Ascension

West Sea, Corpse Cave, Appreciation Hall.

Lord Ye Han, holding the Cross Thunder Sword, was like a saint who had reached immortality in one step, and his supreme majesty shrouded all directions.

However, he was wearing a complicated black and red prison robe, and blood was spread out on a long carpet at his feet. He was surrounded by ten hells, and the violent and ferocious aura was clearly distinct.

"Thunder...the Holy Spirit with the attribute of thunder?"

"Is it a weapon beast or a Yuan beast? There are so strong traces of elements, the thunder fills my ears, as if it were all powerful, I almost can't breathe..."

Mask, Shujie, Yi Shuo, Nie Qiubei...the elite heroes present were stunned.

Among them, Guan Cunyan's face was the most pale.

He once provoked Hui, threatening that his guardian Holy Spirit was vulnerable, and seriously doubted whether Hui's background was as noble as he described.

However, in the battle with Mang Hao, he had already been convinced with every move he made.

The appearance of the Cross Thunder Sword was like a sea-fixing needle, which shocked him speechless and left him without any doubts.

"At least it's the Holy Spirit..."

"The most holy fetus with the thunder attribute, which is very rare in all the worlds, is actually Hui's protector. No wonder he is so confident and not afraid of any form of threats or obstacles..."

Mask bulged his throat, but still couldn't hold it back, and shouted in a slightly panicked voice:
"Hui also carries a space prop that can accommodate the living Holy Spirit. It can carry the most violent power of thunder. It must be a very precious top-level treasure!"

"There is another important reason why he did not release this sword before. This sword seriously threatens the creatures of the underworld. If he came with the holy sword on his back, how could the guardian of the corpse cave let him in? He should not be a provocative enemy. It’s already the end of benevolence and righteousness…”

Needless to say, any bystander with a mature mind and a fair vision can instantly see the bottomless depths of gray.

At this time, Mang Hao was at the forefront of the electromagnetic storm, and the corpse mist rising from his body was constantly evaporating.

He turned a deaf ear to it, just looking serious and observing the special characteristics of Jian Leizi with extremely absorbed eyes.

Corpse Dragon Girl·Poetry Orange, similar to each other but slightly different.

During the battle, she had not said a word and always acted as a quiet bystander.

But at this time, her pupils shrank extremely sharply, and her thick thighs slowly moved backwards to reduce the overwhelming pressure of thunder and lightning.

Thunder - the uncrowned king of the elements!
If it is the weakest spirit of the underworld, it may disappear once it is illuminated by the sun.

Thunder, that is a violent force that is even more unimaginable. If you are involved or contaminated, you may die without a burial.

Even if it is a high-level corpse clan, or a spirit like her who possesses divinity, the descendant of the underworld.

Shiju also realized very clearly that with her glorious and perfect state, there was no room for resistance in the face of this sword.

In other words, if Ash is wrapped in murderous intent, he rushes in front of him as an enemy.

With just one sword strike, she will meet the end of her life.

"So this is what you rely on...Okay, very good, I was rude, and I apologize to you."

Yin Lao's distracted eyes regained their vitality.

He gritted his teeth and forced away the unwillingness on his face, then lowered his head slightly, no longer daring to look down from a high position like a superior.

Mr. Yang on the side squinted his eyes.

Like Mang Hao, he focused on Jian Leizi's observation and ignored others.

As a guardian of the Corpse Sacrifice lineage, even though he has the most holy and perfect contracted spirit, he is worthy of being the most powerful person at the level of a holy king.

But he was not absolutely sure. Hui's trump card was only the Thunder Sword and nothing else.

You know, so far, they still don't know what the core laws controlled by the God of Gray Sun are.

This person stands here so calmly and calmly, with a proud and proud attitude. If he dares to underestimate him, he really doesn't live long enough.

"I'm sorry, it was my lack of discipline."

Mang Hao shook off his astonishment and suddenly woke up. Then he stood in front of Yin Lao and bowed to Lord Ye Han to apologize:
"If you lose, you lose. Any way to find excuses is just embarrassing."

