Ascension

Chapter 358 The New Ancestor of Night, the God of Death in the Belly

The night is lonely, and the three-wheeled sickle moon shines with purple moonlight.

The earth is quiet, and the calm beyond words absorbs all the disturbances.

This is the ancestral land of blood witches. There is no spring, summer, autumn and winter, only the cantabile years.

When the desertedness that has lasted for thousands of years returns and reappears, this soil that has been dark for generations finally returns to its original color.

"Light Witch God...God's Fall?!"

The calmness of the outside world is replaced by the excitement inside.

At the place where the ancestors were tomb, the cracked sun turned from gold to red, contracted violently and then expanded rapidly, and finally fell apart surrounded by endless dust.

In an instant, light rained down from the sky, like the feathers dropped by an angel after his death, light and shining, so beautiful that it was dizzying to see.

In the trance, there is light and mist filling the air, like the veil of the gods, blocking sight and blinding perception, making people come and go in clouds and fog. Everything is mysterious, unpredictable and difficult to fathom.

"Wow..."

He is now in a special state, and his soul faintly overlaps with that of Ye Tianzi.

"Witch Ancestor, are you going to the Sunless City immediately to help the Ye family get out of trouble?"

The broken sun extinguishes all light and heat.

"Shura was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses..."

He stretched out his other hand and slowly pulled out the palm inserted into his chest by the Light Witch God.

"The unparalleled God of Light Witch... died like this?"

After shooting the God Burying Arrow, he was neither complacent nor enthusiastic, nor did he even turn around to take a look at Bertnar or the Blood Witch Goddess.

Even a witch of the most holy level cannot turn a blind eye to this kind of experience.

There were tears stuck on Wu Xuewan's cheeks, and the pain of heart-breaking and liver-cutting was deeply rooted in his flesh and blood and could not be extracted.

"The Light Witch God is just like me, old and immortal, and his strength is not as good as before."

He did not kneel down, but folded his arms over his chest and bent his upper body at thirty degrees.

Even so, Lord Ye Han also knew that this power did not belong to him. It was the backhand of Ye Shura, the king of Shura who fell in the middle of ancient times. In order to protect the ultimate heritage left by the ethnic group, he was just a container, a A humanoid weapon carrying divine power.

The Blood Witch God breathed out a mouthful of blood mist to heal the injuries of the goddesses.

Wu Xuebi scratched the rock's fingers, exerting force unconsciously, and blood spurted out from her fingertips. The blooming blood-colored flowers were so beautiful that they were dazzling.

But it can be seen with the naked eye that no matter how much blood is stimulated, the holes in the Blood Witch God's chest that are transparent from front to back can no longer be healed. A part of it is forever missing, and the sense of incompleteness is very serious.

"Ye's Guardian Holy Spirit, pay homage to the God of Bow!"

While the light is restrained, the heat disappears and the coldness remains the same.

Such a sudden change shocked her mind. She widened her eyes unconsciously, stared in surprise, and stared in a daze. She racked her brains and was still as confused as ever.

"But the second generation Clown Emperor is in his prime. If he dares to come directly in his true form, he must be fully prepared..."

"No courtesy." Lord Ye Han said calmly.

"Ancestor Wu...how did you do it..."

"I have a miraculous medicine that is nearly 100,000 years old. I can use it to deceive the secrets of heaven and fake death without any flaws..."

"The invincible King Shura...the contracted spirit Shura Bow..."

"is this real?"

"What are you talking about? This is a hunt! A grand hunt!"

Lord Yehan, who was flashing with bright red light, relaxed his bulging arms slightly, and his tense fingers slowly loosened the bow string, thus getting rid of the action of bending the bow to shoot at the big eagle.

The Blood Witch God, who still had one hand inserted into the opponent's body, looked at the Light Witch God who was still looking at him with a hint of ridicule.

The ending turned around too quickly. One second it was a matter of life and death, and then suddenly he escaped.

"How do you know when we started planning and how much effort we have put in..."

He fell downwards, and when he touched the ground with his toes, a circle of ripples appeared under his feet, as if he were stepping on a sea of ​​mist. His figure was complicated, and the light and shadow were blurred. He was not close to anyone, but looked like a land god.

An illusory projection appeared on the blood flower path, it was the three-curse ghost monk Yuan Xie who was missing his fingers.

"Such a long and magical scene can only be realized by the fallen myth..."

"It turns out that the power of the God of Bow was left in the tomb. No wonder I couldn't find it even after searching the Sunless City. Seeing the grand scene of the past again, our hearts are filled with admiration and our cold blood will boil!"

