The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

In the sky above Sunless City, black clouds pressed down on the sky, and the angry lightning shocked the world.

The roaring thunder had already shattered the space, creating a terrifying black hole that could swallow up half of Sunless City, constantly distorting the light.

Despair crept into my mind, and a chill ran down my spine.

The stiff limbs were like rusty machinery, and even the movement of raising the arms seemed extremely difficult.

"Rumble--"

The violent thunder sounds from far to near, piercing the soul like a sword, trying to turn the spiritual world upside down.

Rays of golden lightning dyed this piece of demonic land that had been dormant for countless thousands of years an irreplaceable golden color.

"What on earth... happened?"

Yelong trembled, and his whole body was convulsing.

Under the great formation of protecting the clan, his body should be in good health and his soul should be in good health. Why can he still sense such strong murderous intent?

Could it be that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation has increased again? Infinitely close to a sure-kill artillery? Or even above it?

Where is Mr. Ye Han? Last time, he only faced the impact of disaster through the window grilles.

Is it really possible to survive this time without extra shelter?

"Not good."

"Contracting a pure beast does not mean that you can disobey the laws of nature."

"The heavenly calamity has gone crazy, and it is a calamity of eternal death that no one can break..."

Ye Shu, who was standing next to Fuyu on the stone pillar that reached the sky, let out a deep sigh.

She closed her eyes, and a teardrop mixed with blood slid down the corner of her eyes. The sad look on her cheeks naturally made her even more miserable.

"I couldn't spy and lost Lord Han's location."

"Yingzu, you are at the top of the saints, have you ever sniffed out any clues?"

However, Ye Ying also closed her eyes, and blood and tears were also flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She seemed to have aged several dozen years in an instant. She stroked her forehead with her wrinkled palms and murmured to herself in an uncertain tone:

"I only feel that space is collapsing and life is dying."

"Even the Holy Spirit may not be able to take the last blow head-on."

"Lord Yehan has probably died and turned into ashes scattered in the disaster. At this time, the sky above Sunless City is full of his corpses..."

"impossible!"

Ye Liuying interrupted firmly:

"I was bound to him and I am 100% sure that he is still alive and the fire of life has not been extinguished!"

"indeed so."

Ye Yin bowed his hands and said seriously:

"Jun Ye Han is still alive. The Heavenly Tribulation failed to kill him, but he survived."

"really?"

The Ursus scratched his neck, as if there were ants crawling on his body, and said urgently and doubtfully:

"He is the reincarnation of the nine-tailed fox, and he has so many lives to live?"

"Or maybe your perceptions have deceived you. In fact, he was completely killed by the heaven, and all ties with the earthly world were severed... No, it should be said that he was eliminated. It's like this person has never appeared before. Soon, the memories related to him will become blurry..."

"Then I would rather believe that he is still alive."

Ye Liuying clenched her fists, her eyes as hard as rock, and it seemed that no words could interfere with her judgment.

"Look! The arc of electricity is fading, the sea of ​​thunder is disappearing, and the vision of the catastrophe is weakening!"

The electric pliers Dragon Centipede shook the pliers and exclaimed loudly.

Sure enough, just as its voice fell, the rumbling thunder became more and more depressed, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from a high-spirited warrior in his prime to a stumbling old knight.

The people of the Ye clan were shocked. As the throbbing at the spiritual level gradually weakened, those who dared not look directly at the sky could finally stand upright and look at the world with bright eyes.

"Plop——"

Like a piece of broken metal, it fell heavily to the ground.

At the central altar, there is a living body that can be described as "human" for the time being. Its calves, thighs, abdomen, chest... and even the top of its head can be seen with a golden sword of thunder.

He was completely nailed to the ground, with every sword piercing his body.

However, there was not a drop of blood all over his body. The blood had already seeped into the rock, and the color of the earth was dyed dark red, which was in sharp contrast with the coke color a little further away.

"Close the sunroof!"

Ye Ying's eyes narrowed and he gave orders.

Harpies, Gorgons, Ursines...the guardian saints guarding the sky-reaching stone pillars did not dare to hesitate and immediately opened up the clan-protecting formation.

As a result, Sunless City's defense was once again complete.

The secret was blocked again, and afterimages passed by.