"Your Excellency, I have no intention of expanding the conflict, so please restrain some power."

"There are too many attendants here. They only have the Embryo of Heaven and Earth and the Infinite Embryo. They cannot withstand the oppression of thunder and lightning. If they continue, there may be casualties."

Ye Hanjun nodded lightly.

He had no intention of breaking up. He just continued to be looked down upon and refused to show his edge. His situation was extremely passive.

However——when he was about to recover Jian Leizi.

Ye Hanjun's temples twitched violently, and there was a cold feeling comparable to that of a poisonous snake swimming on his body, vaguely reflecting his soul.

"Who?"

Ye Hanjun suddenly turned his gaze and focused on the source of the strangeness.

Almost at the same moment, Mang Hao also held his breath and turned with him.

Yin Lao, Yang Lao, and Zhi Ju moved a beat slower, but they also followed.

The sudden tension immediately spread to the crowd like a plague, causing a lot of panic.

"It's nice of you to be the first to discover me."

The plain human voice, completely devoid of any emotion, echoed in layers in the appreciation hall.

At some point, a lonely man leaning against the wall slowly raised his head, his cold, frosty eyes clearly reflecting every creature present.

Lord Ye Han's eyebrows jumped heavily, and a familiar chill penetrated his chest and back. His heart was forced to lose its ability to rise and fall, and his whole body trembled.

"Quah! Danger!"

The Guagua on the shoulders felt as if they were facing an abyss, eagerly grabbing Ye Hanjun's clothes.

Mo, who was still playing the "Stacking Blocks" game, suddenly stopped looking for the body fragments of the Nine Death Cicada.

In the halo floating above its head, a strange light pattern rippled.

The white crow, which seems real and fake, seems like a dream, seems to have opened its eyes, and personally peeps into the appearance of the world in a time and space that no one can penetrate.

"Tear!!"

Mysterious man - tore off his own face!

No! It was not just a face, but a whole membrane-like substance covering the surface of the skin. It completely peeled off and was as thin as a gauze dress!
Then - the breath of humanity disappeared!

The zombie waiter who was approaching could not stand up from the pressure of thunder and lightning, but felt another sense of panic.

At the beginning, I couldn't explain it. I could only say that it was the mighty sky, the sky was on the verge of breaking, and disaster was about to come.

At the end of the day, the pressure of thunder and lightning faded away, and the boiling hot breath took over the entire appreciation hall with an overwhelming advantage.

"The power of the gods? The arrival of the gods in person?!"

"No... becoming a god should be stronger. Is this half-step of becoming a god, the highest sublimation of the Holy Perfection?!"

The discerning saints looked panicked and stumbled around.

They were all trying their best to stay as far away from that aura as possible.

However, the instigator didn't care about this. When his true identity completely emerged, Ye Hanjun was shocked, and Shi Ju and Mang Hao were even more shocked.

"Wow..."

The mysterious man who took off the strange disguise props has an extremely strong humanoid body.

He had no clothes on, and his dark blue skin showed his inhuman nature.

And his face - a pointed chin, no eyes under his eyebrows, only a bald head with an ugly, vicious eye.

At this time, this eyeball was aimed at the main hall.

The nearby rocky ground cracked instantly, and dense cracks were spreading to every corner at a terrifying speed.

"Boom!!"

The humanoid monster took a step forward, and the earth shook, as if a meteorite had fallen to the ground. No creature could stand completely firm.

"Boom!!!"

Endless dust filled the air. In a space that had no natural life, the rocks turned red and were harder than iron stones.

Blazing heat - begins to corrode the flesh, bringing about the destruction of fate!

Lord Ye Han felt as if he had fallen into a pool of magma. The unprecedented high temperature quickly penetrated into his internal organs. He was sweating like rain and felt dizzy at the snap of his fingers.

Soon, the heart is oppressed, the soul is shaken, the inside and outside are in chaos, the suffocation of death is imminent, and the desire to survive is awakened with all possible means.

"Crackling!!!"

The sword Leizi in his hand burst into golden light, and suddenly a bolt of lightning struck directly into the eyes of the humanoid monster.