Vampire Prince Bertnar emerged from the dissipated blood sea barrier, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and bowed to Lord Yehan:

"Wu Guangyan, Wu Guangyan, you covet my godhead and have been secretly preparing for a long time..."

"The torrential rain of blood enveloped the Ming Lantern for a full ninety-nine years..."

Before the goddesses could show their excitement, He sighed and whispered to himself:
"Don't be happy for too long. The disaster of Mingdeng has not ended yet."

The moment the blood of the Witch God was about to spurt out, a tough blood film appeared. Every drop of blood did not splash to the ground. It gathered in the chest and condensed without scattering.

"The descendants of the seven cursed ghost monks meet the God of War."

All the blood witch goddesses fell to the ground, overwhelmed with surprise and fear at the same time.

Wu Xuelu continued to worship and asked seriously.

"No, killing the Light Witch God has exhausted all my blood essence."

"I am now less than one percent of what I was at my peak. At most I can fight against the false gods, but I will never be able to defeat the Clown Emperor."

"What should I do?"

Wu Xuebi didn't dare to raise her head and asked in a trembling voice.

"Do you know why I tried so hard to kill all the Witch Gods?"

The Blood Witch God restrained his divinity, like a candle before the wind, and glanced at the tribesmen one by one with his generous eyes:

"Because of their divine status, creatures with the same Chaos Seal are already facing competition in which you will die or I will live."

"At this opportunity, no matter it is the blood witch clan or the ancestral land of the Ye family, no witch in the vast dark lamp abyss comes to the realm of false gods to kill the light witch god. With this godhead in his hand, in fact, no one from all the heavens and all races meaning in normal cognition.”

"Then what..." The Blood Witch Goddess was even more confused.

"Those in power of the Ye clan, come out."

"What you need has been collected. Next is your home court. Only you can put an end to this disaster that affects Yiyuan."

The Blood Witch God turned his head and looked to his side.

The golden coffin, which exuded golden luster, suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and gray mist surged from the cracks in the coffin.

Ye Hanjun smelled the nose-wrinkling corpse odor again, and it was endless, and he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

"boom!"

The golden coffin lid collapsed, and a completely indescribable monster appeared in sight.

He, or rather it, had four arms and four legs, two long hands and two short hands, two straight legs and two lame legs, with a weird shape that had never been seen before.

It was only half flesh and blood, and the left half was largely rotten. White maggots could even be seen crawling in and out of the exposed rotten flesh.

Through the gaps between flesh and blood, you can occasionally see human-like bones, as pale as ghosts, without a trace of life, as if they had died thousands of years ago.

As for its right half, although its flesh and blood were intact, it was covered haphazardly with scattered fish scales.

There will also be misplaced dragon horns on the arms, crocodile teeth, octopus tentacles, tiger pupils, bear hair on the thighs... all kinds of strange organs are fused together. Just one glance will make the hair stand on end and chill the person who looks directly at it. Deep down in my heart, there is fear.

"Bertnar, I have met the respected leader of the Ye clan."

The vampire prince still knelt on one knee, and the etiquette he exercised was equivalent to meeting Emperor Ye.

Lord Ye Han felt like he was struck by lightning. At this moment, he almost escaped from the semi-fusion state of Ye Tianzi's soul. His mind was shaken and he couldn't control himself.

This is the clan leader of the Ye clan...Ye Shitian?

How can it be? How can this be?

This person is neither a human nor a ghost, and an aberration that cannot be judged by common sense... is actually his father?

Lord Yehan couldn't believe it, but Bertnar's respect from the bottom of his heart was undeniable.

"Buzzing—"

The Shura bow in his hand trembled crazily, and blood suddenly burst out on Lord Ye Han's face, and the boyish appearance of Emperor Ye faintly emerged.

He lost his calm, his pupils shrank into needlepoint shapes, and his mouth opened again and again, in extreme shock:
"What did you do? How did you become like this?!"

"This is not the form that humans should have, and it is not even a normal form of deity. Have you come into contact with a taboo, and have your fate implicated in an ancient evil?"

"Yes."

The aberrant creature made a human voice with difficulty, lowered its head slightly, and saluted Ye Tianzi.

Then, he stretched out a twisted arm and gently stroked the clustered gray crystal embedded in his face. As if he was touched, the crystal erupted with a gray evil light, and the entire ancestral tomb became frightening. "Quack!"

