The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1088 - 421: Corpse Dragon Queen Shili_3

The combat power that could be exhibited, when divorced from divinity, was necessarily inferior to that of the vigorous and youthful Holy Beast King.

"Your clan’s situation seems to be exceptionally delicate."

"The two of them are still fine; there’s a faint glimmer left."

"The few Corpse Dragon Queens I saw just now, equally aged, have actually shed the divinity in their blood, descending completely from gods to saints?"

Spoken offhandedly, the atmosphere inside the cool pavilion suddenly plummeted to freezing point.

The Corpse Dragon Queen of saintly rank, who had been dozing off, opened her eyes halfway, her gaze gradually turning icy:

"Human, do not commit taboo."

"What exactly is your relationship with Shi Ju of my clan?"

"Where did she go in the end? Is she alive or dead? Please answer each question."

"Shi Ju is in the Solar Abyss, observing the scenery of heaven and earth, searching for her own path of enlightenment..."

Ye Hanjun gave a light laugh, confirmed that there were no more prying eyes in the dark, lit up his ring, and took out a square box, changing the subject:

"This is something she asked me to bring to you, hoping this surprise hasn’t arrived too late."

"The Solar Abyss?"

Shili, Shimei, and Shilan were all stunned.

"Clan Leader, your corpse is noble; let this old body handle it."

Shimei was the first to snap out of it, rushing in front of Shili to receive the large box, which was over ten meters in both length and width.

Of course, what Ye Hanjun saw as "large" was still considered petite in their view.

A loud snap was heard as the lid of the box was opened; a blaze of resplendent bloodlight burst forth like an enraged dragon, rushing toward the high heavens.

"What is this?!"

Shimei, quick to react, suddenly spewed a large cloud of corpse mist, and forcibly propped up a piece of the sky.

Then, this cloud of corpse mist extended, transforming into an airtight cage, including herself, Ye Hanjun, Ye Liuying, and everyone else within the same enclosed space.

"Gurgle..."

Shimei and Shilan’s dragon eyes bulged, drool dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Shili was even more incredulous, standing up with her six arms trembling erratically as a majestic divine aura burst forth from her body, then intertwined into a hurricane that resonated continuously with the object in the box.

"Where did this come from?!"

"Such a similar origin... Other than coming from the Ancestor of our clan, who else could there be?!"

Shimei spoke with an unprecedented depth to her voice.

Resonating in Ye Hanjun’s ears, it sounded like the roar of a Beast at death’s door.

He smiled faintly, his gaze following to look inside the box.

Inside were dark red blood and a few floating golden Dragon Scales.

"It’s a long story."

"It’s indeed not easy for your clan to endure until the New Era; losing key heritage messages is understandable."

Ye Hanjun reminisced, sighing:

"In the distant Ancient Era, your clan’s Ancestor once exchanged flesh and blood with the Goddess Ba of the Solar Abyss to ensure the uninterrupted continuation of the lineage."

"So indeed, this is the ’Corpse Dragon Matriarch’s’ plasma and scales, carrying her divinity, exceptionally pure in quality."

"Regrettably, Shi Tao Tao, who was supposed to guard this flesh and blood because of Goddess Ba’s severe injuries, didn’t survive to this epoch and had already fallen mid-journey."

"However, it is also fortunate that this was one of the Corpse Dragon Matriarch’s contingency plans. Although most of it has been eroded by time over tens of thousands of years, resulting in a huge waste..."

"The remaining part still holds a value that defies the heavens."

"Your clan being able to reclaim this, I believe, should be enough to reignite the mythological bloodline for two or three epochs, so as not to descend from gods to saints prematurely."

Ye Hanjun explained methodically, unaware that the breaths of the three Corpse Dragon Queens were getting heavier and heavier.

Shimei and Shilan’s eyes instantly turned blood-red.

On their dragon faces, beyond the boundless astonishment and daze, emerged an endless surge of ecstatic joy, like rivers and lakes incessantly emerging:

"Heaven doesn’t cut off the path for the dead! Heaven won’t doom our Corpse Dragon Women’s Clan!"

"It was clearly a desperate situation, a fish trapped at the bottom of the pot, and suddenly—a glimmer of dawn appeared!"

"May I ask who you are, sir? How come you know these secrets? Why go through the trouble to bring the seeds of heritage to our clan? This kindness, our clan will never forget!"

"Hehe, Little GuaGua just said, we’re on the same side; there’s no need for the clash of swords and shadows!"

Little GuaGua, perched on Ye Hanjun’s shoulder, seeing the expressions of the three Corpse Dragon Queens, was both happy and proud.

Ye Hanjun smiled and said composedly:

"Just call me Grey; I like that name."

"My tribe also faces the plight of decline; the feelings in your hearts, I can resonate with."

"Of course, there’s also another piece of news that’s difficult to label as good or bad, which I need to inform you of."

Shimei and Shilan, their faces filled with madness and joy, immediately reined in the saintly aura that had been leaking out due to excitement and listened attentively:

"Shi Ju... strictly speaking, no longer belongs to the Corpse Dragon Queen’s lineage."

"Her bloodline has been cleansed, and from now on, at most, she shares a profound connection with you, but a complete return... that’s impossible."

"How so?"

Shimei and Shilan were perplexed.

Ye Hanjun pursed his lips, speaking in a deliberate and unhurried manner:

"Shi Ju once said that she was one of only two hopes for the Corpse Dragon Queen lineage, bearing a destiny that was no trifling matter."

"But the Solar Abyss needed her more, and she had to make a new choice, grafting herself to the bloodlines of the Hanba Clan, becoming a pure-blooded Hanba, and entrusting the clan she left behind to the hands of another clansman."

Ye Hanjun glanced at Shili, whose expression was stunned, with an implied meaning:

"Including this inheritance of the Corpse Dragon Matriarch’s flesh and blood, if it weren’t for her grafting in advance, it wouldn’t have been possible to find it."

"This is a price, as well as a result."

"Of course, precisely because of this, from the moment Shi Ju became a Hanba, the bond between the Corpse Dragon Queens and the Hanba has been deeply established."

"You just need to fight hard to extend your offspring, ensuring the fire of inheritance doesn’t get extinguished."

"When Goddess Ba dominates the world, She will naturally protect you, and your clan will emerge from a precarious situation as faint as fireflies to once again welcome attention as bright as the full moon."