I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 354 - 329. Childish!

Witch Island was enveloped in thick Purple Mist, looking like a purple planet.

From outside the planet, endless azure sea currents stretched out.

At this time, there were over a hundred ships in the sea, completely blockading the island.

After a chaotic battle, the five forces finally reached a ceasefire agreement, but no one left, nor did they intend to enter Witch Island.

Even Yin Shi was not prepared to enter Witch Island but instead found a position that allowed observation of the entire situation, quietly waiting.

The Witch Disaster Realm possessed a Rule-level Spirit Prohibition Force Field, where Venerables who entered would have their Spiritual Pressure forcibly suppressed by one to two levels.

Furthermore, the inherently bizarre contagiousness of the Witch Disaster Realm also meant a high mortality rate for Venerables who entered.

Yin Shi was not prepared to take that risk.

Neither were Goddess Hall or Golden Sparrow.

Now that Witch Island was ensnared by Black Moon Church's spatial sealing Array, no one inside could use any means of spatial transmission to leave the island.

To leave the island, the only way was to ascend and enter Eternal Flow Sea.

Thus, they just needed to wait outside the island, as anyone preparing to leave the island would have no escape.

"Really, why can't the Saint Heir just let himself be caught by us easily?"

In the main cabin of the Goddess Fleet, a dozen people, both men and women, sat on either side of the enshrouded long table.

At the end of the long table, a pink-haired woman with long legs crossed sat leaning back, her right hand lazily propping up her chin, while her left hand's fingertips flicked a coin up and down.

"Your grace, what do you think the Saint Heir is really thinking?"

On the right side of the long table, a middle-aged man pushed his glasses up, his voice filled with uncertainty, "I heard that previously a squad went to Area 51 to pick up the Saint Heir, but he escaped in advance. It seems that our lord is not very keen on accepting the coronation from the Goddess."

As the middle-aged man spoke, someone else spoke up: "To be honest, I still don't understand the Goddess's criteria for choosing a Saint Heir."

"Criteria? Heh~ I guess it's the ability to cause trouble." A man chuckled lightly, "To be targeted for assassination by so many forces simultaneously, I wonder what grievous deeds this person has done to arouse such universal wrath."

"Tsk~ That said, he does seem well-suited to join our Burning Heaven Temple."

"That's enough, shut up."

The pink-haired woman caught the coin in the air and glanced at the others, "Stay alert for Golden Sparrow and Yin Shi. Our goal is to capture the Saint Heir, but their goal is to kill him, and I bet they won't easily give up."

"But your grace, to be honest, I doubt whether the Saint Heir can even survive to leave Witch Island."

The middle-aged man shook his head, "According to information I got from Burning Heaven Sect, several Venerables have died on Witch Island historically, making it extremely dangerous."

"General transmission."

At this moment, a girl with watermelon haircut wearing headphones raised her head, "The transmission says that Burning Heaven Sect's people are on a mission on Witch Island, and if needed, we can contact them."

"Burning Heaven Sect, what are they doing on Witch Island?"

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The watermelon haircut girl spoke gravely: "According to the message, there is a hidden treasure on Witch Island, which is why countless people have attempted to land on the island over thousands of years. Burning Heaven Sect's goal is to obtain the Divine Relic from the treasure, the 'Witch's Key'."

"What use is the Witch's Key?"

"The transmission didn't say, only that it's a Pure Blue Level Divine Relic, and if necessary, we must assist Burning Heaven Sect in securing the artifact."

Although Divine Relics are rare and come in various forms, resulting in vastly different functions, they also have a general classification: Green, Pure Blue, Epic, Legend.

The majority of Divine Relics are Green Level.

Of course, in truth, there is another level below Green named 'White Name Level',

but White Name Level Divine Relics have practically all perished and disappeared over tens of thousands of years of history, becoming even rarer than Green and Pure Blue, thus being delisted and generally classified as Green Level artifacts.

"Witch's Key, huh..."

After hearing the girl's explanation, the pink-haired woman furrowed her slender eyebrows and was not pleased by the fact that the Burning Heaven Sect was also on Witch Island.

Burning Heaven Sect and Goddess Hall were both part of the Burning Heaven Temple, but their relationship was far from amiable.

If those lunatics from the Burning Heaven Sect found out where the Saint Heir was, they might secretly make a move and kill him.

"Tch, what a pain."

The pink-haired woman narrowed her phoenix eyes and muttered under her breath, "Mr. Saint Heir who's good at running away, let's hope you don't run into those crazies and manage to escape once again."

...

Xia Feng hadn't run into the Burning Heaven Sect, but at this moment, he was indeed completely trapped.

Damn Black Moon Church, nothing good ever comes from encountering these people, Xia Feng noted down another grievance against the Black Moon Church in his little notebook.

He decided, whenever he got the chance, he must make a trip to the headquarters of the Black Moon Church and just confiscate all their Spiritual Artifacts!

While thinking this, Xia Feng concentrated and stared ahead.

At this time, he, Mu Qingtong, and Yue Hongli were standing back to back, watching in front of them.

There were about sixteen witches surrounding them.

They were covering their eyes with their hands, standing scattered in the dim purple mist, forming a circle with a hints of smiles at the corners of their mouths.

These witches seemed to possess a certain intelligence; they only left behind sixteen, with the remaining eighty continuing the pursuit of the Black Moon Church.

But even with just sixteen, it was enough to keep Xia Feng and his companions trapped here.

Even if Yue Hongli tried to see from a distance, it was useless; the witches stood too far apart with the purple mist obscuring the view, and the lighting was very dim and fuzzy.

It was impossible to find an angle for Yue Hongli to take all the witches into her field of vision.

In the end, they had no choice but to stand back to back so that they could cover the full 360° angle securely and steadily, ensuring that no witch was left unaccounted for.

Fortunately, the Crying Witch had a weakness,

Their teleportation was in a straight line, and if there was another witch in front of them, they couldn't teleport past their kin.

This was probably the reason they chose to leave behind sixteen witches; sixteen were enough to form an inescapable circle.

Any more would be a waste.

This showed that the witches indeed had some level of intelligence.

"Looks like we're going to have a love suicide on this island."

Xia Feng sighed, "But really, it's not too bad, quite romantic don't you think, Miss Mu?"

Mu Qingtong: "?"

"Mr. Xia, do you have some misunderstanding about romance?"

"Romance is, lovers dying together in old age, which fits our situation right now," Xia Feng said with a slight smile. "Little Li, do you think I'm right?"

Yue Hongli nodded earnestly: "Mmm, the master is always right!"

"2 to 1! Miss Mu, I win."

Mu Qingtong was somewhat exasperated and muttered quietly, "Childish."

But then as if she thought of something, her delicate eyebrows lifted slightly, "Lovers in love? Mr. Xia, are you admitting that you have feelings for me?"

"Ah?"

Xia Feng was taken aback, his tone somewhat surprised, "I was talking about me and Little Li, Miss Mu, I find you quite narcissistic~ even self-inserting~"

"..." Mu Qingtong pursed her lips, "Childish!"