Capítulo 1023: Chapter 991: Cursed Seal
“Mother, now all that remains is the outbreak of the ‘Seven Emotions Curse.'”
Jin Xiangfeng’s voice was low, “Xia Feng, I don’t know what method he used to always maintain a ‘high sense of shame,’ constantly suppressing the Seven Emotions Curse from erupting.”
“No worries, someone will address this issue.”
After the woman in the phoenix dress spoke, she raised her eyes, and her skirt’s crimson shadow appeared above the Summoning Spirit Tree.
Her gaze, like one that could traverse the Three Realms, lowered and settled on the young boy in the wheelchair at the center of the Star Devouring Array.
“Calamity, fulfill your promise.”
The grand Divine Sound rose out of nowhere, its destination unknown. Simultaneously, behind the wheelchair boy, Kikyo Ayame raised her right hand, pressing directly on the boy’s head.
Xia Feng’s black pupils narrowed slightly, intending to turn back, but his neck was immobilized, unable to move. The voice of the woman behind him turned ethereal as if from the clouds, “Human, behave yourself.”
“Truly, my father’s good daughter.” Xia Feng’s eye twitched slightly as he snorted, “Are you Calamity? Does a nine-eyed calamity also have the hobby of calling someone father?”
The woman behind him didn’t answer.
Xia Feng wasn’t expecting her to answer, as he noticed the ‘Seven Emotions Curse’ within him starting to stir, the dark pupils shimmering with a seven-colored glow.
Within his soul’s Spiritual Quality, in the center of his consciousness cluster, a shimmering, unstable seven-colored cup floated and drifted recklessly outward, gradually occupying one-tenth of the consciousness cluster’s area.
This was the curse mark planted by Mrs. An during his time at the Black Moon Court.
He needed to maintain a high sense of shame daily. Otherwise, the Guihua Seal on him would be forcibly erased.
For this, he daily muttered to himself, “Miss Mu, I like you…” and even, when alone, loudly declared to the sky, “Miss Mu, I like you the most, most, most…”
Therefore, he had successfully suppressed this curse mark without it affecting him much.
However, just when Kikyo Ayame pressed on his head, about two seconds later, a golden token in his spiritual sea suddenly began to vibrate with unusual movements.
That was… the Sumeru Holy Order!
When he first descended into Golden Sparrow City under the identity of Ko Nan, he snatched this fake Sumeru Token from Nian Gengcheng… no, more accurately, from Kikyo Ayame’s hand.
After snatching it, under some influence or perhaps due to some object, he forgot about the matter the next day and wasn’t concerned about it anymore. He had no idea when he placed the token within his Spiritual Quality.
The token seemed to shed its disguise, its golden glow dissipating, turning completely dark. Calamity’s terrifying divinity was fully exposed!
Whoosh— The dark token, as if commanded by someone, broke free from Xia Feng’s consciousness grip and swiftly merged with the seven-colored cup within his consciousness cluster.
In that moment, Xia Feng fully realized that the plot against him began as soon as he descended into Golden Sparrow City under the alias Ko Nan.
Calamity and Hua God, those two little buggers!
Xia Feng cursed inwardly, his emotions surging, but with the dark token’s invasion, his emotions were swiftly devoured completely.
Anger, confusion, surprise, disdain, joy, shame, humiliation… various emotions visibly disappeared, and a kind of indifferent divinity began to emerge within his black pupils.
As his feelings of shame rapidly diminished, the seven-colored glow started to swiftly erode his consciousness cluster, expanding from one-tenth to one-fifth, to one-fourth… and continued accelerating.
The crimson mark on the back of his hand flickered, beginning to disintegrate, forming a vague silhouette of a red-skirted woman sideways.
This was a sign that the Guihua Disaster Contract was about to collapse.
Xia Feng didn’t stop it, nor could he. He watched all this with calm expression.
Behind him, the blonde woman with a mask and phoenix eyes looked on with interest at the red-skirted woman gradually taking shape.
On his knee, Ke Yanqing rested her chin against Xia Feng’s shoulder, half-pupils in a white daze, but was gradually regaining consciousness. Her sickly pupils re-contracted, puzzled as she gazed at the solidifying woman before her, murmuring, “Mother…”
This was another Mother, she thought to herself, and quickly, joy from her long efforts enveloped her. The ritual was finally about to begin!
Moreover, she would soon witness Mother’s return to the Divine Position!
Golden Sparrow’s glory would continue to endure for millennia!
Rustle—
In the distance, the branches and leaves of the Summoning Spirit Tree swayed, and the Holy Light of Summoning illuminated the earth and sky here, eventually gathering upon the center of the Star Devouring where the resolidified red shadow stood.
A sublime divinity, as if from an ancient era, gently rose, revived, and lingered upon that red shadow, fully awakened by the Summoning Spirit Tree.
Xia Feng’s black pupils lifted slightly. Yue Hongli’s graceful form completely solidified, her pair of crimson eyes gazed down with earnest curiosity, retaining a hint of adorably naive aura. However, the divine golden light shrouding her eyes, like a True God’s arrival.
Xia Feng had some difficulty pushing the Fallen Maid off him,
Ke Yanqing collapsed and lay prostrate at Yue Hongli’s feet, her damp, soft hair scattered over the beautiful back of her partly slipped flag dress. However, her remaining consciousness told her that to avoid social death, she must quickly regain her composure and get dressed immediately…
Although nearly socially dead by the masked man, she, Miss Ke, still didn’t want to meaningfully perish socially.
She picked up the oiled paper umbrella beside her, standing shakily, holding it overhead.
Buzz—!
The brilliance from the Summoning Spirit Tree converged completely at the center of the Star Devouring Array, dispersing the surrounding mist.
On the ground, three thousand tribesmen and the Twelve Seated sensed the abnormality, raising their heads abruptly.
They saw, atop the hundred-meter-high Cloud Platform, four figures emerging.
Nineteen-year-old teenager sitting in a wheelchair, black pupils indifferent, with a blonde woman in a mask behind, her beautiful phoenix eyes glanced down like a god.
To the right of the teenager, a woman in a cool, picture-like cyan flag dress, her oiled paper umbrella shading half her face, with a refined and noble temperament.
On the left, a tall woman in a divine red dress, her skirt fluttering with the wind, slowly levitating.
The woman’s upper face was veiled by Holy Light, with only her alluring red lips visible to the world.
But just from this, the three thousand people on the ground flushed, captivated, and stared at the woman in the red dress.
Nonetheless, in an instant, they seemed to realize something, trembling in fear, quickly bowing their heads, trembling as they prostrated themselves, like committing an unforgivable sin, not daring to look up.
Xia Feng, naturally, was no exception, his blood also surged. As divine light once again surrounded Yue Hongli, the feverish sensation was unprecedented.
However, fortunately, he was quicker than Ke Yanqing, his clothes long donned, avoiding embarrassment.
Hymn—!
Meanwhile, on the ground, the complex array inscribed with divine gold patterns began spinning with the divine light of Yue Hongli illuminating the world, the Ink Painting World seeming to revive, its black and white clouds splitting open stealthily, revealing a Desolate Gold Heaven Eye covering the sky.
Hymn—!
The peculiar divine hymn continuously resounded as the Star Devouring Array on the ground started rotating in layers, spewing out a rain of Shining Gold Runes upwards.