Ascension

Tomb of Shura, on the 19th floor, deep in the Holy Spirit Temple.

Hearing Ye Tianzi's doubtful speech, Ye Hanjun was first shocked, and then his whole body trembled crazily like an electric shock.

A strong tingling sensation rises from the brain, travels down the spinal cord, and eventually spreads throughout the body.

"Memory revived?"

Ye Tianzi's eyes lit up:
"That's fine, it saves me the trouble of making random guesses."

"Tell me, how did Yesura deceive you in the ancestral sacrificial hall?"

……

……

boom!
A small area in his mind that had been sealed was completely broken.

A dusty memory came up, and Ye Hanjun collapsed on the ground, the purple magatama in his pupils dimming rapidly.

With a pop, he was forcibly released from the state of dominance and returned to human form.

"what!!!"

Ejifla fell from the air and screamed loudly.

She accidentally fell down behind Ye Hanjun's waist, her face filled with shame and endless sullenness.

Ye Tianzi turned a blind eye and just waved his blood robe lightly. Ejifla was immediately wrapped in a ball of blood, and she could not break free no matter how she yelled and smashed her.

"Shh, don't disturb him."

"And you little guys, please be quiet too."

The snake head that was about to pounce forward was suddenly imprisoned by the blood net and was unable to move for an instant.

The sheep's head was blocked by a ball of blood in its throat, as if it was forcibly muted, and its bleating sound suddenly stopped.

The lion's head shows sympathy, the blood rope binds the lion's paws, and the blood wall frames the head, just like a young child who has no power to tie a chicken, weak and helpless.

The only two survivors were Guagua and Ye Liuying.

And this frog was staring intently at Lord Ye Han, who was sweating profusely. Seeing that he was distracted, he looked even more nervous and worried.

……

It was an absolutely dark temple, with no candles or any light.

But Lord Yehan could see clearly. In the center, there was a humanoid statue standing tall, carrying a dark red divine bow, and sitting astride the demon's back that resembled a stag-shaped beetle. The figure was tall and straight, and the instrument was majestic, like a blue dragon holding down the sea. It was suffocating. .

With a pop, the six-year-old Ye Hanjun knelt down on the ground, his eyes blurred, and what appeared instead was infinite shock and surprise.

"The ancestor...is the ancestor?!"

"Your Majesty, King Shura, Lord Han, a descendant of the Ye clan... pays homage to the ancestor!"

"U--"

There was the sound of charging horns and fierce shouts of killing in my ears.

As if an extremely ancient prehistoric creature was resurrected, the temple shook violently, and the body of the statue lit up inch by inch, finally taking on a faint color.

"Pass on my will, Lord Han, a descendant of the Ye family, has a strong body, a full soul, and a full spiritual marrow. He should inherit my legacy, accept my essence and blood, and protect the immortality of the ethnic group for thousands of years."

"I have lived for sixty thousand years, and when I die, I will die with great force, my life will be cut off, and I will never return."

"In order to ensure that future generations are free from disasters and diseases, and to ensure that the Xuye family is prosperous, I will leave behind my back to help make waves."

"One of them is the blood of the Shura ancestors, refined from the divine flower of my flesh and blood. There are eight drops in total."

"You need to remember that those who swallow the blood of their ancestors can improve their chances of being crowned."

"Because I have gone before and opened up the world, the great road has left its original traces."

"There has never been anyone with the same title and position in the world. Even if the body dies and the spirit disappears, uniqueness is still the eternal law of the human race."

"Killing, darkness, bloodshed, death, destruction... Those who come after me can follow my path and take advantage of the shade. However, when the sword is pointing at the crown, they still need to open a channel alone, otherwise the road ahead will be cut off and there will be no hope of progress."

The statue's voice paused for a moment, then spoke again, with even greater majesty:

"I don't know what year it is today, but I still feel that disaster is coming."

"My descendant, Mr. Han, I will pass on to you another treasure to boost the family's fortune."

"This is what I obtained when I was at my peak, breaking through the door of my first awakening, and surviving nine deaths."

"Because I already have a crown and a wrist that reaches the sky, I no longer have the opportunity to pry into its mysteries."

