I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Above the Memory Sea, the spiritual avatar of the Red-faced Ghost materialized, forming a faint gray silhouette. She discerned the direction and quickly locked onto a Memory Bubble.

She plunged into it.

Though the Nightmare Catastrophe had not yet become a deity, it was close to divine rank, deeply touching upon the Rule Power.

It was for this reason that it possessed the capacity to construct such an immense Nightmare World.

However, just like the Calamity Realm of the great disaster, the Catastrophe Realm of the great calamity also relied on World Laws to be successfully constructed.

Even they themselves couldn't fully control their own Disaster Realm or Calamity Realm, unable to do whatever they wanted within it, bound to follow the Laws of Realms and Domains.

The so-termed World Laws—as the name suggests, constitute the fundamental laws that form the real world.

Laws of Realms and Domains—refer to the rules of the Disaster Realm and Calamity Realm constructed with the help of the World Laws.

Admittedly, the Nightmare Catastrophe couldn't entirely command its own realm.

But this was already overwhelmingly powerful.

And she, the Red-faced Ghost, as a devoted believer and agent of the Nightmare Catastrophe, was naturally endowed with exceptionally potent abilities.

She held the authority for a one-time elimination of a target using the Rule Power of the Disaster Realm.

She could wield Rule Power to forcibly drag the target into deep dreams, allowing the latter to die unknowingly in layer upon layer of dreams, and thus erase the target's memories, even if the target's spiritual power was as terrifyingly strong as Seventh Rank—they were still no match for her.

This was also her core trump card, the reason she dared to traverse the Empire of humanity.

As she pondered, she had already entered the Memory World.

However...

What confused her was that this Memory World was a billion times different from what she had imagined...

Why had it turned into Rule Space?

Black and white Rule Chains, stretching endlessly out of sight, crisscrossed the space, swiftly and silently shifting in all directions.

Rule Space generally only appeared after the Memory World had been destroyed, revealing its original state.

The entire Nightmare World was composed of tens of thousands of Rule Spaces; it just so happened that its external manifestation took the form of the concrete Memory World.

Upon this realization, the Red-faced Ghost's heart skipped a beat—had that person in the shadows destroyed the Memory World?

Could spiritual power of Seventh Rank caliber accomplish that?

At this thought, her heart trembled, and at the same moment, she saw the scene at the center of the world through layer upon layer of black and white chains.

There were three people, one man and two women.

The man sat cross-legged on the ground, cracking melon seeds that seemed to appear from nowhere, one after another.

The silver-haired girl stood not far from him, her golden eyes indifferent, surrounded by the bizarre black and white chains that shattered and reformed in a chaotic mess.

The woman in black above regarded the scene indifferently, like a deity presiding over this place, holy and majestic.

"???" The Red-faced Ghost's eyes widened. Mu Qingtong? And there's two of them? Is this celebrity truly so formidable?

No! That's not the issue right now, it's...

Why can they manipulate the Rule Chains of the Nightmare World? Isn't that something only the Nightmare Catastrophe can do?! After all, only the Nightmare has comprehended these rules...

The Red-faced Ghost's mind buzzed, sensing that matters far, far... far exceeded her expectations.

In but an instant, countless thoughts raced through her mind, yet before she could react, a piercing chill overtook her.

She sensed that the other two women... female demons glanced her way with their peripheral vision, and her soul nearly jumped out of her skin!

With horror seizing her heart, she hurriedly tried to activate Rule Power, a pale golden chain emerging from her brow—

But before it could extend, her pupils dulled as her spiritual power-formed body disintegrated into ash, vanishing into nothingness.

She wasn't killed by Rule Power but rather by the spiritual force of two distant individuals. When they intended her death, thus she died—a very simple and direct end.

A spiritual power as massive as Mu Qingtong's allowed her to do whatever she desired within the Nightmare World.

Though the Red-faced Ghost's spiritual avatar had been obliterated, the pale golden Rule Chain at her brow remained.

Whoosh—The woman in the black dress raised her hand and summoned a pale golden chain, which instantly appeared before her and entered her brow.

Xia Feng, sitting cross-legged on the ground and cracking sunflower seeds, was taken aback. He followed the direction of the chain and turned his head with a puzzled look. Had something just come in?

Well... never mind, back to the seeds.

He turned back, continuing to watch the battle between the two Miss Mus with great interest.

To be honest, their fight was so abstract that it lacked any glamor. Xia Feng didn't quite understand it, but it didn't matter anymore.

After all, he loved watching women fight—

Especially watching Miss Mu beat up herself!

"Stop fighting, don't fight anymore~" Xia Feng shouted, feigning an attempt to break up the fight.

"Shut up!" ×2

"..."

"Future me, I'm quite curious about one thing, what's your relationship with this foolish ant?"

"Husband and wife."

"?!" The silver-haired loli with golden eyes looked slightly confused, and with an immature shake of her head, she said, "It seems the future me has really fallen. Such poor taste."

Xia Feng: "???"

Like, if you're going to fight, just fight, why are you verbally attacking the audience?

Of course, little brats are the worst, especially Mu Qingtong when she was young!

Xia Feng raised his right hand high and threw a punch in the air to cheer. "Miss Mu, I support you, crush this foolish loli!"

The woman in the black dress: "?"

[Received a core chain of Nightmare's rules. By using the Heavenly Destiny Stone to absorb and merge it, Mu Qingtong has gained a new understanding of the third rule "Heavenly Destiny·Arrogance," making great progress with her stalled development—69%...71%...85%...]

[At the same time, during the process of enlightenment, spiritual power has been further boosted. You've gained 60 points in spiritual power increase.]

Xia Feng seemed to have figured it out. The Nightmare is just Mu Shen's Experience Bag, dropping them one by one, truly a kind Evil God~

[90%]

As the progress hit 90%, the stalemate in the battle underwent a new change.

It could even be described as an overwhelming change, as the layers of black and white chains rapidly constricted, binding the silver-haired loli completely and outlining her curves.

The woman in the black dress instantly appeared before her, their four eyes meeting.

The silver-haired loli furrowed her eyebrows and struggled against the chains to no avail.

Seeing this, she sighed softly, lifted her gaze, and nodded, "Fine, you do have the right to live for me."

"Go ahead, kill me."

"No, I'm not going to kill you."

Mu Qingtong placed her delicate hand on the forehead of her younger self and with a smile, in the midst of the silver-haired loli's confused gaze,

Suddenly—The silver-haired loli disintegrated into chaotic black and white lines, merging into Mu Qingtong's brow. At the same time, the purple light there grew more wanton, and the spinning mysterious Purple Crystal flickered in and out of sight.

[95%...96%...97%...]

Xia Feng, who was enjoying his sunflower seeds, didn't expect the fight to end so swiftly. He hadn't had enough.

As he pondered, he casually stood up.

But right then, the woman in the black dress also turned around, her exquisite face adorned with a faint smile, her eyes curving down:

"Mr. Xia, the distraction is over; we can start on the main event now, huh."

Her tone was indifferent, but her superior gaze carried a mocking glint, which sent a shiver through Xia Feng.

Xia Feng involuntarily stepped back, his boyish, cute face wide-eyed, "Hold on, you—"

"What do you plan on doing—"