Ye Ying, Ye Shu, Ye Qianmo, Ye Roufeng... Saints of the Ye family gathered around the "corpse", looking down at it with surprised expressions.

"Is this... dead or alive?"

"This is the first time I have seen such an ambiguous life state. It seems to be dead, but it also seems not to be dead - it's strange."

Ye Qianmo tried to stretch out his finger and touch a golden arc.

In an instant, he seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, retracting faster and even jumping back.

The widened eyes highlighted the horror inside, and the ghost screamed:

"Is this the thunder element that corresponds to the Heavenly Tribulation? Even I am sweating profusely at this close distance!"

"This is just an arc. If it is a manifestation of thunder and lightning, such as these golden thunder swords, if it penetrates my flesh and blood, I will have to explain it here today!"

Ye Qianmo showed a hint of apprehension, then fear, and finally waved his hands irritably:

"This kid must be cold! It's so cold!"

"Prepare to hold a funeral for him. He will become a young emperor before he dies. He will be arranged according to the highest standards and sent to hell in all his splendor!"

"Ancestor, do you want to stop rescuing us?"

Concubine Ye Wen, who did not dare to approach because she could not see the picture clearly, raised her hands and muttered:

"The heavenly calamity has dispersed, which means the calamity is over."

"If my clan brother survives, wouldn't it mean that he has overcome the catastrophe and broken the shackles of the ages?"

"How can I save this?"

Ye Qianmo pinched his beard and said with a headache:

"I feel that he only has his last breath left, similar to when he is dying. Even if he is fed the holy medicine, there is no possibility of survival."

"I'll try!"

The electric pliers Dragon Centipede geared up and nimbly slipped under Ye Qianmo's crotch, then stretched out the pliers and grabbed the thunder sword.

"Zizzizi——"

The golden light flashed, and the golden thunder sword was like an ancient god awakening from its slumber.

The Electric Clamp Dragon Centipede was holding the hilt of the sword, with green smoke coming out of its head, and the purple-blue beetles crackling.

When the light golden color symbolizing death adhered to the bottom of its pupils, the electric pincer dragon centipede's insect armor continued to disintegrate, and the mini insect body began to decompose.

"Break!"

A summoning formation appeared next to Ye Ying, and a saw-shaped weapon beast broke through the void. With a harsh cutting sound, a section of the electric pliers dragon centipede broke off.

Under the severe pain, the electric pincer dragon centipede jumped a hundred meters high.

It covered its broken arm and rolled all over the ground. Its screams scared the tribesmen who wanted to get closer and fled in panic.

"Ya-you monster!"

"No matter what, I am also the most holy child who controls electricity and poison!"

"I wanted to absorb the remaining thunder and lightning elements from the catastrophe and ease this kid's injuries..."

"I didn't expect this golden thunder sword to be so terrifying. Just touching it almost killed me... How can this kid survive after being penetrated by dozens of thunder swords?!"

After personal experience, Electric Clamp Dragon Centipede stood by Ye Qianmo's side without any brains.

Even if the attributes are close to each other, what else can other Holy Spirits do?

"I have a "Silver Umbrella of Compassion" here. "

Ye Roufeng, who was always silent, grabbed a pill box made of crystal steel from the space equipment and activated the switch lightly.

Then, she grabbed the alien life form with a human head, elf wings, and dwarf feet with her bare hands, broke its neck, and let the shining holy blood pour on Lord Yehan's body.

"Damn...you are so willing..."

Ye Qianmo, who was blowing his beard and staring, was stunned:

"Where did you get it? This is a medicine beast at the holy level!"

"This thing is a priceless treasure. Whether it is artificially cultivated or nurtured by heaven and earth, if it can grow to this level, it must have swallowed up endless spiritual energy..."

"In fact, this kind of life often has a growth cycle of tens of thousands of years. This guy may be older than me. You just strangled it to death? Don't you feel bad at all?"

Not to mention Ye Qianmo's shock, even Ye Ying looked surprised and opened her lips slightly.

"I killed the enemy's contracted spirit and left it here. Is it possible that I still need to cultivate it?"

Ye Roufeng's expression remained unchanged and she said in the calmest tone:

"It has only one role - to save lives at critical moments."

"It doesn't matter whether you save my life or the lives of others."

