I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

The Season Envoys are so named because they must learn a series of Spiritual Clothes called "Four Seasons."

In the series, there are a total of 24 Spiritual Clothes, each corresponding to one of the twenty-four solar terms.

The dazzling star formation depicting the faint greenish lightning was none other than—

"Four Seasons·Start of Spring"

It possessed the powerful ability to amplify the Spiritual Clothes, continuously doubling their potency. As long as the Season Envoys had sufficient spiritual quantity and spiritual power, and their coordination was perfectly in sync, the amplified power could multiply indefinitely, without an upper limit in theory.

Of course, although there's theoretically no limit, doubling the power was already incredibly strong.

The Start of Spring rite amplified Shiva's Heavenly Form by roughly 60%, nearly doubling its stature. When it wielded its giant axe, wrapped in world-ending lightning, even the True Martial Strong People couldn't withstand such might!

Boom!!

Thunder cracked from the clear sky.

Crack, crack—like an earth dragon overturning, the vast and jagged surface of the volcano partly collapsed abruptly, partly erupted in a roar, and from it sprouted countless dense fissures.

Red lava churned within the fissures, boiling, exploding, as if an angry dragon of fire, ready to burst forth at any moment.

Beneath the thunderclouds,

Pang Xize's indifferent eyes surveyed the scene on the volcano but found not a corpse of the K-faced person, only faint remnants of spatial rifts.

Had he retreated into the gun's space again? Pang Xize furrowed his brow in frustration. But how could this be?

He knew that even with the massive support of the Artifact Disaster, Miss Evil could maintain the Different Space for only 10 seconds.

Those 10 seconds had already been used up by the K-faced person.

"Master, this human could enable my promotion to A rank..." Miss Evil's previous telepathic message echoed once more. Pang Xize's pupils dilated—could he truly be promoted to an A?!

Although he found the ludicrous idea difficult to believe, Miss Evil wouldn't make an error in judgment, nor would she deceive him.

If that's the case... then actually, it might be good news! Pang Xize suddenly felt that things weren't so bad...

If letting Miss Evil take a ride on that K-faced person would allow for a rank advancement, well, it wasn't out of the question...

After all, the Spiritual Artifact was ultimately his. It was just that Miss Evil's first time wouldn't be with him... Pang Xize consoled himself with this thought, his expression growing ever darker.

No, he couldn't stand it any longer. Once he caught Xia Feng, he was determined to make that brat taste the same humiliation he felt.

Yes, he had guessed the K-faced person's identity.

With the ability to copy Spiritual Artifacts, he couldn't think of anyone but Xia Feng!

Although it was unlikely for Xia Feng to become so formidable, he had an intuition that the scoundrel was undoubtedly Xia Feng.

In a fleeting thought, Pang Xize once again controlled Shiva's Heavenly Form to raise its giant axe, gathering thunder, his mocking gaze quietly fixed on the spot where Xia Feng disappeared.

The Different Space couldn't be moved. Since Xia Feng had entered again, he could simply charge up and wait. The moment that punk stepped out, it would be his end.

"Stop—human, cease your actions. I can move myself!"

Miss Evil's trembling voice groaned in irritation, halting Xia Feng from using the whip, starting to rush towards the high sky instead.

After the promotion to A, the cooldown of the Different Space was reset, and not only could it last for 20 seconds, but it could also move at high speed.

As long as there was enough spiritual quantity.

Xia Feng rode his horse into the sky, one meter behind Pang Xize.

In fact, even the Holy Knight Space wasn't invincible; as long as the target could use a space attribute A-level Spiritual Clothes or Spiritual Artifact, this Different Space still had a high risk of exposure.

But clearly, Pang Xize could not.

Xia Feng's body was covered with a gilded stream of armor. As the Spiritual Prohibition silver coin was tossed and fell, gathering a boost of Spiritual Particles from the front, with a thought, a dark golden longbow appeared in his left hand, and a dark hunting shotgun appeared in the right.