"But this thing is not trivial. It originated from ancient times or even the underworld. It involves one of the oldest secrets, or it may hide the complete path to becoming a god from low to high."

"To take over this thing, I need to take on unpredictable luck. My bloodline will be messed up, and good or bad luck will be unpredictable."

"My original plan was not to lift the lockdown unless a catastrophe strikes."

"However, the disaster is coming eventually. If I think that my Ye family will live forever and have no title to guard me, the heavens will surely be disgusted with me, and all races will covet me. They are just waiting to devour my flesh and blood, swallow up my remaining will, and destroy my lineage. "

"This thing should be put into use, descendant Hanjun, are you willing to bear my ambitions, inherit my ambitions, entrust my clan, establish great achievements, and continue the glory of the Ye family?"

"Since it is the order of the ancestor, unworthy descendants must obey it!"

The young Lord Yehan performed the rituals of bowing three times and knocking down nine times, meticulously.

"Okay, right and wrong, merit and demerit, success and failure, let's wait and see."

The statue buzzed and trembled, and a hazy ball of light flew out and landed steadily on Lord Yehan's forehead.

"The inheritance corresponding to this thing is only higher than that of my blood."

"However, those who have dual powers are too powerful, and Heaven has always been displeased."

"I cast a spell to wear down your blood, damage your foundation, and deprive you of your original Shura blood."

"If it hurts, endure it."

"If there is any criticism or slander from the tribe in the future, you must endure it and prove yourself with the final result."

"Yes!" Lord Ye Han nodded heavily, his face full of determination.

The next second, heart-breaking pain penetrated into his soul. Thousands of blades chopped his skin and flesh, and the blood that flowed out covered the ground in an instant.

Ye Hanjun fell into coma again and again. Every time he woke up, he had to grit his teeth and endure the pain forcefully.

Ten days, ten days later, the pain subsided and the consciousness gradually became clear.

"Okay, I have successfully transfused blood for you."

"From now on, you will take charge of the way of "coaching", face dangers and explore the world alone. "

"In addition, this drop of Shura ancestral blood is given to you. You should not take it yourself. It should be given to your closest relatives or friends in need."

"In order to protect the secrets of heaven, I will seal your soul and lock the mantra. Everything here must not be leaked to the outside..."

……

Recalling all the experiences, Ye Hanjun was shaken and could not calm down for a long time.

He slowly retells these stories to Ye Tianzi.

After hearing this, Ye Tianzi raised his eyebrows without much surprise:
"Sure enough."

"Since it is Ye Shura's back-up plan, it must be activated."

"But what I didn't expect was that He actually overturned and fell hard."

"What do you mean by this?"

Yeliuying suppressed the shaking in her heart and asked hurriedly.

"He thought that he could deprive future generations of their bloodline and create a gap between this boy and the Ye family, so that another inheritance can operate normally."

"But I don't know if it's the mystery of coaching itself, or if Heaven discovered the signs. In short, when you awakened to your authority, you revived the Ye family's bloodline and took charge of two different authorities at the same time."

"In this way, your possibility of achieving the title becomes extremely slim."

Emperor Ye walked around Lord Ye Han, nodded frequently, and said regretfully:

"Poor little devil, even without ancestral blood, you should be able to become the innate crown prince."

"After being deprived and then revived, the intensity is not enough, and the power level will naturally drop a lot."

"Under such conditions, it is simply a miracle that the young king's bloodline can be preserved."

Ye Hanjun didn't laugh or cry. His thoughts changed and he suddenly asked a tricky question:

"Senior, it was obviously the ancestor who asked me to hand it over to others. Why can't Liuying take it and become a young emperor?"

"you guess?"

Ye Tianzi gave it up and said with a smile:
"I have guessed the reason, but unfortunately the time has not come yet, so I can't tell you."

"I think one day in the future, you will understand the truth yourself. By then, you will no longer be confused."

"..."

Ye Hanjun opened his mouth and was speechless.

This young man in blood clothes is like an old naughty boy wearing a young man's skin, his childlike innocence is still intact and his flowers are blooming.