The Guagua on Ye Hanjun's shoulder was so frightened that he almost jumped up, his little body shaking uncontrollably.

Mo hugged his calf, and his bloodshot eyes almost burst open. He subconsciously hugged her even tighter and refused to let go.

"The younger generation is incompetent and seeks a way to the throne, but never gets the point."

"Seeing the decline of the tribe and the imminent danger of extinction, I had no choice but to open the sealed magic weapon in the golden coffin and made a deal with the unknown evil god in distant time and space."

Ye Shitian, whose body was covered in gray light, slowly walked towards the jade coffin step by step.

In his gray pupils, the left side reflected the faintly smiling face of the Blood Witch God, while the right side reflected the dead-eyed Light Witch God, one on the left and the other on the right, clearly distinct.

"The unknown evil god...the god of the evil lineage..."

Ye Tianzi murmured to himself, and Ye Hanjun's shoulders began to twitch:
"Are you willing to bear all the evil fate and the infamy of the heavens to stand at the top of the world at any cost..."

"Ancestral Soldier, I have no choice."

Ye Shitian paused. Under the bloody light, the lingering gray light was like the shadow cast by the devil, boundless loneliness and endless frustrations:
"He does not belong to modern times, nor does he belong to ancient times. The specific age of his birth cannot be determined."

"The only thing I know is that His real name is 'Sarus'."

"But I can't find any information. The Archaean eon and even the Hadean eon before ancient times seem to have been completely eradicated. The history has been covered in dust and the truth is hidden. Maybe there was an earth-shattering divine war. Maybe... who knows Woolen cloth."

Ye Shitian took another step and walked slowly but firmly towards the Blood Witch God and the Light Witch God:

"I received a special crowning ceremony from Him."

"Once it is executed, no matter how many planes it spans, He will revive his will from the eternal place of death, reincarnate from the dead, and reshape the body of the evil god."

"Of course, if the unknown evil god is released, the heavens will inevitably be in chaos."

"But so what? It's the second era of the New Era, thousands of races are fighting, and ancient gods are reviving one after another."

"Having one more evil god to check and balance each other is not necessarily a bad thing at all."

"But..." Ye Tianzi said in surprise:
"Being able to reincarnate from death is not something ordinary gods can do."

"The method of providing the title is beyond my knowledge. The price you need to bear may not be as simple as you said."

"It seems that the soldiers of the ancestors can't hide it from you."

Ye Shitian is carrying his back, and the actual distance is only more than a thousand meters, but it feels like he has reached the other side of the underworld:
"In fact, because the price was too high, I asked for a few additional conditions."

"For example, even if the evil god is resurrected, he cannot interfere with the native creatures of our Dark Lantern Abyss. If I help him resurrect, he cannot become the enemy of our clan, at least on the surface..."

Ye Tianzi thought for a few seconds as if there was something stuck in his throat, and his wavering expression gradually calmed down:

"Forget it, Yesura and I are both old shadows of the times. Since you weigh the pros and cons and think it's okay, there's no way I can stop you."

"What are you going to do? Even if you achieve the title, do you have to sign a contract with the Blood Witch God to extend his life?"

"That's not right. If this is the case, why did you take so much trouble to attract the Light Witch God? Two Witch Gods... two identical gods... Is this a prerequisite for the ritual?"

"Yes."

Ye Shitian nodded lightly. He had already walked in front of the Blood Witch God, lowered his head and looked at each other.

The Blood Witch God still had a faint smile on his face, but his voice suddenly spread throughout the ancestral land, and every word contained undeniable strength:
"After today, I will completely fall."

"This is my choice. The dying god can achieve an invincible crown and witness the renewed glory of the Ye family. We are happy, but you must not hold grudges."

"Fall? Hold a grudge?"

Wu Xuelu was stunned for a moment, and then her expression changed drastically.

Ye Shitian suddenly jumped on the Blood Witch God, his inhuman mouth split open on both sides, and more than a dozen rows of sharp white teeth reflected the cold light of the sharp blade.

He was actually gnawing at a living god!
The blood witch god clearly showed pain, but he did not stop him. Instead, he restrained his divinity and did not allow the body-protecting blood light to attack automatically.

"Kacha! Kacha!"

"Kacha! Kacha!!"

At this moment, Ye Shitian transformed into an indescribable monster, biting into pieces of meat, chewing and swallowing.

The long gray tongue stretched out due to excitement, the numbing sound of bones being crunched, and the sound of blood sliding down the esophagus continued to echo in the minds of every living being.

"Witch Ancestor!!"