After loading the Ten-Dragon Cannon onto the Superlimit Holy Bow, Xia Feng pulled the bowstring with his middle and ring fingers, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

The terrifying azure Spiritual Flow converged at the muzzle of the hunting gun and along the midline of the Holy Bow, taking aim at the back of Pang Xize's head just one meter away.

The Superlimit Holy Bow was one of the abilities of the Nash Saintly Armor, evolved from the Elf Holy Bow.

It could enhance any external manifestation of 'line-shaped' Spiritual Clothes or Spiritual Artifact abilities by 500% to 700%. Moreover, the 'arrows' fired from the Holy Bow had the ability to leap through space, with a 100% hit rate, unless they were powerfully destroyed.

Both the Holy Bow and the Ten-Dragon Cannon were Spiritual Artifacts that needed to charge, which worked well together, producing significant effects.

Gathering four dragons in the Ten-Dragon Cannon could deal a severe blow to an unguarded True Martial Strong Person, while six dragons could forcibly break through the defense of a True Martial A-level Spiritual Clothes.

Xia Feng's current Spiritual Pressure was Fourth Rank, and although his spiritual quantity was significantly higher than others of the same rank, he could at most gather four dragons.

However, with the various auxiliary Spiritual Artifacts from the Mind Domain, he could gather five dragons, and with a 700% boost from the Holy Bow, he could achieve the power of six dragons.

Converging—ceaselessly converging—along the midline of the bow and arrow, the muzzle's blue light grew more frenzied, like two agile little dragons intertwining within the spherical azure radiance, gradually forming three, four...

Pang Xize sneered as he overlooked the ground, quietly waiting, blissfully unaware of the hunting gun aimed squarely at the back of his head.

Yin Shi, who had been silently observing the battle, was now attentively surveying the scene on the ground.

It must be said that this "K-surface man" had given him too many surprises, actually achieving this level.

It seemed he would have to add him to Apocalypse's priority watchlist.

Mu Qingtong, too, had yet to take action because through the Eye of Decompilation, she clearly saw Mr. Xia and that mare's location.

Mr. Xia's Spiritual Artifact abilities were indeed powerful, and now, just with a combination of Spiritual Artifacts, he could pose a lethal threat to True Martial Strong People.

In the future, Mr. Xia's A-level Spiritual Artifacts would only increase, leading to an even more terrifying strength.

Nearly 15 seconds passed, and Pang Xize's eyes narrowed. It seemed Miss Evil had indeed grown much stronger after becoming an A-level Spiritual Artifact, able to maintain for such a long duration.

"Master."

But at that moment, a resolute and shivering call from Miss Evil echoed in his mind, "Behind you! Uh~~ah!!!" Like a scream from being whipped in punishment, gasping and gritting her teeth, "This guy is behind you!"

But it was already too late, as soon as Miss Evil managed to break through the blockade to convey her thoughts, it meant the arrow had already been loosed, tearing through the spatial barrier!

Pang Xize's heart chilled, but he had no time to react; six entwined blue dragons shattered and tore through the void, emitting a terrifying roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

The dragon heads smashed into Shiva's Heavenly Form, which couldn't withstand the impact for half a second, exploding into pieces, and the Dragon Roar unobstructed directly engulfed both Pang Xize's head and body.

In a dazzling flow of light, the tall and corpulent man was left only as a silhouette of black lines, mouth agape in a silent scream of agony.

Whoosh—soon, as the light flow faded, a hoarse roar filled with endless fear resounded through heaven and earth, "Yin Shi, how much longer will you just watch!"

What remained of the flesh and bones of a human shell faltered in the air, and a faintly distorted Spiritual Body ascended, with a fierce and twisted expression.

"Let that be enough."

Suddenly, a dark green light barrier quietly encircled to protect Pang Xize, and the Wolf-tail Knight slowly emerged from the dust.

"This person is a major criminal sought by Apocalypse, sir. You do not have the authority to execute him."