The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1055 - 410: The Dark Speaker_3

Ye Hanjun raised an eyebrow, a thought crossed his mind, and the cross marks on his abdomen lit up instantly.

"Boom—"

With a flash of lightning, he disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, Ye Hanjun was holding a Cross Thunder Sword, facing the axe edge of the Devil’s Fang directly.

There was no harsh collision sound between them because the deafening thunder, once it reached everyone’s eardrums, left them too terrified to speak.

"Yue Ying has invited a deputy, not only a Sun Witch who has contracted with Supreme Holy Completion Fond Spirits but also Beast Soldiers with Thunder Attributes?"

"This...this...isn’t this equivalent to a being of Saint King level? This person is so powerful, he could establish a super sect by himself, so why is he obeying Yue Ying?!"

At that moment, not only Bi Baixia, Bai Hanyan, Rong Yue, Hong Zixun, and Lu Yin—all were dumbfounded.

"Is he my distant relative, do I need a reason to help me?"

Ye Yin spoke indifferently, solving everyone’s confusion while inexplicably sending chills down their spines.

"Boom! Boom!!"

Ye Hanjun swung the Sword Thunder Child, each sword light several meters wide and a hundred meters long, consecutively a hundred swords, the lingering sword shadows in the sky gradually pushed back Gulilaus.

Gulilaus cleverly masked the shock in his eyes, re-entering the dueling state, his abilities from the S-grade ’Crazy Fighter’ surged into his body to their utmost.

Then, he barely caught a glimpse of the sword’s trajectory, locking onto Ye Hanjun’s real body, waved the Devil’s Fang, and slashed through the sky, charging furiously like a ravenous wolf.

"Crackle!"

Ye Hanjun leaped backward, his original body having strong survival abilities, but he was not yet a saint and couldn’t easily endure a direct chop from the Supreme Soldier Beast.

The Sword Thunder Child in his hand, sensing Gulilaus’s intent to kill, the thunder light surged wildly and suddenly broke away from Ye Hanjun’s palm, moving like a ghost, appearing behind Gulilaus.

"Clang!"

The Devil’s Fang also broke free from Gulilaus’s thick palm, lifted to parry the chop from the Sword Thunder Child.

However, when the Devil’s Fang fully deployed its ’Slash’ attack characteristic, the Sword Thunder Child split into two, turning immediately into two Thunder Swords that stabbed through Gulilaus’s palms from left and right, the fresh blood had yet to spray before being completely covered by rampant electrical arcs.

"No, it’s not a Beast Soldier, it has no physical form, this is an Element Holy Spirit!"

Next to Xinluo, two other deputy-level saints, Hu Qi and Shu Bo, were shocked.

Compared to Thunder Attribute Beast Fond Spirits, they were even more terrified of Thunder Attribute Origin Fond Spirits.

Because the latter is rarer and controls additional Thunder Elements on this basis, their combined ultimate combat power is enough to stir the imagination.

"Boom!"

The Sword Thunder Child, not caring about the spectators’ exclamations, felt the killing intent and naturally returned it more than tenfold.

Its attacks grew more violent, not limited to swords anymore.

Sometimes it was accompanied by lightning swallows sprinting through the sky, sometimes by thunder horses stomping the ground, where the thunder went, gold filled the sky, and sparks of electricity dazzled, unstoppable like a sweeping force.

"Pff!"

"Pff Pff!!"

Over and over, flesh was sliced open on Gulilaus’s body, and blood splattering gradually stained his clothes red.

He tried more than once to flee the confined area of thunder and lightning, fantasizing about attacking Ye Hanjun’s real body.

But Sword Thunder Child clung to him like glue, not only failing to break free but sinking deeper and deeper.

"Monster... all those with Thunder Attributes are monsters..."

"Gulilaus is probably doomed; his abilities enhanced the Devil’s Fang are utterly inferior, not seeing even a chance for victory..."

The bystanders were in a stir, with numerous mixed emotions.

This was only the scene they witnessed.

In another scene, the Sun Witch had already ceased fighting, standing next to Ye Hanjun with a smile, seemingly unconcerned and detached.

This scene was obviously more impactful. Yue Ying’s distant relative, merely by sending a Contracted Spirit Fond Spirit, had a chance to achieve ultimate victory.

If he went all out, even if Xinluo’s deputies rushed up together, could they really overcome him?

"Come back."

Ye Hanjun suddenly gestured, and the Sword Thunder Child obediently flew back.

The battlefield of blades and swords instantly disappeared, but the oppressive force of the lingering thunder and electricity still weighed on everyone’s souls.

"Turning it into this, is it enough now?"

Ye Hanjun looked distantly at the panting Gulilaus and said blandly:

"Yue Ying is not without power or influence; you just want to compare ’strength by your side’, but it’s like throwing eggs against a rock."

"May I ask your name?"

Gulilaus tried to even out his breathing, staring and painfully asked.

"Gray."

Ye Hanjun spoke softly:

"Chairman Jing Hui, do we still need to continue comparing?"

"If we abide by the rule that might makes right, have we not already won?"

Above on the high platform, Jing Hui’s slightly opened eyes gradually closed.

He stamped his cane, smiled, and asked:

"Xinluo, do you have any objections?"

"If not, Yue Ying’s inheritor status is undoubtedly secured."

"Chairman, please reconsider!"

Bai Hanyan, under everyone’s gaze, courageously shouted:

"Yue Ying is ultimately an outsider, not as well-established as Xinluo!"

"Handing over the Melancholy Rose to him is like handing over the enterprise our ancestors painstakingly built to an outsider!"

"Bai Hanyan, shut up!"

Xinluo abruptly interrupted, his eyes fiercely vibrant:

"Yue Ying, I only ask you one question."

"Can you promise to lead the Melancholy Rose to the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, doing everything possible to reach higher peaks?"

"I promise, to the best of my ability."

Ye Yin replied unequivocally and earnestly.

"Good!"

Xinluo nodded gravely and suddenly turned around, declaring to those around him:

"Being utterly crushed by absolute power, I, Xinluo, am willing to accept my loss!"

"From now on, the Melancholy Rose will follow Yue Ying’s lead; my commands will no longer be the top priority!"