I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 827 - 827: 795. What I want is poison.

However, Xia Feng was not very surprised.

After all, if he could sense the other through the bloodline, the other could naturally sense him through the bloodline as well.

Not even the Bronze Mask could block it.

"So, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, is there any important matter in revealing my identity now?" Xia Feng asked with a smile.

The woman's snow-white feet brushed the ground, black shadow rings encircling her black anklets, ghostly lines winding around her body, exuding a heavy, oppressive aura of abyssal silence.

She floated slightly above the ground, her body slowly drifting towards Xia Feng.

She stopped her approach at a distance of two meters.

Xia Feng felt a very powerful repelling force, pressing against his face, causing him to instinctively step back half a step.

At the same time, an inexplicable murderous intent boiling in his blood became more intense, and his desire to fight was at its peak!

His black pupils faintly flashed red.

Huang Zhaoyue frowned slightly, forcibly suppressing the disgust in her heart, and continued to float forward, inch by inch.

One meter ninety... one meter eighty.

When the distance was one and a half meters, she felt she couldn't hold back her murderous intent any longer and stopped, speaking indifferently:

"Xia Feng, do you recognize this king?"

"?"

It's needless to say, who doesn't know your famous name.

However, Xia Feng quickly realized that this one might be referring to bloodline.

Abyss Bloodline!

Regarding the bloodline, Xia Feng had already speculated.

A long time ago, Evil Dragon Miss had explained it to him.

Dragon Gods are different from Star Gods; most Star Gods are of the Human Race, who through cultivation hone themselves, condense their divine, and thus rise among the gods. Dragon Gods and Dragon Kings were born in the Tai Chu, without father or mother, existing since ancient times, born as gods.

There were two Dragon Gods born since Tai Chu, namely the Pale Empress and the Abyss Emperor He, thus extending two divine veins, the Pale Dragon Clan and the Abyss Dragon Clan.

These two divine veins continued not through offspring but through faith.

In the glorious era of gods, every Dragon King, young dragon, or Dragon Descendant who believed in the Dragon God had the chance to receive the grace of the Dragon God, blessed with Divine Blood, becoming part of the Dragon God Clan.

The bloodline within Huang Zhaoyue's body obviously originated from the Abyss Emperor He, sharing the same rank as the Pale Bloodline.

But for some reason, even though they were both of the Dragon Clan, these two divine veins seemed to be in opposition, with the hostility deeply imprinted into the bloodline.

Animosity so intense that they desired nothing but to kill each other upon meeting.

Additionally, the fox once said that the Pale Empress was sealed in the World Tree, while the Abyss Emperor He was sealed beneath the Qitian Sacred Mountain.

Therefore, Xia Feng guessed that Huang Zhaoyue, much like him, stumbled upon the Dragon God's Sealed Land, thereby obtaining the Dragon God Bloodline in an era where the Dragon Clan was nearly extinct.

"So, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, where did your Abyss Bloodline come from? Could it be that you have been to Qitian Sacred Mountain?" Xia Feng pondered.

Huang Zhaoyue was momentarily stunned and then shook her head.

"You've never been?" Xia Feng wondered, "Then where did the Abyss Bloodline come from?"

She narrowed her fox gray eyes slightly: "That is not something you need to know."

"But since you understand about bloodlines, this king will save some breath."

As she spoke, she casually waved her hand, and ten flaming red stones appeared in the air.

In an eerie, cold tone, her voice commanded: "Ten Ember Stones for half of your Dragon Spirit Blood."

Xia Feng had a large amount of Pale Dragon Spirit Blood fused with his soul, transforming his soul towards that of a Dragon Descendant, so in a way, this thing was essentially his soul itself.

To ask for half of it was no different than asking for Xia Feng's life.

But Xia Feng was more perplexed as to why,

"The Pale Dragon Spirit Blood is nothing but poison to you; why do you want it?"

"This king requires this poison." Huang Zhaoyue's expression was cold.

Xia Feng was taken aback, looking at her gradually stabilized half body, and came to a sudden realization.

Earlier, Huang Zhaoyue had swallowed an Abyss Bone Flower in front of Huang Yie for repairing and stabilizing her bloodline.

But judging by her attitude, it was clear she was not willing to repair her bloodline.

Or rather, she was unwilling to undergo the formal wedding with Huang Shikai after her bloodline stabilized.

Therefore, she had to find ways to delay or prevent her bloodline from stabilizing.

But what does that have to do with me? Xia Feng's eyelid twitched; the ten Ember Stones are just trying to buy half my life, wishful thinking!

Seeing Xia Feng silent, Huang Zhaoyue already understood that this man still hadn't recognized the situation, rejecting her friendly offer.

"Buzz—"

The reproachful aura spread out from the center of black and white shadows, without warning, a sudden murderous intent erupted!

Xia Feng's eyelids twitched violently, his scalp went numb, dear heavens, my silence meant I wanted you to add more, how did it turn into a fight all of a sudden!

"Boom—!" Xia Feng couldn't react in time, vomited fresh blood, and like Huang Shikai before him, was shot out like an arrow from the bowstring.

He followed the terrifying force and fled into the Holy Knight Space.

But just as he entered the space, the entire space shattered like a glass cup smashed against the ground—

"Boom!!"

At the center of the cave appeared a circular pit, the man in the black robe was deeply embedded in it in a large shape, and the Black Spade mask on his face was trembling unstably, on the verge of dispersing.

Huang Zhaoyue gazed indifferently, not moving a single step from start to finish.

In fact,

initially, according to her plan, she intended to find an opportunity to meet the Tianwu Empress.

After all, according to intelligence she had secretly gathered over thousands of years, the Tianwu Empress was the only known Pale Dragon Descendant in the world.

But with Texius guarding the Apocalypse Temple outside, and under Huang Yie's surveillance, secretly meeting the Empress was as hard as climbing to the skies.

So she had a backup plan; if she couldn't meet the Tianwu Empress, she would have to go to the Empire's border, the Evil Dragon Forest in Area Fifty-One, and try her luck.

See if she could enter the legendary World Tree Realm.

But even if she found the World Tree, it was uncertain whether the Pale Dragon God would awaken, and even if awakened, whether it would help her with her adversarial bloodline was also uncertain.

So, the success probabilities of both methods were both very low.

However, perhaps it was the bloodline's favor.

When she was just at a loss, she unexpectedly encountered a strange man while helping the Angel Right Wing in the Black Moon Court.

This man named Xia Feng.

He actually possessed the Pale Bloodline!

Though not yet reaching the level of a Dragon Descendant, the presence that caused her such intense disgust and murderous intent could not have a low bloodline density.

Unfortunately, at the Black Moon Court, Xia Feng seemed to be taken away by the Black Moon Pope using the Moon Time Divine Domain, disappearing without a trace.

She had no choice but to first enter the Sumeru Throne, planning to delay the wedding after exiting the Sumeru Realm, while using the Dragon Clan Spirit Clothes to search for this man's location.

But...

The Abyss Bloodline likely truly contained Heavenly Destiny's favor, as this man was actually the possessor of the Sumeru Ninth Rank, appearing in the Sumeru Battle.

Huang Zhaoyue leisurely arrived at the edge of the pit, looking down to the bottom of the pit.

Xia Feng was in extreme pain, unable to move, only able to raise his gaze.

The woman had a stunningly beautiful face, yet her eyes were devoid of emotion, gray and desolate, cold as solid ice.

Her voice was aloof and indifferent: "Ten pieces of Ember Stone, in exchange for half of your Dragon Spirit Blood, Xia Feng."