The Ascension of Contracted Spirits
Chapter 1387 - 532: Evil Root Disaster Fetus_3
Amidst such chaos, the blood claws tore at each other like a massacre among themselves, making it impossible to hit the originally targeted direction.
"Boom!!"
"Rip!!"
"Rumble!! Crack!!"
Goddess Ba, Ye Chengfeng, and Sword Thunder Child seized the opportunity and attacked simultaneously.
No matter how it was viewed, the core of Calamity was the eyeball.
Since the God Burying Arrow couldn’t break through the defense, they would concentrate their efforts on attacking one point, disbelieving that it couldn’t be breached.
With a sound of "Puff", the eyeball was indeed shattered, a strand of black blood oozing out.
Yet Calamity still exuded abyss-like coldness, the gaze that stared at the dead unchanged since ancient times:
"Are you all trying to scratch our itch?"
"Guess the sum of our lifetimes, is it ten times or a hundred times yours?"
"The look on your faces while enduring fear, though pleasing to the eye, we don’t want to play with you anymore, die."
The sound of death lingered, Ye Hanjun groaned heavily, coughing up blood furiously.
Goddess Ba was hurt even more severely.
She had struggled to jump onto the eyeball, the sudden counterforce felt more painful than being slashed a thousand times, the sky cyan flames burning on her almost extinguished.
If it weren’t for the quick reaction of the Time Drum, invoking "Time Retrospection", forcing Goddess Ba back to her original position, and restoring her injuries as much as possible.
With just this blow, the Nether God body, known as undying and immortal, of Goddess Ba might have lost more than half of its combat power.
"Sarus, Huang Shi, Magic Cube."
"Your divine positions are reliant on calamity, aren’t they?"
Just when the second wave of Calamity’s killing intent was about to descend, Bai E’s voice sounded, amidst eerie cold, mixed with a chilling bleakness:
"Coincidentally, I am also an expert in this field."
"Though I can’t be more savage than you now, curbing one or two, is not an empty talk."
"Yaya, what should we do?"
Mo floated in mid-air, without flapping wings, three sapphire-like eyeballs gleaming eagerly:
"I can’t hold back any longer!"
"This new friend is absolutely wonderful!"
"He will surely remind me of the long-lost pain, with him here, a happy and perfect family!"
However, Bai E didn’t reply to Mo promptly, instead secretly instructed Ye Hanjun:
"Lord of the Human Race, listen up."
"Examining the ultimate form of Calamity, I finally confirm."
"Sarus and Huang Shi indeed embody the entire essence of the evil and barren veins, and the related principles merge into the form of Calamity."
"But the Doomsday Cube, is ultimately a part that I have severed."
"Forcing to ascend to Heavenly Venerate, appearing perfectly flawless, but actually hasn’t mastered all principles of disaster."
"That’s also why, such twisted amalgamations like them, couldn’t overthrow the Heavenly Dao in an instant, plunging all heavens and myriads of worlds into downfall... fundamentally, because of this imperfection."
"So?"
Ye Hanjun pondered and realized something.
"In this battle, Mo must die."
The second part of Bai E’s words, once spoken, a soaring killing intent surged:
"By Mo seizing the authority over calamity, the more he seizes, it equivalently weakens Calamity."
"The further he is from being the true Three Seals God, the nearer he is to us Double Seal Heavenly Venerates, only then will this battle have a chance to turn around."
"Don’t worry, as long as we win in the end and I survive."
"With ’Twin Life Swap’, Mo can use me as a resurrection anchor, just like before, reviving again."
"Great! Great!"
Mo, also an eavesdropper in the conversation, couldn’t help but cheer:
"Ye Hanjun, no problem!"
"The supreme joy of transforming from sound to severe injury, then from severe injury to death, I haven’t felt for a long time!"
Ye Hanjun clarified his thoughts, nodded lightly, killing intent penetrating his fingertips:
"Let’s give it all."
"You seize the authority, I’ll use my last trump card."
"Today, either Calamity wins alone, burying all beings, or we resolve the crisis, reopening the Heavenly Dao, there is no third choice!"
"Swish!!"
As he spoke, Ye Hanjun still maintained the Law-Figure-World of Diyan, above the hundred and eight pieces of Hell, "Heaven" suddenly emerged.
Oh no, it wasn’t purely "Heaven".
In the center of the gray sun, stood an Ancient Stone Gate.
Formerly when the stone gate was opened, it could only blink like an anomaly without revealing the destination to the naked eye.
Now, the majestic stone gate swung open to both sides, revealing a Heaven behind the gate.
Inside it were numerous Faith Altars, each altar corresponding to a sacred chapel.
Because Ye Hanjun’s mind swayed, all the altars began to shine, coupled with all the chapels, immersed in daylight-like rainy light, as if divine manifestations occurred.
Then--inside the chapels, silhouettes constantly walked out!
They wore clean white Sacrificial Robes without any adornments, only a halo above their heads.
No need for verbal communication, nor eye contact.
These people clasped their hands in prayer, devoutly.
Brilliant lights gradually expanded the dimensions of Heaven, bit by bit surpassing the area covered by Diyan.
Ye Hanjun held awe, becoming wholly absorbed.
These were all the devotees who died in the past few thousand years, only because he ascended to Double Crowns, the remnants of the devotees condensed into Phantom Bodies, collectively becoming part of the "Faithful Heaven" Law-Figure-World.
"Listen to the thoughts of all beings, shelter the realm of the living."
"Senior Time Drum, may I borrow your Time Principle?"
"I want you to bear the cost of causality and instantly elevate my two contract partners to the divine enthronement realm."
Ye Hanjun beckoned gently, like stirring water in a stream, Huazhu and Aegifura appeared on both sides accordingly.
The Time Drum glanced at them, nodded without hesitation:
"Both near divine enthronement, the cost is still within the bearable range."
"Boom!"
Two Time Arrows pierced the full chests of a witch and a demon.
Time mist hovered and vibrated, multicolored, anomalies arrived one after another.
A split second as it was said, so was it.
Ye Hanjun didn’t blink, the two demigods instantly enthroned, their originally dense yet unimposing divine fluctuating power finally became substantial, stunning to behold.