The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 803 - 327: The Evil Beast Embryo, The Earth’s Blood Vessels

"Should I give it a try?"

Ye Hanjun’s eyes twitched twice, his only smile completely lost.

A resounding explosion... Was this something one could idly attempt?

If Mo detonated without dying then I could too, unless I activated Miracle Disintegration in advance, otherwise it would be time to start serving... Could these really be equated?

"No, no, just enjoy yourself."

Ye Hanjun shook his head rapidly, as if afraid of being a beat too slow, which would cause Mo to misunderstand his intention and accelerate the explosion of the infiltrating curse.

"Well, okay then."

Mo agreed obediently, gazing intently as he said:

"Still, I’ll make preparations, right?"

"As long as you speak up, I’m ready to serve you at any time!"

"To share pain and please each other is the symbol of friendship!"

With painstaking care, Mo spoke as earnestly as a little teacher.

Ye Hanjun hurriedly nodded, pointing to the pattern that had crawled up to his nose, reminding for the last time:

"Yes, yes, yes, can this stop? I can hardly bear it any longer."

"Of course."

Mo remained clinging to Ye Hanjun’s trouser leg, but the colorful pattern crawling up to Ye Hanjun’s neck suddenly stopped, retracting at a faster speed until it completely disappeared.

This included the patterns on the Chimera cubs and Goose Immortal; they all vanished as well.

Apart from the residual throbbing in the mind, no other traces could be sought.

"Controllable... That’s great!"

Ye Hanjun let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling as if he had a narrow escape from death.

"Control at will? So it doesn’t cause indiscriminate harm?"

Goose Immortal turned its head, staring at Mo with wide eyes, its mouth gaping enough to fit a Dragon Egg.

It maintained eye contact for over ten seconds, and with no changes to its feathers, the so-called "body of curses" had indeed lost its intended effect.

"Baa!"

"Ssss!!"

Yang Xiaoqi and She Xiaoxiong remained full of vigilance.

It was unbelievable; they had unexpectedly encountered Heaven and Earth Perfection in their adventure, and neither of them had ever taken it seriously.

But when Mo entered the scene, each of them became more guarded than the last.

Even the typically indolent Lion Head couldn’t ignore Mo’s presence, the barely audible growling in its throat, the slightly clenched lion’s claws, the bared fangs... all expressed its hostility.

"Own beast, don’t be like this."

GuaGua, although not fond of the tattered cloth, still hugged Yang Xiaoqi’s neck, attempting to soothe its tension.

"Baa..."

Yang Xiaoqi bleated, its hooves no longer stomping the ground.

Seizing the moment, Ye Hanjun broke the silence and asked:

"Mo, you mentioned there was a lot of pain over there, what exactly is it?"

"I don’t know, huh."

Mo blinked its single eye on his forehead and flapped its snowy white fleshy wings:

"Yaya told me, it said there’s a lot of pain over there, and it must be really joyful to experience!"

"Yaya..."

Ye Hanjun’s pupils shrank as he pursed his lips, attempting to ask:

"What does it mean to you, and why do you listen to it so intently?"

"Also, does it truly have a self-aware consciousness? If so, why does it never communicate with me directly?"

"Yaya... Yaya is the best..."

Mo smacked its lips, though not directly responding, the mental waves it emitted were very relaxed and happy:

"Under the heavens, Ye Hanjun is the second best, Yaya is the best..."

"You are all my good friends, so you are also good friends, and good friends are supposed to share pain together..."

Ye Hanjun frowned, looking at the naive and simple Mo with some concern.

The prayer that controlled Mo emphatically mentioned "container of disasters."

Before, he hadn’t given it much thought, but since the Clock of the Era confirmed that the three-eyed white crow had deep mysteries, likely hiding secrets beyond imagination,

this concern was like a thorn in his soul, embedded until he could clarify the reason, unable to be extracted.

"Yaya... Yaya won’t hurt me..."

"Ye Hanjun... Let’s go taste the pain quickly..."

"My body doesn’t bleed... It’s uncomfortable... too uncomfortable..."

Ye Hanjun frowned and immediately exchanged glances with Goose Immortal.

Goose Immortal flapped its wings and returned a "don’t look at me, make up your own mind" gaze, staying silent.

"Since you’ve asked, then we must go."

"Great, great, let’s start the journey, I can’t wait!"

Mo’s two tentacles clapped together several times, once again entwining Ye Hanjun’s ankle.

"Roar..."

Lion Head took up its pace again, moving even more slowly, ready to turn back at any moment.

The atmosphere ahead grew more oppressive, even it bristled with alarm, as normal beings from the Heaven and Earth Stage who ventured there would surely perish.

"Change the path, change the path, can’t go this way!"

"No, no, this isn’t right either, change again, change again!"

...

With the Stone pendant in hand, GuaGua kept acting as the navigator.

In the midst of their tense and thrilling progress, the stench of blood assailed their nostrils, and Ye Hanjun saw tombstones covered in blood and flesh, with hundreds of carcasses scattered around, their fierce aura piercing the sky and ground, forming a vacuum of evil spirits.

There were tombstones wreathed in flames, and just approaching them would set off a blaze, like a phoenix’s rebirth, turning an area of ten li into a fiery inferno.

There were tombstones carved with the word "split", and around them were cliffs and ravines, with cracks and fissures everywhere; bodies of beasts severed at the waist and not yet decayed. Among them, at least five were Unlimited Foetus, their causes of death mysterious, their ends tragic.

"The curses here are diverse and varied, and their intensity keeps exceeding my understanding..."