NOVEL I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch Chapter 499 - 467. Cut Soul

I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Chapter 499 - 467. Cut Soul
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In that instant, the flow of time around him seemed to slow down by thousands of times.

Xia Feng clearly sensed his soul crack like a porcelain vessel, and streaks of light powder gushed out through the cracks, filling his eye sockets and submerging the slightly narrowed black pupils.

"Ants," came the indifferent verdict.

With a humming sound, his Soul Body completely disintegrated, turning into specks of Spiritual Light that spilled out of the empty husk.

His lifelessly dilated pupils looked up at the dim Sky Dome, and his corpse fell heavily onto the iron-chain bridge in free fall.

As the body fell, a bright light illuminated his forehead, and specks of flowing light spilled out, scattering various spiritual materials around the corpse like loot from a monster—among them was also the body of the Charming Spirit Princess Yi Nanxi.

Lord Peach Blossom’s Light Form quietly condensed directly above Xia Feng’s corpse, his hands behind his back, he floated and cast a commanding glance at the state of the corpse before closing his eyes to sense the surrounding environment.

After receiving the memories of humiliation Huaze Tuo had suffered before the wedding veil, Lord Peach Blossom detected that this human possessed a certain B-Level Spiritual Artifact capable of resurrection, but both the range and timing of resurrection were limited.

Based on his experience, artifacts of such a level would have significant restrictions, not only limited in use but also with most reviving within ten seconds at most.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Lord Peach Blossom waited quietly, and as he observed the surroundings, the entire Candle Fire Rock Land was still trembling.

Lava surged up like a tsunami, obscuring the sky, and then quickly vaporized into streaks of Red Mist, dissipating in the air.

The red lines connecting the land to the Throne of Blood also snapped, and as Ri Nuo’s Nuom face lifted, he slowly rose to his feet, the rocks of the entire land seemed about to terrifyingly collapse, cracking open countless fissures.

"Buzz—!" Ri Nuo stepped down from the throne, and dark waves of energy burst forth thousands of miles, as if breaking free from shackles, his aura began climbing step by step, his disheveled white hair danced in the air, and eerie red light shone from the eyes of his ferocious Nuom mask.

Lord Peach Blossom paid no attention to Ri Nuo but quietly waited ten seconds, scanning the vast Evil Demon Sea with his Mind Transmission and sensing no trace of any new souls being born.

With his mighty skills, he didn’t need to see with his own eyes; any new soul born within his sensing range couldn’t escape his detection.

Even if an ant hid extremely well, he would immediately become aware of the soul’s resurrection, with nowhere to hide.

However, over ten seconds had passed now with no signs of activity. That foolish ant must truly be dead, with no possibility of resurrection.

Thinking this, Lord Peach Blossom’s eyes carried a hint of doubt as they swept over He Jianzhu in the distance, then looked down at Yi Nanxi’s body beside Xia Feng’s corpse.

Yi Nanxi’s eyes were still rolled back, her beautiful small face keeping the pleasured expression from before her death.

Memories of humiliation surged into Lord Peach Blossom’s heart, but his expression changed very little.

To pass through this final life’s trial of love and exact his revenge was just the first step; he must learn to accept suffering, understand it, for only by seeing through this trial of affection could he achieve anything.

While pondering, Lord Peach Blossom raised his head and indifferently looked towards the towering dark tower piercing the clouds and the pool of Evil Heart Demon Blood continuously gathering at the base.

After nine lifetimes of tribulation, he had collected quite a bit of Evil Heart Demon Blood, yet he had not expected that someone here had collected even more than him.

And not only Demon Blood, but there was also the Divine Object, the Refining God Tower.

"What is it, sir? Would you like to break our agreement?" Ri Nuo’s deep and indifferent voice arose.

The suspended Light Form slowly turned around, its face illumined by the shifting light, eyes slightly narrowed.

Just before, the two had indeed forged an agreement, Lord Peach Blossom conveyed through Mind Transmission that all they needed to do was to kill that human, and he would leave this place immediately.