For a moment, Lord Yehan recovered and was about to escape the pain of drowning.

But an eye-splitting sight jumped into his eyes. The monster—actually just raised an arm and casually blocked it in front of him.

Lightning struck, accompanied by dazzling arcs and ear-piercing thunder, leaving a very light trace on its dark blue skin.

Apart from this, not even the skin's defense was broken, and no blood could be seen flowing at all. "Hanba! This is a pure-blooded Hanba! The strongest Hanba who is just one godhead short of becoming a god!"

"What on earth is going on? Why did the ruler of the Sun Abyss break into the Western Sea and lurk among us as a human being?!"

Nie Qiubai shouted, and everything was in chaos.

Guan Cunyan even activated all the life-saving items he could activate.

Suzuha and Suzuishi, the brother and sister, huddled in the corner, sweating profusely.

They banged hard against the red barrier that suddenly appeared, but they still couldn't escape despite all their efforts.

"Great half-step god, you have lost your identity by intruding into this place."

"If you have needs or ideas, you can negotiate with us. How can we neglect you..."

Yang Lao took a deep breath, saluted solemnly, and begged seriously.

But Hanba, who was under the spotlight, ignored him. He tore the void behind him with his corpse claws. With a flash of light, a crimson disk began to rotate.

Suddenly, a holy corpse let out a desperate scream, and its soul was destroyed in an instant.

The crimson air waves continued to sweep through the appreciation hall, and the super high temperature like the ancient sun burned the sky and the earth, giving life to the verdict.

"Shua-shua shua shua!!!"

After five breaths, the crimson light suddenly stopped.

The scorching temperature dropped quickly.

Guan Cunyan, Huang Baishan, Suzushi, Suzuyu, all covered with burn marks, struggled to crawl out of the lava ruins, looking around to see if they could find any trace of Hanba.

"Disappeared again? What the hell?!"

Yi Shuo covered his burnt head, stood on tiptoe, stared, still couldn't believe what he saw, and said helplessly:
"The corpse dragon girl is also missing...and Mang Hao, Hui...and their entourage..."

"Oh my God, what kind of bad luck did this have? How did we end up in such a situation!?"

"Quick! Send someone to Xuanwu Palace quickly and inform His Majesty Hei Xuanwu that there is an enemy invasion!"

"and many more!"

Suzuha flashed over and pressed Yishuo's shoulder with a slap:

"If I felt it right just now, there was a fleeting distortion of space!"

"The Corpse Dragon Girl and the others must have been taken away by Han Bao, but he spared our lives. Don't act rashly first, calm down!"

"Cold...calm down? You told me to calm down?"

Yishuo gasped, his blank eyes filled with endless panic:
"We were almost wiped out..."

"Half-step to become a god... This is the supreme being comparable to Queen Jueying and Lord Tianjing..."

"You and I are the same. We almost died here. You told me to calm down... This is impossible! I can't do it! I can't do it!!"

Yishuo frantically tried to push Suzuha away, but the opponent's palm seemed to be welded to it, making him unable to push at all.

"This is a very bizarre matter and I support caution."

Huang Baishan examined the burning mark on his chest, and his usual domineering attitude disappeared.

"I have a hunch that once what happens here is spread casually, we will be reduced to ashes under the fire."

"Sure enough, do you feel this way too?"

Suzuha, whose eyes were beating wildly, let go of Yishuo's shoulders, touched the position of his heart, and said with a shudder:
"With just one meeting, we were cast a spell."

"Han Bao didn't simply let us go. If we want to escape the danger completely, I'm afraid we have to do it in his way..."

"There's something wrong. The Hanbao clan specializes in the physical body and plundering. The source is "Netherworld", and the way it manifests is very similar to "Desolation". "

"That dark blue skin must be pure blood, it's impossible for it to be mutated..."

"How can he cast such a weird curse, plant an imperceptible fire in our bodies, and detonate it immediately if we are not careful?"

Shujie murmured to himself, with a puzzled look on his face.

Suzuha pursed her lips, exhaled a hot breath, then frowned, half suspicious and half speculative:

"I can't tell at a glance."