"Okay, don't waste time." "It is assumed that Heaven is ruthless and wants to strangle you and prevent the Ye family from regaining the throne."

"The current response measures are also very simple. They are nothing more than smashing the pot and fighting to the end."

"Senior, please speak clearly." Ye Hanjun said, cupping his fists.

"To put it bluntly, I know nothing about the title corresponding to the "Coach" path. "

"Only you are walking this road. In this vast world, you are the only successor. Only you can understand the difficulties and blessings involved."

Ye Tianzi moved his wrist, turned his neck, and said wildly:
"To be honest, I also have the qualifications and ability to wipe out the blood of the Ye clan."

"Do you want to wash the blood again? Maybe Ye Shura is missing me, so the blood transfusion failed."

"Wash it again and maybe you'll be clean."

"If you can completely break away from the Ye family's inherited authority and follow a single coaching path, Tiandao may not be hostile to you, but will become extremely friendly... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's wonderful to think about it, so heart-warming. "

"Senior, please stop joking."

Ye Hanjun shook his head, "He hasn't officially awakened yet, and the blood transfusion has failed."

"Now that I am on the 6th level, my authority is suddenly wiped out. Whether I can survive is another level of uncertainty."

"You're quite sober, kid."

Ye Tianzi laughed, "Then there's only the second option left."

"Hey!"

A spinning drop of black-red blood, like a tear trail, appeared in a dripping state.

"There are eight drops of Shura ancestral blood. There are four drops in the ancestral sacrificial hall and four drops in the tomb. They represent opportunities from two different channels."

"But, one drop of it was absorbed by me, which is considered as daily wear and tear for hundreds of thousands of years."

"You absorb this drop to supplement the young emperor's bloodline and return to the strength of S-class authority."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying both took a breath of cold air and were dumbfounded.

They stared closely at the spinning blood beads, and the way their throats were beating seemed to be suppressing some kind of desire deep in their hearts.

"This...this...Jun Yehan, are you going to become the young emperor?"

Yeliuying murmured, and under her eyes, she was caught off guard and ecstatic at the same time.

For her sake, Lord Yehan refused to absorb the blood of the ancestor, and therefore was criticized by his tribe - this matter was like a wound, even if it healed, there would still be a hideous scar left in his mind.

Now I understand that there is another secret in it.

Ye Liuying felt a little less guilty, and instead felt happy from the bottom of her heart, looking forward to Lord Ye Han's new transformation process.

"Senior... ancestral blood is so rare, you still want to bet on me?"

"Is this price too heavy?"

"Hey, that's wrong!"

Ye Tianzi hummed a cheerful tune and said happily:
"The tribe only knows that there is a young king's hall in the tomb, which can give birth to more young kings."

"But they explored again and again and never found the Young Emperor's Palace, thus giving up the idea of ​​the Young Emperor Hou Tian."

"Why is this? Of course it's because... I want to sleep!"

"When he is not in a state of awakening, no one is monitoring the Young Emperor's inheritance. Naturally, this opportunity will not be leaked."

"Now that I have finally woken up, instead of choosing another young king, I will help him become a young king."

"It's better to let a person who should be sitting on the position of young emperor take back everything that belongs to him and make up for this missing regret."

"Gudong!"

Ye Hanjun couldn't hide that his heart was moved.

His chest was pounding, and that drop of blood was exuding a fatal temptation.

S-level authority and A-level authority...are worlds apart.

If you don't have unparalleled skills, if you don't have the seal of a contract that doubles your authority, how can you compete with the Young Emperor? Just the suppression effect exerted by Dharma Realm World can destroy more than half of the combat power out of thin air.

When facing the opponent's contracted spirit, struggling to hold on is a strong proof. Only a huge defeat is the norm.

Now, will all this be a thing of the past?
He had the opportunity to change jobs early, and he was promoted from A-level to S-level in advance. Is he soaring into the sky?
"The ascended position of the "Demon Ruler" is called "Demon King's Familiar". "

"Tadpole, like Ye Mochou, you have to find a demon king to form an additional bond!"

The excited Guagua was even happier than Ye Liuying.

The stronger the tadpole is, the greater the team's cohesion and combat effectiveness will be.

