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The World Tree that reached into the clouds veiled the sky, and the woman on the Divine Throne was still sitting with her eyes serenely closed.
Xia Feng looked around in confusion and, raising his head, saw nothing on the branches; Black Crow was gone.
"That silly bird didn’t really leave, did she?" Xia Feng was startled, remembering Black Crow’s earlier instructions.
"First, if Dragon God wakes up and asks where I went, tell her I felt a deep sense of guilt and went to the human purgatory to endure trials."
"Second, if Dragon God wakes up and doesn’t remember me, then don’t mention the aforementioned; pretend you don’t know me."
Listening to this, didn’t Black Crow and Dragon God have a good relationship? Xia Feng wondered. Black Crow had always wanted to awaken Dragon God, but once Dragon God awoke, she ran away in fear.
That was really strange.
Xia Feng frowned at the Divine Throne. Evil Dragon Miss sat quietly with her eyes closed, as if the previous awakening ceremony hadn’t taken place at all.
He took a deep breath and took a tentative step forward.
But as soon as he took that step, he suddenly found that the distance to the Divine Throne started to stretch infinitely. The Divine Throne, and every scenery within his field of vision, raced forward until shrinking into pinpricks of light and vanished.
He was momentarily dazed, only to realize he had arrived in a dimly lit palace.
Xia Feng observed for a while, unable to sense whether this place was Illusion Realm or reality.
But one thing was sure: Evil Dragon Miss had used her ability.
He swallowed nervously and walked on, passing through the gloomy, profound palace walls and the roughly rune-etched stone columns. The murky candle flames on the walls flickered, extinguishing one by one as he proceeded.
He looked back to see the passageway behind him shrouded in darkness with a despairing and terrifying oppressive atmosphere spreading throughout.
The air was cold and piercing. If he stayed here too long, Xia Feng even felt a sense of unsteadiness and panic.
He forcibly steadied his mind and continued forward.
Soon, he arrived at a grand and majestic hall.
The ancient dragon script inscribed on the eighteen towering columns, and looking up along the columns, one could see a ceiling where epic-like fantastical dragon murals stretched across.
However, the surfaces of these murals were coated with a thin layer of grey mist, which was vaporized Evil Spirit Liquid, enveloping the ceiling murals.
Not only that, the entire walls of the palace seemed to be made of grey Evil Spirit Liquid. The slow trickle of the liquid gave one the oppressive feeling of a palace built on the bottomless sea bed.
In the distance, within the dark hall, a Netherworld-like tranquil throne sat due east.
A Pale dragon with closed divine eyes spiraled behind the throne, and Xia Feng’s expression turned solemn as he moved closer and realized it was a thirty-meter-tall, lifelike White Dragon mural standing behind the throne.
On the spacious throne, a woman in a lazy posture lay on her side, her figure under a misty light-dotted and star-patterned thin gown was curvaceous, the only visible slim foot beneath the gown revealed skin as delicate as powdered plaster.
And the Pale dragon tail that hung out from the star-patterned gown trailed down alongside the thigh, with the hard yet pliable snowy tail tip coiling around the fair ankle.
As Xia Feng entered the hall, the snowy tail tip suddenly retracted under the gown, and the star-dressed woman lazily opened her divine eyes.
Her Pale vertical pupils were apathetic: "Human, what are you doing here again?"
Xia Feng bowed respectfully: "Venerable Dragon God, my visit this time is actually with a small request."
Hearing this, the star-dressed woman closed her divine eyes again, and a dispassionate voice echoed out of thin air from all sides of the hall:
"Human, if you have come to claim a reward for awakening me, I regret to inform you that awakening the Evil God does not warrant any reward from me."
"... "
Evil God? Xia Feng was perplexed. The Dragon God called herself the Evil God? By this statement... it seemed she felt she was guilty, deserved to be sealed, and shouldn’t have been awoken.
He suddenly understood why Black Crow had run away.
Black Crow might be a subordinate of Dragon God, wanting Dragon God to awaken, but Dragon God herself did not wish to be awoken, which led her to make a swift exit after the awakening.
With that thought flashing through his mind, Xia Feng looked up sincerely: "Dragon God, my request is not for a reward but rather a minor plea."
"Hmm?"
"Dragon God, could you let me absorb a bit of your Evil Spirit Liquid?"
"Evil Spirit Liquid... Such Evil Power does indeed briefly enhance Spiritual Pressure for living beings, but for a weak human like you who hasn’t even stepped into the Venerable Realm, absorbing Evil Spirit Liquid will only cause you to endure boundless despair and pain, and serves you no benefit."
"So, what is your purpose?"
"..."
The question asked by Dragon God put Xia Feng in a difficult position; his true purpose... he couldn’t directly reveal it, as the Evil Demon Heart was his core secret, and he didn’t want to expose the ability of the Evil Demon Heart.
At least for the moment, it seemed the Dragon God had not detected anything unusual about him.
"Dragon God, uh, may I not disclose my purpose?" Xia Feng said helplessly, "To you, the Evil Spirit Liquid isn’t anything good. Giving me a little would not be a problem, right?"
"If you do not state your purpose, then leave."
"!!!"
The awakened Evil Dragon Miss was trouble; Xia Feng felt a headache brewing.
He had come to understand that if he tried to request the Evil Spirit Liquid with intense self-interest, Evil Dragon Miss would not pay him any heed.
After all, Evil Dragon Miss was under no obligation to help him.
Moreover, just now, Evil Dragon Miss had said that awakening her was a mistake; she would not reward him.
Since that was the case, it seemed he would have to take some extraordinary measures to coax the Evil Spirit Liquid out of her!
Perhaps he could find a roundabout reason...
Xia Feng’s thoughts raced as he sifted through the information, and it seemed apparent that Dragon God did not know how he had woken her.