"But the crimson roulette behind the drought demon may not be a display of skills, but... a living being."

"Are you kidding me?!"

Yishuo, who couldn't relax because of fear, didn't give any face at all:

"You mean, Mang Hao, Hui, and Corpse Dragon Girl, their disappearance has nothing to do with Han Ba, but is actually caused by that Roulette?"

"The possibility is very high!"

On normal days, Suzuha would have had a straight face and a cold look on her face.

At this time, she didn't care about other people's attitudes and thought over and over again:

"I have reason to suspect... that it is a kind of Holy Spirit that controls the laws of space."

"Its shape is indeed weird. It may be a weapon beast, or it may be another type, just disguised as a roulette wheel."

"But there is another possibility. When it just came to my mind, I was trembling all over..."

"You are also the saints of each family after all. You are responsible for the prosperity and continuation of the ethnic group, so you should understand it."

"There is a kind of creature in all the worlds that can only condense its vitality in the shape of a roulette..."

"You...you mean..."

Shujie swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, but still couldn't stop the dryness of his lips:

"The rarest, the rarest..."

"The world beast that grows the slowest, but is most likely to achieve enlightenment and become a god innately? The spirit of the world?"

"That's right!"

Suzuha nodded, then showed a dazed expression, and murmured to herself:

"But it is mentioned in the ancient books that once the spirit of the world is conceived, it can only stay in the place of birth and cannot move at all..."

"Their bodies are so huge that even the fetus of the Conferred God cannot carry them..."

"It is impossible for humans to sign a contract with it, because according to legend, signing a "world" requires the loss of all contract marks and various additional costs. No one has succeeded at all. "

"There is only one result in this. The "world" is very precious and rare. "

"But each of them is almost otherworldly. Except for the creatures recognized by them, which may become friends or guests, others cannot even get close to them..."

"Ahhh! What the hell is going on?!"

Nie Qiubai scratched his ears and cheeks, gritted his teeth and interrupted:

"I regret coming here. It's not my intention to encounter such a thing! It's hard to accept!"

"There is also the Hanba clan. To be honest, my understanding of this clan is quite one-sided!"

"All historical materials mention that they were extremely glorious in ancient times and were the supreme, first-class super powerful clan!"

"But they have completely disappeared since the last catastrophe. The entire Early Era and the first era of the New Era, the Sun Abyss are lifeless, as if they all perished... What kind of hidden secrets are hidden in this? Are we the ones qualified to spy?"

Nie Qiubai asked several questions in succession, which made everyone present feel like their backs were shaking.

When it comes to being one of the unquestionably strongest among the gods, any title or god must be cautious.

What do these saints and holy beasts count for?
Just like Han Ba's whereabouts were exposed just now, do they have a chance to resist?

It only takes one finger to crush him to death, but he can't escape yet. Life and death all depend on the other person's mood. Will this experience really not leave a lifelong shadow?

"Don't panic. They are all respectable people. Even if we can't reveal what happened here in a short period of time, we will definitely be able to hide it as time goes by."

Shujie thought about it again and again, and comforted him:

"You see, most of those burned to death by the flames are low-ranking servants."

"Han Bao let go of a really important character, which shows that he also has concerns."

"My personal guess is that it may be the Corpse Dragon Girl who caused the disaster. They are the same as the Han Demons. They are both descendants of the gods, and they are both corpse clans. They are very close to each other in every aspect."

"Perhaps their blood can become supplies for the Drought Demons and become their nutrients?"

"Based on this, we just suffered an unreasonable disaster."

"Mang Hao and that Hui are facing a more painful despair than us. It is even more difficult to escape from the clutches of that clan..."

"What do they care about?"

Guan Cunyan was unhappy and couldn't help but sigh:
"They are the descendants of the Gods. They have enjoyed better things than us since they were young. If this is a fateful disaster, they should survive it!"

"Furthermore, if the heirs of the family are kidnapped and their lives are uncertain, won't the people behind them be anxious? Only when the top forces fight, will we, the little fish and shrimps, have a chance to survive! Don't you understand this too? "(End of chapter)