What's more, the more powerful the power, the probability of surviving the impact of the 7th level will definitely increase.

To be able to encounter such a super opportunity, this trip to the tomb is really the right one.

"Do you want to have the same authority as another living young emperor?"

Ye Tianzi suddenly spoke, with a trace of amusement hidden in his eyes.

"Senior, you mean... we don't recommend this?" Ye Hanjun asked strangely.

"No, no, no, they are all great-level positions with unlimited potential."

"But, I control the ritual, and there are additional accompanying effects. Don't you want to try it?"

Ye Tianzi patted his chest, the subtext being "I want to show off my skills."

Ye Hanjun's expression became more subtle. He hesitated for a moment and asked seriously:

"Is it possible that seniors can shift their authority and change jobs in other directions?"

"Yes, no!"

Ye Tianzi snapped his fingers and said proudly:

"First, under my care, the success rate of the ritual is as high as 99%. Only the most unlucky ghosts will fail."

"Second, I can't decide the direction of development of the authority, but I can carve out a functional compass to anchor the power the authority controls and what areas it prefers."

"Among all the laws controlled by Yesura, the most representative ones are undoubtedly killing, death, darkness, demons, lurking, the netherworld, and the undead..."

"For example, the "Devil's Attendant" is a classic symbol of the demonic realm. "

"For example, "Night Angel", the ace authority in the field of dark elements. "

"There are so many killers, assassins, executioners, stalkers, dark warlocks in the family... in the final analysis, the source is Yesura, because that is what his title is good at. After the bloodline is diluted and differentiated, the descendants will naturally not be able to control much. deviation.”

The conversation paused, Ye Tianzi corrected his attitude and stopped laughing and joking:
"You have dual powers now, and you are already stuck on the edge of life and death. If you make a wrong step, you will be defeated."

"Don't you want to try to move your authority towards areas such as disaster, thunder, survival, and life-saving?"

"I can carve a total of three keywords to ensure that your basic success rate is as high as 99%. Secondly, there will be a 20% to 50% possibility. By shifting towards these keywords, you will eventually form a New powers that no one has ever had before.”

"Of course, no matter how you change, because you inherit the bloodline of Yesura, there will still be limitations overall."

"In the end, they will also be ranked S-class. The quality of the powers is the same. Even if the powers are different, don't have any illusions that they are necessarily stronger than the Demon King's Familiar..."

After thinking briefly, Ye Hanjun replied:
"Since the bottom line is guaranteed, juniors should try it themselves."

"Hahaha, I like gambling the most. Get ready to open the blind box!"

Ye Tianzi waved his little hand, and blood surged like waves.

A series of whirlpools separated the Chimera cubs, Ejifla, Guagua, and Ye Liuying. She was also blocked and could not reach Lord Ye Han.

"You don't have to do anything, just absorb the essence from the blood with all your strength!"

"The more thoroughly and fully you absorb it, the more the powers of transformation will be able to meet your needs!"

"As for the keywords, they are thunder, survival, and overcoming tribulation. They are all related to death and are in line with the essence of the way of killing. Overall, there is no mistake!"

Emperor Ye laughed heroically, and the bright red blood suddenly turned dark red.

Above the head, tear-shaped blood drops gently dripped, as if the sea was pouring into a stream, and the waves were surging and exciting.

"Kacha—kacha—"

All the bones in Ye Hanjun's body were shaking, sometimes like mechanical equipment missing engine oil, and the horrifying sound of friction lingered in his ears.

He groaned, and the "Devil's Heart" belonging to the Demon Ruler actually broke.

The terrifying blood flowed into his internal organs, and the heartbreaking pain reached its peak immediately.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

"Puff...Puff puff..."

Coughing again and vomiting blood.

Lord Yehan's clothes turned into nothingness, and he sat naked in the whirlpool of the sea of ​​​​blood. His eyes were tightly closed, but his dark hair grew longer visibly to the naked eye.

During the passage of years, the Darkest Abyss disappeared outside his body. With the trembling of his soul, his flesh and blood shattered and reorganized. The process repeated ninety-nine and eighty-one times, and finally stopped. trend.

(End of this chapter)