Ri Nuo naturally had no objections.

But spoken agreements are meant to be broken, a hint of mocking and murderous intent flickered across the Light Form figure of Lord Peach Blossom’s eyes, while deep ancient red glows lit up in the eye sockets of the man in black’s ferocious Nuom mask.

"Boom!!!!"

Merely through an exchange of looks, the land within thousands of meters radius was like a car thrown into a crusher, the space itself twisted and burst, emitting piercing buzzes and whines.

Chromatic streams of light shot wildly in this warped space.

Yet the nine lengthy bridges constructed of iron chains, the Throne of Blood, and the Refining God Tower remained intact and suspended in the void.

The faceless ones on the iron chain bridges hugged their heads in a defensive crouch, while Bai Nuo muttered incessantly, ’We’re going to die, we’re going to die’, ’Lord Father, please be gentle’ and the like.

The Spider Man and the Bone Snake Man, along with a few other captured survivors, hid among the faceless ones in terror.

He Jianzhu, however, floated in front of the Refining God Tower, her beautiful eyes calmly observing this devastating battle.

As for Xia Feng, he had already exited the Nirvana State of the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor, using the art of Consciousness Transfer Transformation, he attached himself to the soul of He Jianzhu.

Even though it was just a Diversion Body, He Jianzhu’s spiritual power was still vast and boundless, and the moment Xia Feng tried to attach himself, it was like crashing into a wall that reached into the heavens; he couldn’t invade her soul at all, let alone possess it.

But Xia Feng never intended to possess He Jianzhu in the first place; his goal was to temporarily attach himself to her to prolong his resurrection time.

Because according to the information on the Spiritual Clothes received from Miss Jianzhu just now, he found that the technique of Consciousness Transfer Transformation and the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor were very compatible and could greatly compensate for the shortcoming that the Nirvana time of the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor was only ten seconds.

Under normal circumstances, once the ten-second period passed, if he didn’t choose Resurrection, he would be forced to revive on the spot, reconstructing his soul and body.

However, with the art of Consciousness Transfer Transformation, he could temporarily attach his consciousness to the soul of someone trustworthy, and whenever he wanted to truly resurrect, he could detach from that person’s soul, and the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor would continue to help him reconstruct his Spiritual Base and body.

Of course, this would still not be enough to escape the detection of a Near-God Level being like Lord Peach Blossom.

So Xia Feng exploited a bug—

When the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor resurrected him, it would sequentially help him reconstruct Spiritual Quality (consciousness → spiritual power → yang energy) → Spiritual Base → Spiritual Particle → body...

And the instant he completed the reconstruction of ’spiritual power’ while attached to He Jianzhu’s soul, He Jianzhu utilized her ability to cut and splice, attaching his ’Spiritual Quality that had not formed yang energy’ to her own Spiritual Base, thereby interrupting his resurrection, but Xia Feng indeed came back to life through He Jianzhu’s Yin Energy and Spiritual Base.

This was what Xia Feng found most terrifying about He Jianzhu’s ability; it could not only cut and splice Spiritual Clothes, but also flesh, Spiritual Particles, Spiritual Bases, consciousness... it was as if one could transfer someone’s comprehensive strength (excluding Spiritual Artifact) onto another person out of thin air.

However, He Jianzhu told him that such splice had a time limit; a Diversion Body could only do it for a maximum of thirty minutes, after which they had to revert to original state.

And through this miraculous method, Xia Feng’s resurrection progress in the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor was forcibly halted between reconstructing spiritual power and yang energy, leaving him in an overlay state of being dead yet not dead.

Dead, because after forming consciousness and spiritual power, he still hadn’t formed yang energy, and yang energy/yin energy are the foundation for the existence of a soul.

Not dead, because Xia Feng and He Jianzhu were fused, he became the second consciousness within He Jianzhu’s soul, possessing yin energy...

He, at this very moment, in some sense, had become a woman.

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