The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 750 - 309: Divine Enthronement Battle Soldiers_2

"Big tadpole, these two shouldn’t break, should they?"

"Hmm." Ye Hanjun nodded gently, his gaze fixed unwaveringly as he muttered softly:

"I entered this palace firstly to bury the remains of my clansmen and to find his relics incidentally."

"Secondly, even if I cannot get the Young King Stone, the other treasures hidden here are worth exploring..."

Ye Hanjun, with Demon Wings, elevated his height, his sharp-nailed palms reaching first for the vessel on the left.

This vessel was as big as a washbasin, containing a fist-sized piece of dark red glass shard.

When his eyes touched this shard, Ye Hanjun’s soul seemed to be sucked in, a deeper level of trembling sensation making his lips dry, his grasping fingers hesitated several times, still daring not to touch the shard.

"Big tadpole, what are you afraid of?"

The fearless GuaGua, exhilarated, also wanted to touch it.

But he was stopped by Ye Hanjun; lifted gently by the back of the neck, the little one’s hands and feet dangled in mid-air, unable to touch anything.

"You cannot touch it, there might be danger."

"Really? I think it’s alright!"

GuaGua trusted his instincts, but he also trusted Big Tadpole.

Rarely seeing Big Tadpole in such a serious expression, he stopped fussing and obediently lay still, holding his breath in anticipation of a miraculous phenomenon.

"Whoosh~~~"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Hanjun firmly grasped the dark red shard.

As if breaking a silent balance, the silent bronze altar suddenly began to shake.

"Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~"

It was the sound of surging waves, initially indiscernible in origin, seemingly a heavenly sound filling the air, a startling noise.

But GuaGua was the first to react, his eyes widening, his mouth agape.

That sound was actually coming from inside Big Tadpole; just by grabbing the shard, his heart thumped wildly, his blood roaring and rushing through his body, his previously pale face quickly turning blood-red.

This was not a normal physiological characteristic, GuaGua had a bad feeling, fearing that if the blood got any more turbulent, Big Tadpole might explode!

"Whoosh~~~ Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~"

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Ye Hanjun’s right arm was as if shredded by spiral blades.

Large amounts of black-red demon blood flowed out from the wound.

They eventually gathered at the position of the shard, like a beast starved for a long time, devouring the fresh blood while a chill of darker red brilliance spread out.

"Ugh!!"

Goose Immortal, Huazhu, and GuaGua, were forced to fly backward.

Ye Hanjun, ensnared in the whirlpool of blood, issued a ghastly, inhuman scream.

He dared not lose consciousness, he had to watch with his eyes wide open as streams of blood wrapped around his arm, the scorching heat that could rend flesh repeatedly tearing at his soul.

"Roar!!!"

In an extreme burst, the skin’s hue of his right forearm from wrist to elbow permanently changed.

A piece of thin, cicada-wing-like dark red armor perfectly conformed to his flesh as if it were naturally so, with no actual difference between the two.

"Is this the highest principle we seek?"

"Just one of tens of millions of fragments possessing such power, if the original body was built... it’s truly unimaginable how terrifying it would be!"

Even the lawless Goose Immortal fell into a death-like silence.

Huazhu even lowered his head, concealing the awe in his vertical pupils.

Only GuaGua, still wanting to scrape at it a couple of times, mindlessly tried to test how it felt.

"Progenitor above, Ye Clan member Ye Hanjun, will spare no effort to bring out your relics, and return them to the clan to boost the clan’s spirit."

Ye Hanjun bowed towards the void, straightening his back afterwards, his right fist clenched.

"Boom!"

He punched the ground, a shallow indent imprinting on the surface.

And such a mark, the him from a few minutes before could not have created.

"Physical enhancement, albeit slight?"

Ye Hanjun tested, just as recorded in the clan annals, once a fragment of the Shura Bow lodges within the flesh, the human body will obtain effective reinforcement.

Especially in the region where the armor attaches, the defensive capacity would rise several levels, and the inherent survivability would naturally increase.

"Demon’s family."

Goose Immortal muttered, his cheeks devoid of any apprehension.

"This Immortal must strive harder!"

"Rather than looking up in admiration, it’s better to become such a creature oneself!"

"If one day, this Immortal reaches that level, he will surely command the Feather Clan across the world, with a regal aura sweeping through the heavens—who would dare not pay respect? All will bow down to this Immortal!"

With unprecedented determination burning within, Goose Immortal was deeply stimulated.

In Without-Sun City, having witnessed dozens of the Holy Saint Embryos alive, it had left an indelible impression in the spiritual world.

But these holy beings, even if their numbers were multiplied by threefold or fivefold, how could they compare to the highest level of deity?

The Shura Bow—when in existence, ranked among the Divine Enthronement!

It’s a great prosperity to have even one Divine Enthronement Fond Spirit crowned, supported with Abilities, flattening the mundane world as easily as flipping one’s hand.

But the Night Family Progenitor Ye Xiuluo, having once bound with two The Fetuses of God Sealing, was one of the reasons for his invincibility!

The Shura Bow was one among them, a Divine Enthronement Beast Soldier that had reached the extremes among the Soldier Fond Spirits.

In legends, during the intervals of a realm’s destruction and reformation, it shed the last of mundanity from its lineage, ascended from holy to divine, achieving the pinnacle, a supreme sublimation.

And all of this was due to the Progenitor’s cultivation, the silence during a period of keeping a low profile, and the invincibility when revealing his edge, collectively crafting this divine war weapon above all, intertwined deeply with myriads of myths and legends about this divine bow in the annals of the Ye Clan.