The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1076 - 417: Slaughter Until the River Runs Red_3

"Perhaps... this is also the directive of the Miemeng Clan?"

Ye Hanjun thought for a moment and replied,

"Since the Miemeng Divine Bird has not truly been born yet, what the Miemeng Clan needs to do most right now is to keep a low profile."

"Any high-profile actions, any exposure to enemies that they have obtained the Heavenly Godhood, would inevitably invite all sorts of trouble."

"Of course, it’s not excluded that the Miemeng Clan has absolute confidence, believing they can easily get through this buffering period."

"The Cloud Witch Goddess and the Light Witch Goddess have both lost their Ancestor, and although they belong to the Divine Trace Lineage, their circumstances are not as good as before."

"But regardless, their power is greater than that of the Holy King’s family. If they could form an alliance with them, it would greatly benefit the Miemeng Clan..."

Ye Hanjun was analyzing when suddenly his spirit was stirred.

The source of the stirring was not external but internal, originating from a mark on his body.

He looked at his left hand, surprised, noticing the green seven-string rune symbol.

It was slightly warm, and a holy aura burst forth from within.

"The Absolute String... has evolved?"

Ye Hanjun was momentarily dazed, the gloom born from the loss of his clansmen faded slightly.

In the Solar Abyss, for hundreds of years, the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits had laid a solid foundation.

Except for Aegifura who advanced to Glorious Perfection, the time was the most recent.

The rest were basically at the breakthrough point, merely waiting for an opportunity.

Today, was the battle with the Hai Xiong Clan the turning point of fate for Absolute String?

What form would it take? Could it retain its Unparalleled Skills?

Ye Hanjun held strong anticipation and did not rashly summon it.

The Ascending Evolution of creatures, short as a snap of the fingers, long as months and years.

Until Absolute String was completely finished, he couldn’t intervene actively; otherwise, it would be too late for regrets if problems arose.

...

The long flight was constantly accompanied by the sound of wind.

Another half day passed, and Ninghuanagyun finally appeared before his eyes.

"Splash!"

Ye Yin crushed a rune and then passed through the Defensive Array, heading straight for the fifth floor of the castle.

Shortly after, apart from the retired Jing Hui, who was out traveling and could not return,

Hong Zixun, Lu Yin, Rong Yue, Bi Baixia, Bai Hanlian, and Xinluo, the six major dark councilors, arrived one after another to meet.

"What’s the matter?"

Xinluo appeared to have just fought with someone, his body still emanating a strong smell of beast blood, very pungent.

He didn’t mind it, casually sprayed some perfume to cover it, then took a secondary seat, staring at Ye Yin and asked.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, all the formation patterns on the fifth floor activated; dazzling light patterns climbed to every corner.

The environment’s sudden illumination caused the dark councilors to look at each other.

"Something has happened, we need to communicate with everyone."

Ye Yin left the main seat and sauntered to the high platform.

This meeting was not meant for all staff but only for the dark councilors, Guardian Saint Spirits, and their close confidants.

Thus, there weren’t many people in the hall, just about twenty or so, each of whom Ye Hanjun had met before.

"Being so mysterious, could it be a surprise for me?"

Lu Yin covered her mouth, smiling beautifully.

In the past, such a smile would have dispersed the serious atmosphere.

But not this time, as Ye Yin gave her a brief glance, his eyes as calm as the abyss.

Hong Zixun, Rong Yue, Bi Baixia, Bai Hanyan, one by one solemn.

They looked at Xinluo and then glanced at the two women standing beside Ye Hanjun, one of whom had a taller figure, that dark and profound sensation faintly unsettling.

"I’ve caused a disaster."

Ye Yin flicked his ring while pulling out two items.

One was a Seal Stone, through which he summoned the Rose Princess again.

Under the watchful eyes, the tiny Rose Princess had a slightly bulging belly, soundly asleep.

Her body was enveloped in a faint luminance as if absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, which would undoubtedly benefit her growth once the life energy was assimilated.

The second item was a head, fifty or so meters wide, which thudded to the ground, the shrunken Radiant Holy Tiger instantly bristling.

"Meow, is this Hai Xiong?"

"I see clearly with my own eyes! This is definitely Hai Xiong, very powerful in life, either a Supreme Sacred Great Achievement or Supreme Holy Completion!"

The Radiant Holy Tiger returned to his original size, stared with his big menacing eyes, and leaned in to sniff, his bristled fur not settling down.

"Hai Xiong... the inherited spirit of the Hai Xiong Clan?"

"Yue Ying, where did you pick this up from? Put it back; we shouldn’t touch muddy waters that we shouldn’t..."

Hong Zixun turned pale.

At such a close distance, the stench of beast blood, how could it be covered by a few drops of perfume?

Not to mention, that head was still warm; it hadn’t been dead for long, the time of its fall wasn’t too long.

"We killed them."

Ye Yin’s words cut off Hong Zixun’s faint hope.

The latter drew a sharp breath, his spine chilled as he heard:

"Have you always wanted to know my true origin and background?"

"Let me introduce myself again; my surname is not Yue, it is Ye, Ye Yin."

"These three here are my clansmen, and we come from the Ghost Lamp, one of the Seven Abysses."

Ye Yin bowed slightly, apologizing:

"I’m very sorry, due to various reasons, we had to disguise our names; deception was not our original wish."

"Just now, we made a trip to the vibrant green clouds and slaughtered the entire Hai Xiong Clan stationed in the Cloud Sea’s vanguard army."

"Thinking it over, the truth can’t be covered with paper. If we are to continue our association, perhaps only truthfulness can smooth our intentions."

"What, what? You wiped out the Hai Xiong Clan?"

Bai Hanyan, sweating profusely, stuttered:

"Even if it was just the vanguard, there were multiple Saint King Levels stationed there, which is not something ordinary Holy Clans can engage with..."

"You, you... actually killed them all? Every single one?"

"Good heavens, what has the world come to? It’s only been a few days since you became the dark council leader..."