The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1291 - 490: Divine Trace Lineage·Myriad Phenomena Goddess_2

"Fly Moon, what are you hiding over there for? Come out and fight!"

"Pff, full of energy like you’ve gotten a shot of adrenaline, huh?"

A pink flash, and the Four-winged Pink-winged Fly Demon Emperor, looking down from on high at Goose Immortal, with a fierce light flickering in his demonic eyes:

"This king wields the pathogen’s path and also holds a trace of divinity, making me a rare match among the Holy Kings."

"Remove that damned burden! To spar with this king, you should be bringing more than your full determination!"

"Hahaha, I’m well aware!"

Goose Immortal with a bang sent a boulder flying, his wings freed up, and then he charged towards Fly Moon like a moving mountain range, bold and fearless.

"Demonfly Army——advance!"

"Maggot King, Mosquito Queen, Rat Demon, I give you a quarter of an hour to take it down, delay one second, and this king will behead you!"

...

The battle between goose and fly had no audience.

But Goose Immortal’s wails and screams, day after day, echoed between the mountains.

Members and core individuals of the Flash Alliance, when passing by, often felt a chill down their spines.

New Era Second Epoch, the year 4100 exactly.

With a loud roar shaking mountains and earth, a great goose shot into the sky, its wings spread wide like a Demon King so grand and mighty.

Half-Step Divine Enthronement——Goose of War!

Rich divinity flowed from its flesh and blood, and its body, which was tortured by plague and bacteria, rapidly improved.

"Fly Moon, I did it!"

"For over 200 years, I’ve been defeated by you 36,000 times, never winning once!"

"Whenever I dreamed, all I saw were rats, mosquitoes, maggots, flies... the nightmares of these years can finally end!"

Goose Immortal’s face covered in blood, howled to the sky, releasing all the pent-up frustration within.

Fly Moon, suspended in mid-air, looked down coolly at it, appearing rather proud.

Yet the twitching corner of its mouth, clearly, the fact that Goose Immortal remained tenacious despite repeated defeats over the years, also earned its respect.

"Qingrong, give me the Divinity!"

"Human Master won’t suppress my realm, beyond demigod, there’s yet the path to Divine Enthronement!"

"I expect this journey to be particularly long and arduous, until the ultimate day I step into, I can never slack off!"

"Boom!"

Already awakened, Ten-winged Divine Hammer Angel·Qingrong, holding a hammer, slowly rose into the air.

She rushed towards Goose Immortal, with ten divine-soaked wings hugged around its neck while her forehead pressed against Goose Immortal’s head, performing a meditation gesture.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!!"

An indescribable glowing substance, as if entwined by eighteen divine chains, every pulse causing a light rain over the mountains.

It emerged from Qingrong’s mouth and instantly entered Goose Immortal’s chest, the sound of eighteen shackles breaking one by one could be heard as Goose Immortal suddenly flapped its wings, the violent gust of wind forcing Qingrong to fly backwards tens of thousands of meters, barely stabilizing her form.

"Shit, the Demi-God Body that’s been tempered a thousand times, can’t control the new Divinity that’s been accepted."

"Qingrong, my apologies, I didn’t mean to do it."

Goose Immortal, feeling the explosive rise in divine energy, apologized first, then eagerly said to the Four-winged Pink-winged Fly Demon Emperor:

"Fly Moon, shall we continue?"

"You’ve beaten me for over two hundred years, as fortunes rotate, now it’s time for you to receive my training, it will surely be easier to strike at Half-Step Divine Enthronement than groping alone!"

Fly Moon grinned, initiating the attack first, voicing high fighting spirit:

"Big Goose, I respect your determination, stubborn to this point is truly not easy."

"But a word of advice, without being Unrivaled Supreme, even if you become a deity, you’ll still be a weak god."

"Instead of worrying about when this king will ascend to False God, you’d better ponder, where exactly does your own ’skill’ lie."

"Skill?"

Goose Immortal didn’t pause, blocking the swarm of Devil Flies, said boldly:

"This great one isn’t Absolute String, can’t casually comprehend new skills!"

"If at the Supreme Saint Stage, I still can’t master Unrivaled Supreme, then I’ll wait until Divine Enthronement, determine my mythical form, and then comprehend the true Upper Divine Skill!"

"I expect by then, with so many True Gods in All Heavens, growing through battle, it won’t be too late!"

...

Separated by tens of thousands of meters, Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying, looking at Goose Immortal’s robust momentum steadily overpowering Fly Moon, felt both gratified and amused.

Excluding Mu Yi, followed by Aegifura and Sword Thunder Child, the fourth person in the team to climb to Half-Step Divine Enthronement was actually Goose Immortal.

Before the Heavenly Gods Banquet, Ye Hanjun would hardly have guessed this.

However——since things have come to this point, it is a delight of monumental proportions.

Compared to Aegifura who lacked divinity, Goose Immortal’s true rival is undoubtedly Sword Thunder Child; give it time, a new Primordial Spirit and a new Heavenly God will emerge, and upon reigning supreme, both will become their respective dominators.

"Even the Big Iron Goose has overcome this step, when will Little Black Hat’s Time Retrospection end..."

GuaGua clapped three times, celebrating Goose Immortal’s ascension to False God rather perfunctorily.

Then, it went back to the edge of the Formation, stretching its neck into the mist, finally staring at the colorful figure, still looking gloomy.

"This Gua misses Little Black Hat..."

"The warmth of her embrace, the scent of her hair, the suppleness of her skin..."

"Guah, Little Black Hat, please wake up soon, you are already incredible, if you really can’t, surviving is what brings a future..."

"Long, ominous rumble——"

Little GuaGua was praying with palms together.

Suddenly, an anomaly unlike Goose Immortal’s ascension, surged above Emperor Corpse Ridge.

Ye Hanjun glanced up, his expression one of surprise.

In a flash, the blue sky and white clouds, unexpectedly reflecting dazzling colorful auroras.