The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1325 - 504: Divine Shit

"Woo woo woo—"

The ground, enveloped in gunpowder and flames, saw houses collapse and the soil crack.

Monster heads strewn carelessly in corners, some rolling aimlessly, as if still clinging to life.

"Bang!"

A black boot stomped down mercilessly.

The sound of skulls shattering and the ghastly wails of souls lingered over the blood-soaked land, instilling a nightmare-like fear over a hundred thousand miles.

Thus, all things began to fall silent.

Remain quiet, listen to the judgement, it was the only choice.

Those who dare revolt against the inevitable, face only annihilation, no alternatives.

"No... Respected Crown Rank powerhouse, this is not our fault!"

"Our ancestors were slaves captured by Clan Yinma, we too are victims, please show mercy and spare us!"

A group of beastmen, with square gems embedded in their foreheads, kneeled on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Beside them, bones piled like mountains, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

The colorful beast blood mixed with the crimson Human Race blood, the stench of decay furrowing brows.

Yet, these beastmen, heedless of the harsh environment, banged their foreheads hard against the ground, even as their heads broke and bled, they dared not stop, their trembling voices carrying the utmost panic of their lives:

"Your Excellency... we have explained everything we could..."

"Following the battle of Ghost Lamp Abyss, Clan Yinma and Clan Fenquan fell out over ’the entire main force perishing in Ghost Lamp Abyss, none survived.’"

"Since the Clown Clan unequivocally sided with Clan Yinma, Clan Fenquan soon lost temper, leading to the annihilation of the entire clan."

"When the death news of Jester Emperor was widely spread by the two Contract Divine Spirits of the Inferior Earth Emperor, many strangers came to the Abyss of the Red Dust."

"Some came to watch the chaos, but many more had blood debts to settle."

"Previously deterred by Jester Emperor, they dared not act."

"With the death of Jester Emperor, the core combat power of his clan shattered, these people, madly seeking revenge, preferred to sacrifice their lives rather than continue enduring."

"Affected by this, the Abyss of the Red Dust was thrown into utter chaos."

"Clans that didn’t want to get burned took the chance to relocate, leaving this land of dispute."

"Those who remained were either opportunists or avengers."

"And so... even today, the Abyss of the Red Dust remains in internal strife!"

"The Clown Clan and Clan Yinma could repel waves of enemies, but being under constant strain, they gradually showed signs of weakening, further diminishing the reputation of the Divine Clan..."

The most powerful beastman priest, with tears of blood streaming, said in agony:

"And just now, you destroyed the most important ancestral site of Clan Yinma!"

"The massacre you left here is enough to plunge this once glorious clan... into an irrecoverable abyss!"

"Hidden in remaining secret realms, the Clown Clan and Clan Yinma might not even need your direct involvement, the alliance formed by those avengers would drive them to bite their tongues in suicide..."

"Bang!"

Ye Hanjun held the Sword Thunder Child, gave a gentle wave, and the kneeling beastman clan was suddenly devoured by the Thunder Sea.

Set against the full sky and ground of purple-gold electric arcs, he took steps toward the heart of the earth, the heavy footsteps as though stepping directly on one’s chest, possessing a power that stifles all living beings.

"Whoosh..."

At the heart of the earth, rows of metal cages, already lost their initial luster, completely contaminated by blood.

In the cages, the remains no longer identifiable as human, left for insects and ants to climb and gnaw.

Ye Hanjun unleashed a streak of lightning, with a sizzling sound, the dead bones and active insects were simultaneously turned into charred remains.

"Tap... Tap... Tap..."

Ye Hanjun continued deeper, the material of the cages on both sides grew increasingly sturdy.

The prisoners detained correspondingly were either of distinguished rank or prestigious identity, definitely not ordinary people.

"Rip!"

An insect with its wings snapped and an eyeball gouged out, laid in a cage, barely alive.

Ye Hanjun swung his sword to chop, instantaneously, the cage like fragile glass, shattered upon impact.

"Hold on, GuaGua is here to save you!"

GuaGua immediately released "Super Purification" and "Super Healing".

In the span of three breaths, the dying vitality of the giant insect subtly returned, casting a vivid golden shine in its muddled eyes.

"You are..."

"Get up and speak."

GuaGua transformed into a Big Ape, helping the Big Insect to turn over.

Then, it stared at this grasshopper-shaped Insect Saint Spirit, not quite sure as it asked:

"You possess the Light Element, this appearance, could it be the ’Glory General’?"

"Exactly."

The Big Insect raised its head, looking around with uncertainty and surprise:

"How did you enter? This is Clan Yinma’s most heavily guarded dungeon, usually guarded by the Jester Emperor..."

"Hiss... the Thunder Sword on your back, such a strong divine fluctuation... Which clan’s Divine Enthronement are you from, and why rescue me?"

"Ghost Lamp, Ye Clan."

Ye Hanjun spoke four concise words, took off his hat brim, and met eyes with his pitch-black pupils.

"Thump Thump Thump!!"

The Big Insect staggered three steps back, its remaining eyeball severely constricted, its Divine Soul incredibly bewildered:

"Ghost Lamp... Ye Clan..."

"Both clans achieved Crown Rank and Divine Enthronement? Xiaochong was imprisoned here a thousand years ago, and in merely a thousand years, the status of the two clans has flipped like this?"

"It’s a long story."

Ye Hanjun sighed lightly, his face reflecting recollection as he said:

"The ancestor of the Glory Clan ’Yao’, originated from Ghost Lamp, and in his lifetime received the Ye Clan’s care, once was the Guardian Saint Spirit of Ye Clan."

"However, Ghost Lamp Abyss is not suitable for the Glory Clan to reside in, a portion of Yao’s descendants moved out of Ghost Lamp, propagated and established their own Holy Clan."