The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1065 - 414: Destroying the Miemeng Clan

"Nishang, don’t make a move yet, I’ll take this man down!"

Ye Hanjun grasped the Sword Thunder Child, and instantly, exploding golden lightning arcs coiled around his arm like a tornado.

"Crackle!!"

The next moment, lightning flashed sixty-six times, leaving the Hai Xiong and War Bear King with numerous cuts of varying depths across their bodies.

The wild Thunder Element, exploiting these wounds, attempted to paralyze them from within.

"Roar!!"

The War Bear King stomped the ground, and when the air currents surged skywards, the invading lightning arcs were forcibly expelled from its body.

The Hai Xiong was even more exaggerated; it took a deep breath and upon exhaling, the Thunder Element within was stripped away, then condensed into a sphere, and was returned in full.

This was the inherent ’abnormal status resistance’ of the ’Hai Xiong warriors’, paired with the bloodline of the Fond Spirits, which had a nearly immediate effective result.

"Boom!!"

The lightning sphere exploded. Ye Hanjun swung his sword, serving as an energy conduit.

Both had the same origin, and their fusion would not result in any accidents.

Then, in an instant, Ye Hanjun teleported above the Hai Xiong’s head, both hands gripping the sword, readying to plunge it down.

"Roar!"

In a split second, the Sword Thunder Child greatly expanded, and when it hit the ground, it stretched for five hundred meters, like a golden Emperor’s Sword.

Its broad blade ferociously tore through the iron-forged floor, with lightning sparks flying and metal shattering, a veritable symphony of the battlefield.

"The immortal sun shall forever shine upon the earth, the direction of its guiding light, where evil shall be driven away and bloodshed purified..."

"Descend, Sunfury Goddess, with the fiery wrath of the Solar Fire, judge the enemies before you..."

The Fiery Sun Nun, with hands clasped in prayer, prayed devoutly.

As her final note fell, the Taiyang ripped apart, and the vast and boundless cluster flames floated down like lights set by the Gods, fluttering in the wind.

Ye Hanjun teleported to dodge, then was timely protected by a ring of fire barriers.

Ye Nishang also retreated far away, striving to avoid the central area to spare herself the misfortune of being caught up in the collateral damage.

"Sizzle! Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!"

The great fire blazed up, with waves reaching the heavens, spreading endlessly.

The Hai Xiong and War Bear King, trapped in the sea of fire with nowhere to go, were forced to endure it with their flesh and blood.

They let out agonized screams, one rolling around on the ground while the other beat its chest, as if that would drive back the flames.

But it was obviously futile. This skill, the only extreme skill mastered by Lie Xinxin and powered by the Element energies of Lieyang Mushoucong, the Golden Crow, and the Sun Saint, was indeed the pinnacle of unmatched and well-deserved peak power.

Whether it was resistance to abnormal states or their own physical resilience, blocking this strike demanded a significant toll.

"Crack——crack crack crack——"

Their fur burned away, their hides pierced through, the mighty Hai Xiong and War Bear King, one after another, crashed against the walls and fell to the ground.

Their flesh was badly missing in large areas, and in many spots, even the bones were scorched.

A feeling of forlorn desolation incessantly lingered and compounded.

But ultimately, they were wild beasts, smashing the heavens with a fist, trampling the vast seas underfoot. Such displays of might were their banner of prominence.

The Life Energy stored within their robust bodies awaited just such a desperate juncture.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."

With nine spinal snaps, the Hai Xiong that had collapsed managed to stand once again.

The War Bear King did the same, it breathed out hot breaths, and within its dim eyes surged a terrible killing intent.

They began to scan through the smoky haze, trying to locate the actual body of the Fiery Sun Nun amidst the all-encompassing flames.

At this time, Hai Xiong Shier Lang vanished without a trace.

Ye Hanjun realized he seemed to have hidden inside the belly of the War Bear King. Piling bears on top of bears; did it mean he could even encompass himself?

"Swish, swish, swish!!"

The Marks writhed, and the light patterns flickered.

Mo was the first to emerge from the Formation, lifting his eyes to the rampant flames, all his tendrils spasming.

"Fire... burns... It hurts, you know!"

"Where is my friend? Oh! Found them! Two big guys!"

Without further ado, Mo rushed into the sea of flames, braving the fire’s devouring embrace.

At first, it was inconspicuous, but as it grew in size, bringing endless mountain and sea tendrils alongside, a terrifying phenomenon descended.

The battle-weary War Bear King and Hai Xiong suddenly weakened, their noses and mouths sealed as though breathing had become immensely difficult.

An ineffable Law of Destruction wildly flooded the dungeon.

On the outskirts, Ye Nishang was taken aback, her serene mind stirred into a storm.

Divinity... such refined divinity!

What kind of beast was this? The little creature once known as "Mo"?

How had it transformed so? Merely a millennium, and from a mere mortal womb, it had undergone a metamorphosis?

Ye Nishang couldn’t believe the scene before her eyes, but her senses did not deceive her, nor did the fourth Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, the ’Eye of the Dark Elf’, deceive her.

Whether it was the eyeball-shaped Beast Soldier or that severed black blade, the shadows hidden in both hands— all belonged to one supreme life form.

In the Near Ancient Era, there lived a ’Dark Elf King’ who was a Half-Step Deity!

He was a Demi-human, presiding over the ancient and pure Dark Element, perfectly compatible with the SS-rank ’Nether Lord’.

Using a treasure map, Ye Nishang discovered his tomb, went through the challenges, and eventually inherited his treasures.

These super opportunities beyond mortal imagination, facing Ye Hanjun, seemed to pale in comparison.

The residual divinity of the Dark Elf King eventually nurtured into the young ’Eye of the Dark Elf,’ indirectly equal to his offspring.

No matter how faint this divinity was, possessing it meant it qualified as a ’Divine Trace Lineage’, without a doubt.

But Mo—this creature remembered for its twisted nature—possessed divinity, tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold... it was ubiquitous and endless.