"Jun Ye Han is worthy of this gift. If he can be restored to his original state, our Ye clan will have one more emperor to rule the world. His glorious shadow will definitely be in the future of the clan."

Before the words could be fully finished, the expressions of Ye Roufeng, Ye Shu, Ye Qianmo, and Ye Ying all changed.

Ye Ying, who reacted the fastest, blasted out a strong wind, forcing everyone in front of him to retreat.

Then she held up a barrier and erected it in front of her in a defensive posture.

"Rumble--"

It's like the reappearance of a catastrophe, and the sound of rolling thunder is endless.

The central altar shook for a while, and many people stumbled and fell to the ground with ouch, causing a large-scale commotion.

"The Silver Umbrella of Mercy, in addition to possessing ocean-level life force, can effectively heal injuries at the level of a holy beast."

"It also has a very important characteristic, which is the power to absorb elements."

"No matter which element it is, it can fit in with it, healing and absorbing the elements at the same time. After a period of time, its umbrella-shaped organ will be attached to the corresponding element, so that the medicine beast's body can obtain a lot of attacks. force……"

Ye Qianmo murmured to himself, then looked at Ye Roufeng in disbelief:

"By squeezing the Silver Umbrella of Mercy to death, you are undoubtedly fishing in a dry lake."

"Its healing and adsorption effects are theoretically at their peak, but it still can't cure Lord Yehan's injuries? What's going on!"

Ye Roufeng remained silent, except for a deep black light reflected in her eyes.

After a while, she threw away the body of Mercy Silver Umbrella like trash.

The Black Martial King not far away roared excitedly, like a cat that smelled fishy smell and couldn't wait to pounce on food.

"It's not that it can't be treated, it's that... it doesn't work."

"Jun Ye Han seems to have survived the heavenly calamity, but his body is filled with the laws of heaven. Every drop of blood and every inch of meridians are eroded by the power of destruction."

"According to common sense, it is impossible for him to survive this level of injury. He will die the moment he touches it."

"But he happens to be alive again, and I don't understand why..."

Ye Ying was silent for a moment, then opened her lips slightly and said:

"It is said in ancient books that if one succeeds in overcoming the calamity, he will naturally enjoy the treatment of heaven and return to a healthy state without disease or disaster."

"Jun Yehan's current situation is obviously different. I have to wonder whether he has survived the catastrophe?"

"Is it possible that the little beast saved his life after all, and died in exchange for his master being forgiven by heaven?"

"You mean... Lord Yehan just saved a life?"

Ye Qianmo unknowingly pulled out a tuft of beard. He didn't feel any pain, but his thick black brows furrowed deeper and deeper:

"It's possible..."

"It's because that little beast fell from the sky and the catastrophe was violent for a moment, so we couldn't pry out what happened in the thunder sea..."

The purple sickle moon gradually floated into the sky.

Under the silent night sky, humans and animals are silent, and the air is frozen.

Ye Shu, who was unwilling to give up, and the individual guardian saints, tried one method after another.

But they still couldn't touch Lord Ye Han, let alone pull out the Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword from his body.

As time goes by, his life breath becomes weaker and weaker, and it is possible that it will be extinguished and dim at any time.

"What to do? We are helpless."

"Why don't we leave him here and see if there are any other changes? Why do I feel that the more we mess with him, the closer this kid is to death?"

The muttering came from Mushou Cong. As a monster beast with great mastery of the plant system, it controls the way of vegetation. It has a long lifespan and is difficult to die.

After several attempts, it stopped the unreliable suggestions of several demon kings - throwing it into the furnace to refine it, letting Ye Liuying slap it... What kind of nonsense is this idea? Guizhou Donkey can't do this even if he has no skills, right?

"Ling——"

The terrifying aura of death is approaching, and on the far horizon, a bone talisman entwined in the deathly gray light is chasing clouds and lightning, arriving in an instant.

It was as simple as popping a bubble. The barrier on the outer ring of the central altar had no effect at all. The bone talisman passed over the heads of the Fengwang people, then passed over several emperors, and finally reached the heads of a group of saints and holy beasts.

"Is this...the clan leader's order?"

The languid Electric Clamp Dragon Centipede felt her whole body tense up, all her insect limbs retracted, and she was too frightened to move.

