The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 641 - 273: Please Listen to Me!_1

"Drip, drip—"

"Buzz, buzz—"

"Crack, crack—"

In the primitive forest where thousands of undead wandered, it was cloud-shrouded and filled with an eerie grimness.

A mellow piano tone pierced like a divine sword, its radiance bursting through the sky, causing people’s hearts to tremble, and vengeful spirits to panic.

The nearby giant skeletons didn’t have time to react, with green arcs of electricity climbing their limbs, freezing them in place, unable to move at all.

The elusive ghosts, screaming, desperately charged forward, undeterred by death.

Just as they got close to the performer, their speed started to slow. The piano sounds transformed into a pervasive chilling wind. With a few crackling sounds, their souls were completely rigid, eventually shattering into nothingness, leaving no trace behind.

"It seems that Ye Xuezhu really did fall at your hands..."

"With such a dominant demon serving as a covenant beast, and the second enhancement of the dominant state, you are certainly qualified to compete with us..."

Ye Dan, whose smile faded slightly, showed a trace of caution on his handsome and sinister face.

He pointed from afar to the sprinting Purple Prison Bat Demon, mumbling something under his breath.

A few seconds later, the Purple Prison Bat Demon disappeared as if erased, and Ye Dan’s body kept expanding. His demonic purple wings created a sonic boom. Sharp fangs hung from the tips of his wings, and his main body was covered in black hair, clearly displaying a mutated demon form.

"Kill!"

The pure Language of the Demons, breathed out from Ye Dan’s nostrils.

He activated his Ring of Control, ruling over the Purple Prison Bat Demon in its Perfection of Annihilation, merging as one, thus obtaining a greater combat capability.

"Kura! Gudika!"

Ye Dan’s sinister laugh was more terrifying than a demon’s. In a flash, the obstructing giant skeletons were shattered to pieces.

What was even more terrifying was that his speed did not slow down at all, it was even increasing.

The overwhelming killing intent crammed and eventually transformed into an invisible fatal arrow, aiming directly at Ye Hanjun’s half-open blood eye.

"Dang—"

"Clang— Dang—"

"Drip—slow—clang—"

Ye Hanjun didn’t pay attention to anything else, focusing on playing the piano.

His fingers flying, left lingering shadows behind, as if reaching the climax. The piano sound was sometimes high, sometimes clear, sometimes low.

The green arcs of electricity crackled. The temperature around him got lower and lower, the already frozen corpses burst open out of nowhere. The shattered bones splattered everywhere, and the wronged ghosts could not even let out a scream, turning into ashes and disappearing.

"Bang!"

The increasingly slow Ye Dan was forced to stop.

At this moment, he had already invaded Ye Hanjun’s Darkest Abyss. Two abyss domains overlapped, fighting over the right to possess the darkness.

But, neither he in his dominant state, the Anemic Beauty Queen, nor the Pearl Lust Demon could surpass the last hundred meters and actually attack Ye Hanjun’s real body.

It was too cold!

Even though there wasn’t a single snowflake, the cold wind stabbed like a knife, as if they were in an ice cellar. Even the strong demon’s body could not withstand such cold.

Ye Dan retreated, exhaling hot breath, and reignited his energy.

He showed a moment of apprehension, then overlooking the primitive forest from mid-air, he found the Army of the Undead falling in large numbers. The scene of bravery was as effortless as reaping crops in the harvest season.

"Ye Buyi! Join forces!"

"On my own, I can’t suppress him quickly enough!"

Ye Dan was exceptionally decisive, he turned his head and shouted to Ye Buyi.

"Death ladika..."

The cold wind blew with a bit of dampness, a completely different kind of coldness quietly contended with the increasingly violent cold tide.

Ye Hanjun’s blood eye on his forehead suddenly opened.

He looked straight ahead. The dense Army of the Undead blocking him had a gap due to his encroachment.

In his memory, the Plague Fog could easily cover the sky.

But at this moment, it was definitely no more than twenty or thirty meters in diameter—pitiful and humble—where’s the former intimidating momentum?

"You sneaky brat... it’s actually you?"

A humming sound began, Ye Hanjun vaguely saw an indistinct mass of "unidentified creature" mixed with a strand of strange pink light, locked gazes with him from a distance.

It was indeed it! Truly, it was it!

The Powder Wing Fly Demon, Fly Moon, that he had seen in the Demon Cave before, came to Demon Dragon Island!

Although he didn’t know why its injuries were so severe.

Its condition was on the edge of the limit. If there’s no help from external forces, these two elder brothers might actually be able to capture and imprison it.

As the waves surged in Ye Hanjun’s heart, there was a brief decline in the piano sound.

Ye Dan did not miss this opportunity, he advanced again. The fangs on his wing tips aimed at Ye Hanjun’s arms, wanting to sever those dancing hands.

"Whooosh!"

The long-accumulated Ultimate·Giant Devouring Tornado was finally launched.

Ye Dan ignored it, cutting through like a knife, his unstoppable momentum pressured those in front of him.

"Boom!"

The ground behind him cracked open, a diseased horse covered in pus galloped forward.

On its back sat a humanoid figure, clad in ragged armor, right hand holding a sword that was only half left, left hand holding a shield with a hole in it. The gloomy aura was as sharp as needles on one’s back.

Ye Hanjun didn’t need to turn around to identify; this was the ’Decayed Knight’, Ye Buyi’s Blood Covenant Fond Spirit.

Once anyone with weak physique was scratched by its weapon, the wound would immediately become inflamed and decay... until the flesh and blood peeled off, revealing a skeleton.

The Goose Immortal, prepared for a fight, gave a shout and summoned the ’Bird Squadron’.

This ultimate skill hasn’t been used since arriving at Demon Dragon Island.