The blood witch goddesses headed by Wu Xuelu were filled with grief and anger.

They had no idea that the price of promotion would include the life of the witch ancestor.

The Blood Witch God did not die in the hands of the enemy, and his corpse was not desecrated by the Light Witch God, but in the end he had to die in the mouth of the Ye clan leader!

"Don't be sad, I'm old and my time has passed."

"If everything goes well, I hope that a false god will be born among you, and one day in the future, he will reappear in the form of a god from my blood witch clan..."

The Blood Witch God's last words became fainter and calmer.

The sky began to rain blood again, just like before, stormy and bloody.

More than half of the Blood Witch Goddess closed her eyes and lay on the ground, trying her best to suppress the grief in her heart, with tears still falling from the corners of her eyes.

"For this day, for this ceremony, the patriarch really sacrificed everything he could."

Bertnar's faint voice reached everyone's ears:

"In order to ensure that the family survived the catastrophe of the universe, he was seriously injured, which affected the foundation of the title."

"Then, he tried countless methods, including the method of reproduction, by splitting his bloodline and reuniting it one day in the future, in order to achieve sublimation..."

"But without exception, all of these failed. The only option before us is to make a deal with the evil god..."

Bertnar glanced at Lord Ye Han, or maybe at Emperor Ye:

"Before today, he even swallowed all his contracted spirits alive."

"He has become an altar connected to the evil god and was forced to be sealed in a golden coffin. He cannot be born at all."

"These are the price of being promoted to the crown. He bears the pain of all his contract partners. He clearly wants to lose everything in exchange for the highest combat power that the clan lacks..."

Ye Hanjun clenched his fists unconsciously, feeling sad and frightened deep in his heart.

As a direct relative, this was the first time he saw the true form of Ye Shitian.

When I was young, I imagined that as the head of a clan, I would have tremendous power and supreme power, and how high-spirited I would be.

But at this moment, where is the energy? Where is the wind?
All Ye Hanjun could see were the towering mountains, oppressing Ye Shitian's shoulders.

Even so, he abandoned worldly knowledge, gave up his human dignity, and moved forward without hesitation.

Lord Yehan——slowly knelt down on the ground.

Behind him, Ye Liuying also knelt down, with indescribable compassion on his face.

"Kacha! Kacha!"

"Kacha! Kacha!!"

The body of the Blood Witch, which even the Holy Spirit could not look directly at, quickly disappeared into Ye Shitian's mouth.

He began to gnaw on the corpse of the Light Witch God. The gray light lingering on his body became heavier and heavier. The three coffins of the god were buzzing and there were cracks climbing on them.

"boom!!"

With a roar of thunder, three coffins exploded, gold, silver, and jade fragments flew everywhere. Ye Shitian's deformed body grew hair crazily, and all kinds of strange animal organs were chopped into pieces by invisible blades, and finally they were all fed into his mouth, becoming His flesh and blood nourish.

"Wow~~~"

Under the guidance of Emperor Ye, Lord Yehan pulled the bow string, and a translucent wall of blood spanned the sky and the earth, blocking everyone.

Across this wall of blood, the creatures present could not sweat, as if they were facing an abyss, and their souls were out of their minds.

"Ow!!!!"

Ye Shitian roared like a tiger, and his four arms and four legs gradually merged, returning to the human form of two arms and two legs.

But His belly was bulging, round, and swollen, and in the blink of an eye He turned into a pregnant woman with a big belly.

Hearing the sound of the amniotic fluid breaking, two gray wizard gods crawled out of his belly, both wrapped in endless bands of gray light. Their faces were ashen, and their hair was like vine whips. Between the opening and closing of their eyes, the law of death appeared. Condensed into a substantial divine ring, it is full of the spirit of the Nine-Five Lord.

"Ow!!!!"

Gray mist towered into the sky, and a dark gray pillar of evil light almost pierced the seven mountains sealed outside the blood witch ancestor's land.

Bertnar no longer knelt on one knee, but instead knelt on both knees. His well-tailored clothes, regardless of wrinkles and dirt, fit perfectly on the ground, and he made a wide-open and wide-open kowtow motion.

"Mingyue witnesses that after 120,000 years, after Ye Shura, the ancestor of the Ye family, I, the Ye family, will usher in the second crown, aspire to the supreme throne, and wear the invincible crown again."

"Greetings to the new ancestor of the night, under the crown of the supreme "Death in the Belly", your evil light will illuminate the underworld lamp, and your anger will burn out the world of mortals! "

(End of this chapter)