Mu Shoucong, who had a row of green onions hanging on his head and looked relatively festive, suddenly straightened his back and was meticulous, not daring to fool around.

"Buzz buzz-"

Ye Ying stretched out her hand and slowly pulled the bone talisman down.

When her soul power penetrated into the bone talisman, an incomparable and astonishing look burst out in her cloudy, weathered eyes.

"Crash-"

Twenty-four sky-reaching stone pillars suddenly spewed out a large amount of white mist.

Soon, even Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, Ye Mochou and others were unable to peek into the center of the altar, let alone hear any sounds.

That area was suddenly isolated from the rest of the world and became a small world of its own.

"The patriarch ordered to cut the central altar and send Lord Ye Han to the blood witch ancestral land as soon as possible."

"The Blood Witch God has a total of three divine coffins of gold, silver and jade. They are all divine objects that the Blood Witch God personally nurtured during his lifetime. They have miraculous effects in life extension, treatment and other fields. For lower-level creatures, these three coffins are infinitely close to the medicinal beasts at the level of gods. Of incredible value…”

Ye Ying's breath was like orchid, and her eyes were piercing.

Hearing this, Ye Qianmo, Ye Shu, and Ye Roufeng were either shocked or stunned.

"The patriarch has disappeared for a long time. Some people say that he is in retreat in the Deep Black Wheel, while others say that he is not in Sunless City at all and has gone to a place other than the Dark Lantern Abyss..."

"At this juncture, for Lord Ye Han, he actually passed on the order and gave us important instructions?"

Ye Qianmo clicked his tongue, shocked and confused:

"The three coffins of the Blood Witch God are indeed valuable treasures that even the gods will covet."

"He can breathe again and again and extend his life time and time again. It is said that this is the effect of the divine coffin."

"But he has already died. One coffin is used to carry the divine corpse, and the other one is rumored to contain important things and cannot be opened."

"There is only one mouth left. His people are not enough, so leave it to us... Is this really possible?"

Ye Roufeng said calmly: "Since it is the clan leader's order, we will just follow it."

With that said, she was about to command the Black Martial King to smash the four corners of the central altar and pull out a whole piece of rock in the center.

"The clan leader's implication is that only the coffin of the Blood Witch God can save Lord Ye Han's life."

"In this way, even if he fails to escape the tribulation this time, as long as he survives, he can still interpret the word 'miracle'."

“And miracles—since they can be created the first time, there is the possibility of creating them a second time.”

Ye Ying pressed Ye Roufeng's shoulders, her eyes slightly sharp:

"The edict additionally emphasizes that this matter needs to be kept secret."

"Except for a few of us, even the other guardian saints are not qualified to know where Lord Ye Han has gone."

"For the outside world, it is announced that the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, dual powers cannot be ascended to the top, Lord Yehan is dead, and a funeral with the standards of a young emperor will be held immediately."

"What about Xiao Liuying and Xiao Yeyin?" Ye Qianmo thought: "They are deeply bound to Lord Ye Han and cannot be fooled."

"Take them away." Ye Ying said expressionlessly: "And the Chimera cub, as well as the disciples and disciples related to Lord Ye Han... take them all to the ancestral land of the Blood Witch Clan, don't let them stay in the endless Suncity.”

"If anyone notices anything unusual, we will seal their souls away without hesitation."

"Tsk."

Ye Qianmo rubbed his eyebrows and said distressedly:

"I always feel like the patriarch is playing a big game."

"As saints of the Ye clan, we don't have the opportunity to see into the secrets. We can only act as executors in the middle. This feeling is beyond comparison weird."

"It's nothing, just get used to it."

Ye Shu smiled gently, and the gloom on her cheeks disappeared:

"Since it is the clan leader's order, there must be a reason for it."

"Jun Yehan, this child will most likely be saved. We can breathe a sigh of relief."

"well."

Ye Qianmo sighed and said melancholy:

"It's just about surviving. The calamity is so monster, it can't be overcome by accumulating experience."

"I, the Ye family, want to have one or two super potential stocks, why is it so difficult?"

"And the clan leader, the Blood Witch God has died, and my Ye clan is in a precarious situation. Why won't he come to appease the clan and give us a little bit of hope?"