382: Witches' Secret Garden

On the other side of the spatial gate, in the center of the North Sea, nearly 150 nautical miles from the coastline.

When Helena saw Yang Dian shout a few times at the empty sea and then raise his right hand from behind his back, she immediately trembled and wanted to turn and flee.

This was a fear stemming from primal instinct.

It was like a herbivore encountering a predator; besides trembling and fleeing, there would be no third reaction.

Helena couldn't produce a third reaction either.

She wanted to escape, but after turning around and seeing the vast ocean, she suppressed the thought of fleeing.

Where could she escape to?

There was no escaping.

So she could only let her body tremble, watching Yang Dian slowly press his right hand, covered in a layer of black-gold Qi and blood, towards the sea.

In a daze, she seemed to see a giant black-gold hand appear from the Void Realm, seemingly slow but actually fast, pressing down onto the sea before she could even react.

The world paused for an instant.

Then it began to distort.

A colossal oceanic cavity, hundreds of meters deep and nearly a thousand meters in diameter, appeared out of nowhere on the sea surface.

Before Helena could even feel a sense of horror, the cavity began to rapidly collapse, and an immense volume of seawater poured back into it, colliding and spewing upwards in a giant water column hundreds of meters high.

“Boom!~~~”

Amidst the violent roar, the water column, as it fell back to the sea, stirred up a tsunami hundreds of meters high, surging outwards in a ring shape in all directions, engulfing one small island after another.

“Gulp~”

In the drizzling rain, Helena subconsciously swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in her mouth.

She knew Yang Dian was strong, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong.

Casually creating an oceanic cavity nearly a thousand meters in diameter and hundreds of meters deep.

The tsunami caused by the refilling seawater alone could reach hundreds of meters high.

'With this kind of strength, calling him a god among men doesn't seem out of place, does it?'

In a trance, she saw Yang Dian frown slightly and shake his head:

“My strength is still a bit lacking.”

“It's too difficult to break space with pure power.”

Hearing Yang Dian's mumble, Helena opened her mouth, unsure of what to say.

This is called weak strength?

If this is called weak strength, then what was she?

Was she a fish that was annihilated with the seawater just now, or an ant commonly seen under a tree?

On the sea, Helena watched Yang Dian with her mouth agape, her body trembling from time to time, as if in a spasm.

In the Witches’ Secret Garden, all the Witches who had gathered at the garden entrance after hearing the commotion outside also fell silent.

“Is he the Yang Dian that Your Highness mentioned, the savior who can save England?”

Amidst unconscious murmurs, the dazed Witches all regained their senses.

“What was that just now? He just casually struck a palm and created such a large cavity, triggering a tsunami hundreds of meters high?”

“God, why are we on the same planet as such a monster?”

“But he really seems to have the strength to save England. I feel like Machina couldn't possibly be his opponent.”

“You still consider him a savior? He's a Demon Hunter now, specifically here to hunt us Witches!”

“How could he find this place? Did Your Highness betray us and sell us to him?”

“Damn it, why are we still in this place? Let's quickly perform a spatial jump! I don't want to see him!”

“No, we can't transfer. Space is locked. The current space is like quicksand, restricting us from leaving.”

“What do we do? What do we do? What do we do? What do we do? ...”

“Stop asking! I don't know what to do either!”

“It's fine. Although he's powerful, he still can't affect space. We are safe.”

“He can seal the Secret Garden in this space, how could he not have means to affect space? Sisters, prepare for battle!”

“Curse Witch, don't you know your jinxing ability? You quickly shut...”

A furious shout was cut short, as the Potion Witch, who had just reached out to cover the Curse Witch’s mouth, let out a slightly terrified scream.

“No!!!”

As the Potion Witch shrieked in alarm, Yang Dian, whose five fingers had transformed into Dragon Claws, with sharp, cold light glinting from his fingertips, tore open space, revealing the Witches’ Garden hidden within the third spatial interlayer.

‘If it were a few more layers deeper, I wouldn't be able to tear space with the Dragon Claw Hand's [Shattering Space] ability. I'd have to rely on the Dimension Butterfly to open a door.’

‘My strength is still not enough.’

‘When I can tear a planet apart with one claw, and simultaneously tear through 99 layers of spatial interlayers, then I'll have a bit of a sense of security...’

Lost in thought, Yang Dian, accompanied by Helena, stepped through the torn space and entered the Witches’ Secret Garden.

The Secret Garden was not large.

The garden, less than 10 kilometers in diameter, was filled with flowers and plants.

In the center of the garden was a clear spring, its water gushing from underground and nourishing the flowers, plants, and trees along a riverbed.

In addition, there were a few scattered small wooden houses dotting the garden.

After surveying the garden, Yang Dian's gaze fell upon the Witches, who stood before him in a state of alert.

“Potion Witch, Curse Witch, Transformation Witch, Knowledge Witch, Astrology Witch.”

Potion Witch

Curse Witch

Transformation Witch

Knowledge Witch

“Where is the remaining Dragon Witch?”

No sooner had Yang Dian spoken than a Dragon roar came from behind a ten-meter-high hillock at the end of the garden.

With white hair, two horns on her head, two wings on her back, and crimson eyes, the Dragon Witch flapped her wings and flew before Yang Dian.

“Chinese strongman, why do you forcefully enter our private territory?”

After staring at Yang Dian for a while, she shifted her gaze to Helena:

“And you, Helena, Prophet of the Blind Sisters Order.”

“Doesn't the Blind Sisters Order believe that one's own will is the master of the body? When did you become a servant of the Chinese?”

Yang Dian tilted his head, sizing up the Dragon Witch, who possessed City-Level combat power, and suddenly raised his hand, flicking his finger at her in the air.

“Bang~~~”

Three Mach rings exploded in the Witches’ Secret Garden, and countless petals flew into the sky amidst the sonic boom, fluttering and scattering.

The Dragon Witch flew back even faster than she had arrived, crashing into the small hillock at the end of the garden.

The Potion Witch, who had been secretly taking out potent poisons, froze.

The Curse Witch, who was pinching a frog and preparing to cast a curse, forced a smile and hid the frog behind her back.

The Transformation Witch folded her outstretched wings, and the Knowledge Witch put away the magic bottle in her hand.

The Astrology Witch was the most honest; she just stood still and did nothing.

Facts proved that she was correct.

Yang Dian's strength was as formidable as they had seen.

Even the strongest Dragon Witch was left in unknown condition after his single flick of a finger.

Any further struggle from them would only incur Yang Dian's displeasure, without any substantial benefit.

Yang Dian, retracting his index finger, saw the Witches cease their small movements, nodded with satisfaction, and then spoke:

“Firstly, Helena is not my servant.”

“Secondly...”

No sooner had he uttered the word “secondly” than another resonant Dragon roar echoed from the base of the hill.

Then the entire Secret Garden began to tremble, as if some terrifying entity was awakening beneath the garden.

“Tsk.”

Yang Dian, who had long sensed something beneath the Secret Garden, shook his head.

“Why don't they just give up...”