Realm.

"Well then, your next task is to find out everything related to the descent into the Present Realm and then relay the information to Bai Suxi."

"I will decide whether or not to supplement Bai Suxi based on the value of the information you provide," Xia Feng said as he lifted the woman in the white dress by the nape of her neck and walked towards the center of the Array leading to the World’s Gate.

"?!" Ze’s pupils flared with Divine Fire, damn it, they had agreed to cooperate, was this Evil Demon still planning to keep her imprisoned?!

Although Bai Suxi couldn’t tell where the Array would lead, she already vaguely felt danger, her white snake pupils constricted into slits, her body squirming uncomfortably.

Xia Feng threw Bai Suxi into the center of the Array.

He had set up this Array before Bai Suxi’s arrival, specifically to send this woman into the Sealed Land for the second time.

The spiritual projection of Evil Dragon Miss could open a retrospective space channel, transporting both the physical body and soul together, with a retrospective time limit of ten minutes.

The World’s Gate was also a retrospective space channel but had a much longer duration, lasting a whole year, and only transported the soul.

After one year, the soul would be forcefully returned to its original body.

Ze suppressed his anger and said solemnly, "Evil Demon, if you do not release her back to the royal court, the gods will invariably have their suspicions."

"That’s for you to consider," Xia Feng said calmly. He hadn’t fully contracted with the Bone-faced Evil God yet, and it was only safe to place Bai Suxi beside Evil Dragon Miss.

"Of course, if you’re willing to accept the Slave Mark, I can naturally let Bai Suxi return."

Upon hearing Xia Feng’s words, Ze’s pupils flickered with flames, seemingly hesitating.

"Don’t listen to him!" Bai Suxi gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Ze, you go back, I won’t be in danger."

If Ze were to be enslaved by this evil demon, then she would truly have no chance of ever turning the tables.

So even though she was imprisoned and in a perilous place, she couldn’t let Ze be enslaved! Ze was now her last trump card.

She only hoped that the snake she had raised for many years would be smart enough to find a way to help her escape soon.

The huge skull of the Bone-faced Evil God was silent for a moment, suppressing the anger and hatred in its heart, its fiery eyes restored to tranquility, and it spoke softly, "Well, Evil Demon, I will collect information as quickly as possible. You... treat her well."

"Rest assured, as long as you don’t cheat or play tricks, she will be safe and sound," Xia Feng said calmly.

After asking a few more questions and giving some instructions,

the giant snake’s head in the void slowly faded, its luminescence dissipating, vanishing without a trace.

Xia Feng turned and opened the "Gateway to the World." The woman’s white snake pupil coldly stared at him, but Xia Feng didn’t mind, only smiling, "Just a reminder, don’t ever anger the Dragon God."

Thinking of that Divine Throne woman, Bai Suxi’s breath stalled. She was about to say that staying in the Refining God Tower wouldn’t be so bad, to not let her stay in the Sealed Land with that fierce mother dragon.

But it was too late, a flash of light passed, and the woman in the white dress stood right in the center of the Array, her vertical pupil falling into a lifeless void.

Following that, Xia Feng brought the unconscious Lord Peach Blossom, along with his Divine Power Origin, to the 50th floor of Refining God Tower, the place with the strongest scent of the Blood Beast, sealing Lord Peach Blossom there.

Now with his capability, it was difficult to kill this guy; he could only slowly refine him using the Refining God Tower.

After finishing everything, Xia Feng and He Jianzhu came out of the Refining God Tower.

With a thought, the towering giant tower quickly shrank and floated into his palm.

This tower did not have a top. The slanted surface on top looked like several floors had been sliced off by a knife.

This tower was incomplete.

When he had first obtained the Refining God Tower, Xia Feng sensed the relevant information; the tower was damaged, missing its upper half.

No wonder it was somewhat strenuous to use, and the refining speed was slow.

Xia Feng shook his head, opened the Nash Space, and stored the tower inside.

He Jianzhu quietly watched Xia Feng’s series of actions and, seeing that he had finally finished, turned to look at her. Her golden eyes bent slightly under her half-frame gold glasses, and she spoke softly, "It seems it’s time to part ways."

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, only then noticing that He Jianzhu’s figure was drifting upwards in a fine spray of Spiritual Light, her arms also becoming somewhat ethereal.

"Miss Jianzhu, what’s happening?"

"Using a Spiritual Artifact as a Diversion Body has its limits, I used it too many times today and naturally can’t hold up."

As she spoke, she swayed and her figure began to fall.

Xia Feng thought this woman was once again pretending, as she had when they first met, playing Miss Mu to toy with him.

However, seeing the visibly weak aura, it seemed she wasn’t pretending. Xia Feng hurriedly flew over, embraced her slender waist, and caught her.

Silver hair like snowflakes fluttered through the space, He Jianzhu’s lotus arm naturally wrapped around Xia Feng’s neck. Under her half-frame gold glasses, those beautiful golden eyes, identical to Miss Mu’s, curved, and she smiled faintly, "Little kid, auntie has a question for you."