I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 540 - 508. Tang’s

[Mu Qingtong killed a solitary man and absorbed the ’Blood Droplet’ he was holding, slightly increasing your Spiritual Pressure density.]

Blood Droplet, what is this? Xia Feng wondered in his heart.

With just this information, he still couldn’t determine Miss Mu’s location.

Fortunately, new information soon emerged.

[On her way to find the A-class Spiritual Clothes·Blood Spirit Mechanism, Mu Qingtong unexpectedly encountered Ye Li Kong and the Justice Saint Heir fighting over the ’Divine Chest’.

Due to Ye Li Kong’s abilities, she almost exposed her true self, but fortunately, at the last moment, she further improved the effects of the Bronze Mask, faintly forming the embryonic shape of A-class Spiritual Clothes, further enhancing your understanding of the Bronze Mask.]

Fighting over the Divine Chest? Xia Feng thought, knowing that Ye Li Kong and the Justice Saint Heir’s purpose to enter the Beiqiu Abyss was to find clues about the Holy Relics.

Then this so-called Divine Chest might contain what they were looking for.

However, this had little to do with Xia Feng.

He didn’t care about the Holy Relics; even if obtaining it could enable one to inherit the Divine Position of the Three Saint Star Gods, the battle for such supreme treasures was not something at his level to participate in.

Currently, it was merely a clue to the Holy Relics; hence, various forces hadn’t gone to full war but sent Venerable level experts here first.

Certaintly, when the Holy Relics eventually appeared, it would surely attract higher entities to peek or even make a move, and Xia Feng couldn’t even imagine what kind of massive upheaval that would cause.

"Thud thud!!"

Just then, Xia Feng faintly heard a dull roaring sound coming from ahead.

He looked up in confusion.

Unlike the pitch-black abyss, devoid of any light,

this so-called Blood Cave in the void space harbored faint light, but it was all crimson light.

The entire world seemed enveloped in a layer of blurry, light red filter, with pillars resembling blood vessels and capillaries crisscrossing and spanning across the void.

Xia Feng weaved through these blood-vessel-like intersecting spaces, even able to hear faint throbbing sounds.

This oddly gave him the surreal illusion that he was an ant, crawling within a giant heart, carefully navigating between densely packed bloodlines.

"Thud!"

Another loud noise, and Xia Feng leapt across these blood vessels, rapidly sweeping towards the source of the sound.

Soon, he saw the scene ahead.

A huge blood furnace, used for refining, suspended between heaven and earth.

The three-legged blood furnace had a rounded body, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with both the pedestal and the lid suspended with cryptic crimson Spiritual Light, and above the lid floated a piece of mysterious Spirit Paper emanating golden light.

Moreover, on the side of this gigantic blood furnace, rising three hundred meters, were two young men dueling.

They were like two Mages blasting each other from a kilometer apart, their bodies shimmering with decomposing and reassembling Spiritual Particles, the dazzling myriad of colors illuminating the entire space.

Ye Li Kong, clad in armor forged from gold, had a majestic face with golden hair draped over his shoulders, his heavy pupils rotating, absorbing all incoming daunting beams into his arms and forehead like vortexes, disappearing in an instant.

From a distance, the Justice Saint Heir, draped in a light golden Priest’s robe, had scales and collars of the robe adorned with symbols of scales that spilled out tendrils of holy light as his domain unfolded.

Seeing this scene, Xia Feng hadn’t even continued to watch the battle for fun,

when he noticed between Ye Li Kong and the Justice Saint Heir, there faintly collided two orbs, one white and one gold, each smaller than the size of a fingertip.

"Zzz—Boom!!!!" It was like Mars colliding with Earth, a towering wave of light tearing through space, obliterating everything.

When the wave of light surged and attacked, Xia Feng felt as if his body had been hit hard. He raised his hand to protect his face and stepped back half a step. His black coat fluttered backward with the wind, burning into numerous charred black holes.

Was this what a Venerable-level duel looked like? Xia Feng clearly perceived the gap between true martial warriors and the Venerable. If his physique had not been extraordinary, he feared even the aftermath could have severely injured him.

While pondering, Xia Feng activated the Eye of Decompilation to observe the battlefield and its surroundings.

The synchronized information mentioned Miss Mu encountering Yeli Kong and the Justice Saint fighting, so upon seeing these two, Xia Feng realized that Miss Mu might be nearby.

At least he wouldn’t have to search anymore.

But who could it be?

Xia Feng looked around and, beside Yeli Kong and the Justice Saint surrounding the massive furnace, noticed ten other figures watching the battle.

The Golden Sparrow prodigy, Jin Jili, feminine in appearance, was pinching prayer beads.

The Element nun, Theresa, wearing a white hood that covered the top half of her face, only revealing a delicate lower jaw.

The bald walker from the Yama Army, Yan Si.

Xia Feng scanned the remaining seven individuals; all prodigy-level figures from factions or armies, seeming unremarkable.

However, one woman caught Xia Feng’s attention.

This woman, plain in appearance and wearing a red cloak, stood coldly and quietly at the very back, seemingly observing the battle while also sizing up the people in front.

Using the Eye of Decompilation, Xia Feng vaguely felt something off about this woman’s appearance; it seemed altered by a disguise.

Yet, the ability to disguise was impressive; the Eye of Decompilation could not completely penetrate her mask to see her true face.

Xia Feng recalled the information Master Yusi had earlier shared about the various prodigies.

The woman in the red cloak was from one of the top seven families within the Empire—the Tang Family—and her name was Tang Ruyan.

Compared to the other six families, the Tang Family had declined somewhat over the years, but had renewed hope in the talented Tang Ruyan.

Still, the deliberate attempt to disguise her face indicated that she might not look this way ordinarily.

Xia Feng furrowed his brow in confusion. So, could she be Miss Mu?

Tang Ruyan seemed to notice his gaze, raised her eyes to look at him, but only glanced briefly before she returned to watching the battle.

Seeing this, Xia Feng couldn’t figure out if this woman was Miss Mu or not.

Or perhaps, Miss Mu hadn’t recognized him? Xia Feng thought it very possible.

After all, he was currently wearing a fox mask given to him by Jiang Qiue, a Divine Relic that strongly protected against prying eyes, and coupled with the disguise of the Bronze Mask, even Miss Mu, with her high spiritual power, might not have seen through his disguise.

Thinking this, Xia Feng secretly removed the Bronze Mask and looked again at the woman suspected to be Miss Mu.

Still, Tang Ruyan had no reaction.

Strange... Xia Feng mumbled to himself, preparing to step towards the area where the prodigies were, when a faint, ghostly voice suddenly sounded next to his ear:

"I am standing five centimeters behind Xia Feng."

It seemed to come from an infinitely distant place, carrying a clear and sacred echo of the Law. Goosebumps rose on Xia Feng’s scalp as he instantly sensed that unknowingly, a woman had appeared behind him.

The woman’s sudden appearance was abrupt, overlooking him from above, her full curves pressing directly against his ears.

Xia Feng stepped forward, and the soft, delicate hand resting lightly on his shoulder held him—a light touch, yet bearing an immense terror that immobilized him.