I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Xia Feng felt the world before his eyes darken and then brighten, and the scenery around him suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, he found himself not aboard the Goddess Warship but standing on a deserted Cloud Platform.

A Cloud Platform, as an accumulation of materials in the Eternal Flow Sea, was practically uninhabited and desolate before it formed into a large island.

However, at this moment, about ten figures in black robes and Golden Eye Masks stood at the center of the Cloud Platform.

Upon seeing Ye Lin arrive, these figures bowed respectfully and said in a deep voice, "Master."

The woman with pink hair nodded slightly and turned her head towards Xia Feng.

The individuals in Golden Eye Masks glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and then all knelt down together and said in a deep voice, "We welcome the return of the Saint Heir to our cult!"

Xia Feng: "..."

Indeed, there was a distinct cult-like scent about them. With his hands behind his back, he smiled slightly, "Very well, as your Saint Heir, I command you to all commit suicide immediately, without error!"

Everyone: "..."

"My friends, it seems our Saint Heir has quite a sense of humor~" After scoffing, the pink-haired woman grabbed Xia Feng by the back of his neck and flew towards the center of the Cloud Platform to the Space Gate.

"No, pink-haired woman, is this how you treat this Saint Heir?"

Xia Feng's Spiritual Pressure was sealed by the pink-haired woman, and his hands and feet were shackled.

He felt as though he was not returning as the grand Saint Heir of the Holy Sect but rather as a traitor being dragged back for execution by a righteous sect.

What a terrible treatment!

"Saint Heir, my name is Ye Lin, and considering our ages, you may call me Aunt Ye."

"Alright, little Ye."

Xia Feng smiled and asked, "Are you planning to take me back to Burning Heaven Island now?"

The pink-haired woman glared at him. If it weren't for the Goddess's ambiguous attitude towards the Saint Heir, she would have beaten this irritating creature into a pig's head long ago.

"Rest assured, Saint Heir, taking you back to Burning Heaven Island will happen sooner or later, but for now, we need to stay in Zone 41 for a while."

Ye Lin, holding Xia Feng, entered directly into the Space Gate.

The route taken by this group surprised Xia Feng, as the Space Gate actually connected to the mainland of Zone 41.

The Space Gate was located in the middle of a forest; the group quickly traversed the forest, and as they approached the boundaries of the city, mournful wails gradually began to rise.

Xia Feng looked towards the sound, but unfortunately, since his Spiritual Pressure was sealed and he couldn't use the Eye of Decompilation, he couldn't see any visuals.

However, as the black-robed individuals leaped and dashed across rooftops, Xia Feng, carried by the pink-haired woman, could clearly see the hellish landscape of this city.

The sky was covered in grey, thunder roared, and torrential rain like waterfalls submerged the city streets, turning them into rivers and blood-red streams with densely packed pale corpses floating, each with eyes wide open in death.

Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed slightly, puzzled, he asked, "Where... is this?"

"Zone 41, Helian City," Ye Lin replied softly.

Helian City?

Xia Feng was slightly startled; they had directly come here?

According to the information he had received in White Emperor City,

The Lidong Army had been secretly transporting Origin Water collected on White Emperor Island to 'Zone 41 Helian City, East Victory Fortress' over the past thirty years.

An old soldier from White Emperor City—Li Zaisi had also asked Xia Feng to look after his daughter if he could find her in Zone 41.

Thus, over the past few months, his destination had been Helian City.

He had thought that even entering the customs of Zone 41 would require some effort, but he hadn't expected to be directly brought in by the people from the Goddess Hall.

It was just not the right time; the city appeared to be undergoing a terrifying mass slaughter.

From the sights along the way,

Xia Feng roughly inferred that not the entire city was being slaughtered but only about a dozen consecutive streets were blocked within a grey domain, where the civilians were being massacred.

After all, Helian City was a mega-city with a population of thirty million; slaughtering so many people was not an easy task.

But even just these dozen or so streets held a population of approximately a million!

Screaming, crying, pleading, and wailing filled the air!

