Chapter 111: Touch of the Evil Spirit
When the fourth golden wave swept through, the world resonated with a grand bell that awakened the spirits, as if heralding the arrival of the Supreme Being—all living beings were meant to bow their heads and praise His name.
"Ugh—" Xia Feng groaned, unable to hold on any longer. He collapsed forward, his face pressing against the slender neck of the woman seated upon the throne, his body falling limply into Her arms.
At that moment, the woman's eyelids trembled—then suddenly, her eyes opened.
A pair of sacred, pale vertical pupils gazed out with indifference, Her eyelids slightly lowered as if looking down upon the world.
Dong—
The second bell tolled.
Flowers and plants across the entire sealed land began to grow wildly, bursting into radiant bloom. The leaves of the World Tree, stretching across the heavens, swayed gently, rustling as though offering blessings and celebration for the Supreme Being's rebirth.
The sky stirred with an invisible rhythm, a sound like nature itself, instilling in every living being a solemn reverence that transcended the mortal realm.
Simultaneously, raindrops shimmering with golden light began to fall. Within a hundred meters of the throne, the sky, the earth, the vegetation, and all living beings were bathed in this golden rain.
This was the Divine Rain.
It was said that when a god of a certain stature awoke after slumbering for ten thousand years, the heavens and earth would rejoice in their return, giving rise to this phenomenon. This was also the primary reason why the Dragon God's revival would draw the attention of gods beyond this realm.
However, the Summoning Spirit Wood could suppress the Divine Rain to some extent, preventing its range from expanding too far.
Though the Divine Rain did not possess the miraculous power to raise the dead, it could still regenerate flesh and bone. Beyond that, it could also enhance a spirit master's comprehension, heal disabilities, and even mend ailments such as soul damage.
Xia Feng, who had collapsed weakly into the Dragon God's embrace, was also bathed in the Divine Rain. His previously drained mental state was swept away in an instant—his eyes flew open, his dark pupils gleaming with renewed vitality.
But this was not the end. He could feel it clearly—his Evil Demon Heart was repairing itself at a frantic, rocket-like pace.
"I—I'm dreaming?!" Xia Feng was stunned.
[0.01004%]
[0.01444%]
[0.59444%]
[0.99444%]
[Heart of the Evil Restoration Progress: 1.30004%]
1%? Xia Feng was shocked. Back when he was at 0.01%, he had obtained the Shadow of the Blood Beast. He had assumed it would take decades, if not centuries, to reach even 1%.
Yet he never expected that awakening the Evil Dragon would grant him such a benefit.
[Reached 1%, activating second-tier demonic power: Touch of the Evil Spirit]
[Effect: Absorbed Evil Spirit Liquid can now be converted into one's own mental energy. Daily conversion limit equals the daily absorption limit of Evil Power.]
Just as Xia Feng was exhilarated by this revelation—
Anubis and Gongsun Ze were retreating slowly, their faces twisted in terror. They had no mind to enjoy the Divine Rain, for the newly awakened Dragon God's pale vertical pupils had shifted—locking onto them with chilling precision.
The woman on the throne seemed momentarily dazed, but then Her gaze sharpened into something cold and merciless. Her crimson lips parted slightly as She spoke:
"Evil Race."
"You shall die."
Her voice was icy, carrying the weight of divine decree. As the word "die" fell, all the elements between heaven and earth stirred—like subjects bowing to their sovereign—erupting into a solemn, desolate roar. It was the death knell of the cosmos, pronouncing judgment upon the enemy.
Anubis's eight pupils abruptly widened, veins bursting as they flooded with blood. He stretched out a trembling hand toward the throne, his voice a horrified plea:
"Dragon God!! No—!"
The giant screamed in agony. He could feel the Evil Power and divinity within his body collapsing, tearing apart, annihilating one another.
Bang—
A soft sound.
The ten-meter-tall body of the god exploded into a mist of blood and dissipating aura.
