I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 532 - 500. Jiang Qiue’s Authority

"Boom—!"

As the two conversed, a withered hand emerged from the layer of snow, slamming into the bottom of the membrane of light. Soon, more and more desiccated hands drilled out, climbing over the dome-shaped membrane.

These withered hands all held a dense Purple Mist in their palms.

Clearly, being touched by these hands was guaranteed to have dire consequences.

Xia Feng could not afford to delay, and clenched his fist straightaway, letting the pale golden blood drip to the ground along the lines on his palm.

Instantly, waves of golden light began to ripple out.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!!!" Meanwhile, a dense mass of shriveled hands completely covered the small enclosed space less than three meters around them, forming a sphere on the hill, covered in hands.

Xia Feng’s brows furrowed tightly as he clenched his fist again to let more blood drip into the ground.

Yet, there was still no reaction, nor did any Space Gate appear.

He looked up, his expressionless gaze fixed on Jiang Qiue, "You’d better not tell me we’ve got the wrong place."

The woman in the green dress blinked her beautiful eyes, shaking her head softly as she spoke, "The location is absolutely correct. It must be a matter of timing. Your blood can awaken the sealed god, but this god, waking from an endless slumber to open the Space Gate for us, it needs some time."

A god?! Xia Feng was stunned.

Jiang Qiue: "What we need to do now is wait."

"Crack—" Above them, the first small crack appeared on the membrane, threatening to split open. The withered hands outside scurried frantically like maggots, scrambling to crawl through this crack.

"....." Xia Feng looked at the scene, which made one’s hair stand on end, and again turned his expressionless gaze towards the woman in green.

So, beneath the hill’s seal, not only were there Divine Relics but also a deity?

What exactly does this stinking fox want to do! Xia Feng had a bad feeling. Could the deity within the seal be in cahoots with Jiang Qiue?

If that were the case, the plan to heist the Divine Relics might not go so smoothly.

Of course, whether or not to snatch the Divine Objects wasn’t really important anymore. The main focus now was how to avoid being assimilated by the Snow Plain Consciousness!

After all, given the current situation, the best strategy in face of the Snow Plain Consciousness was to make a quick escape. The longer they tangled with it, the more dangerous it became.

Even the immortality granted by the Evil Demon Heart would be of no use; after all, the Snow Plain Consciousness didn’t want to kill him but to assimilate him.

To become a part of the Snow Plain Consciousness!

He’d rather die than that.

"So, how long do we need to wait?" Xia Feng asked with apprehension.

"I don’t know."

"You don’t know?!" Xia Feng’s eyelids twitched, disbelieving, "Aren’t you usually so cautious? Now you come here without knowing how long we might wait?!"

Jiang Qiue’s brows furrowed slightly, her lips pressed together in displeasure:

"First of all, I’m not timid, I’m cautious. Secondly, I do have a strategy against the enemy, but it requires your cooperation—"

"Crack crack crack—" The cracks spread across the membrane like a spiderweb, rapidly extending. The excited withered hands outside hit even harder, "Boom boom boom boom!!!"

Jiang Qiue maintained her composure, and with a flash of blue light in her hands, a writing brush appeared out of nowhere.

The shaft shimmered blue, and the inky tips of the bristles swirled with tiny streams of gold; she gracefully wrote the words "Repair" in the air with the delicate instrument in her hand.

A talisman materialized out of nowhere, floating into the light membrane and dissolving into Spiritual Light, swiftly repairing the web-like cracks, restoring it to its original state.

"This is my ability, one of the abilities of the Spoken Talisman, ’writing follows law.’ You can understand it as, the characters I write will extend their reasonable effects in accordance with the Law, stored in the form of talismans as permitted by my thoughts."

Upon hearing Jiang Qiue’s explanation, Xia Feng immediately understood that the various talismans she had thrown out before, [Escape] [Far Escape] [Strong Protect] [Enhance] [Purify], and so on, all stemmed from the Spoken Talisman ability.

"So, this is your Spiritual Artifact?"

Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes faintly showed affirmation as she nodded, "Mhm."

Mhm? I’ll ’mhm’ you, you damn ghost! Xia Feng thought with a sneer in his heart, indeed, this sly fox could fool others without even blushing.

He had already tried to copy her ability on Witch Island, but failed.

This undoubtedly meant that the Spoken Talisman ability the fox possessed was either a Divine Relic or... it was directly Divine Authority!

Xia Feng was more inclined to believe the latter, considering Jiang Qiue had a cultivation seal within her body and her connection with the Nine-tailed, it was difficult not to suspect... that this woman was once a Star God!

"The talismans created by the Spoken Talisman have a storage limit of 10, and I’ve used up all my talismans, so I need to draw them temporarily."

"So Xia Feng, what I need you to do next is go out and stop all the approaching evil filth from getting near this place, and in the meantime, I’ll keep drawing the [Purify] talismans to help you continuously purify the ’Assimilation Melody’ within your heart."

Jiang Qiue laid out her plan, and Xia Feng couldn’t help but feel puzzled, "If that’s the case, why not just create a large number of [Repair] talismans? Wouldn’t it be better to maintain an undamaged defense membrane?"

Jiang Qiue shook her head, "Different talismans consume different amounts of spiritual power. The [Repair] requires eight times the spiritual power that [Purify] requires, which leads to a huge consumption. Therefore, using [Purify], combined with your strong body, is the most likely method to last until the gods awaken."

Xia Feng mostly understood, glancing upward, he saw that those withered hands were once again striking the light membrane fiercely, while strands of Purple Mist were seeping into the light membrane from their palms.

"Of course, all this is predicated on you trusting me..."

Jiang Qiue knew Xia Feng didn’t trust her and was about to say something more, but to her astonishment, Xia Feng nodded slightly and stood up straight away.

"Let’s begin then."

Without any hesitation, he stepped out of the protection of the light membrane.

"You—" Jiang Qiue opened her mouth to speak but then fell silent, quickly putting on a serious expression and beginning to glide her brush through the air.

Crunch, crunch, crunch—

Muted sounds of footsteps on snow, Xia Feng stepped out from beneath the light protection, while the surrounding withered hands ignored his presence and continued to attack the defense light web.

Standing at a high point, he looked down,

Below the endlessly gleaming white snow slope, countless headless corpses had now climbed out, densely packed.

To call them human corpses wasn’t exactly accurate either; those skinny and rigid dry corpses more closely resembled hybrids of humans and dragons.

They had human-like bodies, but the ominous bone spurs jutting from their backs, the sharp and strong dragon claws that marked their sinewy limbs, and the flesh-colored wings riddled with deformed blood streaks all betrayed their ’dragon’ features.

But as much as they bore these features, they lacked any semblance of Dragon Clan aesthetics.

They seemed more like aberrations, an amalgamation morphed from other creatures.

One by one, their flesh wings fluttered, the grotesque Blood Eyes on the wings dense and innumerable, thousands upon thousands of them raising their gaze towards Xia Feng, filled with malice.

In the depths of his being, Xia Feng had a feeling that this Snow Plain Consciousness was longing for him, eager to assimilate and merge with him, beguiling his spirit, as if telling him: if the Evil Demon acquired the ability of the Snow Plain Consciousness, it would become invincible in this world, uniting all gods!

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The chant of Buddha merged harmoniously with the evil sounds at this moment, like a holy and compassionate melody embracing his consciousness, soothing his soul, Xia Feng’s thoughts became chaotic, and the resolute determination in his black pupil began to fade, with streaks of red light spilling from the corners of his eyes.