This made Xia Feng involuntarily recall the time back in Zone 51 when Blood Evil Street had been invaded by the forces of Evil from the Grey Realm.

It seemed that this place had encountered the same situation, having been invaded by the forces of the Cult.

"Which bastard force is slaughtering this city?" Xia Feng asked again.

"It's us, Saint Heir."

Ye Lin casually replied, taking out a compass and said in a grave tone, "Target - Che Yinyou, display his location."

As her words ended, a 3D image lit up on the compass.

In the image, about twenty people appeared, their faces struck with panic as they stumbled and fled towards them.

Behind them followed a young man with grey hair, the Blood Eye symbol flickering between his brows, casually strolling, and with each step, he covered a distance of over ten meters.

He twirled a silver pistol in his hand, his lips curved into a semblance of a smile, "Ah~, didn't I say no running? Why are you little mice so disobedient?"

"Bang—"

A high school girl wearing a school uniform had a bullet hole appear on her forehead, and as her dark hair fluttered, she slowly fell to the ground.

"Sis!!" A furious roar rose simultaneously.

Not far away, a little boy, like an enraged young lion, charged headlong toward the grey-haired youth with murderous intent in his eyes.

Tap—the muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead, and the trigger was pulled.

Bang!! The terrifyingly powerful shot blew the boy's head apart, and his headless corpse fell heavily onto his knees in front of the grey-haired youth.

"What a brat, you've dirtied my clothes." The grey-haired young man glanced at the blood on his sleeve and, annoyed, kicked the corpse away.

The headless corpse flew into the air, landing next to the girl's body with a smack.

In front of the two corpses, a woman shakily fell to the ground, her hair disheveled and her face smeared with blood.

She stared blankly at the mutilated bodies of her children, her eyes turning completely red, her body trembling.

The grey-haired young man casually walked up to the family of three, twirling his gun as he crouched down, raising an eyebrow, "Oh my, little beauty~ you dare glare at your brother?"

"Why..." The woman's lips trembled, and she closed her eyes.

"Ha, why else would it be? Haven't you seen everyone reveling in a killing spree? Little beauty, you're lucky, brother here chose you, you'll die a bit slower~"

"I curse your mother!"

The woman was hysterical, her eyes filled with murderous intent, "Helian City is stationed nearby by the Lidong Army! They and the Holy Department won't let you off! You bunch of Cult bastards are dead!"

"Puhahaha~" The grey-haired young man burst out laughing, gasping for breath, "Holy Department? Army? Little beauty, are you joking with me~"

He slapped the woman across the face with the gun barrel, sneering, "Today even if I rape you right here, those idiots from the Military Department discovering it won't seek justice for you, little beauty. Guess why?"

Hearing this, the woman thought of something, and her rage intensified, seemingly grinding her teeth to pieces.

"Psst, psst, psst—are you furious, feel it's unfair? That's right, evil people never receive their retribution; the world is just that crappy!"

With a sinister laugh, the grey-haired young man leisurely stood up, aiming his gun at an old woman who had fallen in a puddle of blood, the woman's mother.

"No!!" As the woman's shriek echoed, continuous gunshots rang out, and the old lady's body was riddled with eighteen bullet holes.

"This world is just so unjust."

The grey-haired young man put down the gun, satisfied, looking down at the woman with a faint smile and in a grave voice, said, "That's why we need great Burning Heaven Believers, to change all this!"

"I change your mother!"

Xia Feng finally couldn't hold back and affectionately cursed his mother.

The grey-haired young man, hearing the sound, looked up and saw a compass rotating in the sky, the image displayed on it.

This compass functioned like a device capable of video calling, connecting the spaces of both parties.

"Ye Lin, my dear sister, did your subordinate just curse at me?" The grey-haired young man spoke lightly, but his gaze gradually turned cold.

"That fricking voice, seriously sister, dear brother, could you talk normally?"

The person wearing the Compass Mask on the image scoffed again, but was silenced by a pink-haired woman holding his head.

"Che Yinyou, go to General Square and meet us there."

After saying this, Ye Lin turned off the compass, not giving the grey-haired young man a chance to speak.