Thud! Thud!
Only a massive head remained, rolling across the ground before rapidly shrinking to the size of a human's. The eight eyes within were hollow, devoid of light.
RumbleRumble—
The head of the Evil God rolled to a stop at Gongsun Ze's feet. Foul liquid dripped down his trembling legs before—
Plop!
He threw himself to the ground, forehead slamming against the earth as he begged in a quaking voice:
"Dragon God! I—I had nothing to do with this Evil God! It was Anubis! Anubis forced me to be his agent!"
Gongsun Ze was drowning in regret and despair. He had only been trying to summon a spirit—how could he have possibly summoned such a terrifying deity?!
"I am human, Dragon God! I—"
Bang!
Gongsun Ze's pleas for mercy were abruptly cut short as his body exploded into a mist of blood, scattering into nothingness.
Only his head remained, hitting the ground with a dull thud. The lifeless pupils within still held traces of endless resentment and terror.
Silence reclaimed the world.
The woman on the throne gazed down impassively before slowly lowering Her eyes to the unconscious man cradled in Her arms.
Her slender hand, half-covered in pale dragon scales, rose to grip Xia Feng's chin, tilting his face upward as Her divine vertical pupils studied him with detached scrutiny.
Xia Feng's eyes remained closed, his body limp—feigning unconsciousness.
But the next instant, he felt his eyelids being forcibly lifted. His dark pupils locked helplessly onto the pale slitted irises looming above him.
His breath hitched. His scalp prickled.
Those half-demonic, half-divine eyes regarded him coldly.
"Human. You awakened me?"
Me? Xia Feng hadn't heard that archaic self-address in centuries.
Suppressing his instinctive dread of the divine, he gave a slight nod. Just as he opened his mouth to speak—
The Dragon God's pupils abruptly narrowed.
In one swift motion, She yanked Xia Feng upright and hurled him into the air.
The three women beside the throne were also flung upward, weightless.
Simultaneously, a terrifying black mist erupted from the Dragon God's body—coiling like countless venomous serpents—before lashing violently at Her own brow.
A faint frown creased Her features. Pain?
BOOM—
The evil mist surged wildly, spreading like a plague across the entire sealed land.
"This place is dangerous. Leave."
The command was absolute. Before Xia Feng could utter a word, his vision blurred—
—and he was ejected.
Clutching his spinning head, he blinked in disorientation. He was back in the Mijia Disaster Realm.
Mu Qingtong and the other two women had also been thrown out, along with the severed heads of Anubis and Gongsun Ze.
Boom! Boom!
Before Xia Feng could react, the entire realm convulsed violently.
With Anubis's descent and his devouring of the Mijia Evil Beast, the disaster realm had lost its anchor—now collapsing in on itself.
Xia Feng's expression darkened. He swiftly donned the Spade Man's attire, then leaned over to undo the soul-sealing spell on Mu Qingtong.
"Hah—!"
Mu Qingtong jerked upright, gasping. Color gradually returned to her pallid cheeks as she sucked in deep breaths.
Her golden eyes darted around in confusion, landing first on Gongsun Ze's despair-frozen head, then on the eight-eyed skull of the Evil God.
"…?"
A question mark materialized above her brow. She turned to Xia Feng.
"You did this?"
"No time to explain."
After dissolving Gongsun Ze's head with the Blood Beast's power, Xia Feng pointed to the lifeless corpse left behind by the Vermilion Bird Armor.
"Ms. Mu. Control my corpse and play my role."
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Mu Qingtong had the distinct feeling she'd become Xia Feng's personal tool—ordered around without explanation.
Her golden eyes narrowed. Once we're out, she vowed, I'm absolutely going to beat this guy senseless.
A cross symbol flickered in her pupils.
The corpse on the ground twitched—then its eyes flew open.
Within the sockets, a light-gold sigil (inked at its core) shimmered before morphing into ordinary dark irises.
(End of Chapter)