The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 777 - 318: The Sleeping Ancient Creature_2

Ye Yunruo’s expression changed drastically. As the solemn music dissipated from her ears, the green-golden sea of Thunder atop her head grew visibly more violent.

They no longer stayed calmly in mid-air, not interweaving into a net, thoroughly crushing the wandering remnants of the deceased.

Instead, they split into numerous small globular lightnings, falling like a hailstorm.

"Boom! Boom! Boooom!!"

Calamity struck again, and the situation that had just stabilized plunged into greater chaos.

Ye Mochou’s mouth twitched repeatedly. Seeing his clansmen in disarray, he ultimately held up the Abyss of Destruction with his own strength to intercept the Thunder Element sweeping across heaven and earth.

"Cursed for eight generations, I’ve never worried about food or clothing since I was young, how did I end up in such a mess!"

Little Monkey took the opportunity to try and escape. A series of globular lightning struck down, and despite his body having certain resistance to lightning, he was still electrocuted into dancing wildly, looking like a madman.

The Scorpion Demon wasn’t faring any better. Already on the verge of depletion, it bathed in the electric rain.

Eyes rolling back, convulsing and trembling, it fell into unconsciousness repeatedly.

And precisely because of the heart-piercing pain, it would wake up in shock, only to faint again.

After several cycles, its entire body smelled badly scorched. Its initially impressive presence gradually faded from memory.

...

"Huff—huff—"

Three whole hours later, the Thunder Sea finally dispersed, and the world opened up again.

For the first time in twelve thousand years, Soul Calming Mountain, always enveloped in soul mist, welcomed a rare cloudless and picturesque view.

Though there was no sun overhead, a soft light slanted down complementing the sweet, clean air. Everything seemed so beautifully peaceful.

On the fractured peaks, golden gates of light appeared out of nowhere.

In the corner of devastation, members of the Night Family twitched occasionally, their hair standing up like weeds.

Their faces were blackened, their once handsome and charming features turning into memories of the past.

"Good, if the king can leave the Tomb of Asura, I will definitely write this scene into my autobiography for posterity to admire!"

"At the beginning of the Second Epoch of the New Era, Mr. Ye, atop Soul Calming Mountain... ended up with a blossoming behind, a sorry sight to see!"

"Roll!"

Ye Buqun was still coughing. His body hair completely singed off, he was in tremendous pain.

But he couldn’t tolerate his rival’s mocking laughs and, mustering his strength, furiously retorted:

"Look at yourself! Apart from being able to move your neck up, can you lift your hands or feet"

"Both of you brothers, no point in making light of misery."

Ye Buyi, who was forced to revert to his human form and sitting on the ground, gave a wry smile, saying worryingly:

"Look, the crack in the center has completely disappeared."

"Not only is Ye Hanjun’s whereabouts unknown, the Nightmare Falcon has also vanished. There’s no trace of them left on the battlefield."

"Yeah, what should we do"

Ye Xun touched his head, his hair falling in clumps, a flicker of distress briefly crossing his face.

Then, she sighed heavily in a low spirit:

"Anyway, Ye Hanjun saved us."

"Had we continued to be trapped in the nightmare, save for a few who might have escaped, the odds for the rest were grim and most likely would have become spiritual nourishment for the Nightmare Falcon."

"Now his life hangs in the balance, and with this debt of gratitude, I feel uneasy."

"Boom!"

Ye Mochou walked to the side of the ruins, followed closely by the Fission Snake Demon, which slammed fiercely into it.

After a brief shaking, the ruins were swept clean, revealing a smooth new ground that caught the onlookers by surprise.

"The Formation Pattern inherent to Soul Calming Mountain has been activated. It won’t be long before all traces of our battle are erased."

Ye Mochou, after a moment of contemplation, tilted his head towards the hourglass by the golden gate, thoughtfully saying:

"The king doesn’t know where Ye Hanjun has gone either, but he’s not so easy to die. Rather than worry about him, better worry about yourselves."

As he spoke, Ye Mochou lifted his toes and floated towards one of the golden gates.

As he stepped through the gate, his body gradually blurring, an echo resounded through heaven and earth:

"This secret realm is in a countdown to closure."

"If you do not leave in time, once trapped, only the founder himself can rescue you."

"I’m taking the Wine Demon. Little Monkey and Scorpion Demon have lost their battle ability, their fate is for you to decide."

...

Watching Ye Mochou casually leave Soul Calming Mountain, the remaining people looked at each other.

After a while, Ye Mo took a deep breath, dragging his tired body, step by step, he left.

"Fortune favors the bold, and misfortune punishes the weak. The favor owed, if given a chance, will be repaid."

Ye Yunruo, having changed into a new garment and forcefully retracting her Contracted Spirits Fond Spirit, gradually stabilized her emotions.

After glancing at the severely injured Ye Aobai and Ye Buchun, she dragged Little Monkey by the ankle, step by step towards the golden gate:

"You two are fairly matched, why not settle it with rock-paper-scissors."

"Little Monkey is coming with me... don’t worry, I’m not interested in it. If I survive and leave the great tomb, I will hand it over to the clan, that’s the plan."

"I’m leaving too."

Ye Buyi shook his head, "Although I didn’t find a suitable variant Blessed Bloodline, I’ve devoured endless souls here. Within ten years, the whole team can reach the rank of Great Completion."

"If fate allows, we’ll meet in the next secret realm."