Ascension

In the conference hall, Bai Hanyan held his head, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Bi Baixia and Rong Yue are not much inferior.

That’s the Haixiong clan, with S-level authority and the king of sacred beasts, a true Holy King family!
For example, Melancholy Rose has a "Rose Princess" of the same level, which is comparable to her on the surface.

But in reality, one is the only pillar, and the other is just one of many. If they really play a game, the balance of victory will only tilt in one direction.

"Haixiong Clan...isn't it very popular recently?"

"They want to cooperate with the former overlords of the Sea of ​​Clouds, the Light Witch Goddess and the Cloud Witch Goddess. To this end, they specially offer the Dark Lantern..."

Hong Zixun muttered, and suddenly he was speechless:
"I see……"

"They captured your people, so you came to visit them?"

"This is troublesome. It will definitely take time for you to return. During this period, the news that all the members of the Haixiong clan who were sent out were annihilated may have spread like wildfire among the major and minor forces in Yunhai..."

At the side, Lu Yin no longer had a bright smile on her face. She stared at the extra Ye Nishang, obviously misunderstanding something:
"The Mingdeng Ye clan, a super clan of gods that has flourished for hundreds of thousands of years..."

"There are rumors that your family has given birth to a new crown and a new god, and has returned to its former dominant position..."

"But there are also rumors that these news are all false. You are still struggling to survive, and you are only a day away from extinction..."

"It's hard to explain the truth in a few words."

Ye Yin apologized again, then straightened his chest and said calmly:

"Our situation is indeed delicate. If we succeed, we will be immortal. If we fail, we will be doomed. We are caught in the middle and are in dire straits."

"What's this called..."

"We are actually related to the Gods?"

The Light Holy Tiger still couldn't gather up its blown hair. As the guardian spirit of the Supreme Saint, it actually gritted its teeth and said horribly:

"The forces in the heavens and myriad worlds that are eyeing you are probably as numerous as tiger hairs, right?"

"How are you going to clean up this mess now? You won't drag us into it, will you? Animals have their own ways, and humans have their own ways. You can't do this!"

"Senior Shenghu is overthinking."

Ye Yin shook his head:

"Our original intention was simple: to rescue our people at all costs."

"Unfortunately, the cruelty of the Haixiong clan exceeded our expectations, and the Saint King-level strongmen stationed in the Emerald Cloud also forced us to have no other choice."

“The only consolation is that our hands are clean and no one can lock our position in a short period of time.

"However, the Cloud Sea is no longer a place to stay for long. Melancholy Rose must evacuate here and find another place to collect resources..."

"You don't need us to tell you that we should stay away from trouble."

Xin Luo suddenly interrupted Ye Yin, his eyes were sharp as torches, and he said:

"What happens next? What happens next?"

"If one day the truth comes out and Melancholy Rose is branded as the Dark Lantern, where will we go? Will we just watch our family fall apart?"

"You have two choices."

Ye Hanjun paced, and suddenly stood side by side with Ye Yin, and said in a calm tone:

"First, go to the opposite side of us."

"The enemies of the Mingdeng Ye clan are numerous. If you join them and become one of them, naturally no one will deliberately embarrass you."

“That’s easy to say.”

Xin Luo frowned and said seriously:

"It's extremely difficult just to distance yourself from the relationship."

"If we really join them, we will be nothing more than cannon fodder given our strength. What good will it bring?"

"You're awake."

"Then, let's consider the second option."

Ye Hanjun nodded and said calmly and forcefully:

"We can invite you to become an ally on behalf of the family."

"Note, we are allies, not vassals."

"Those who can help us in times of crisis will bear greater risks, but will also receive more benefits."

"If the Mingdeng Ye Clan survives this disaster and becomes one of the strongest in the universe again, we will be your umbrella of protection. The world is so big, anyone who dares to bully you is tantamount to trampling on the face of the entire Mingdeng Clan."

“Are you just making up a pie in the sky?”

Shu Bo, the worshiper beside Xin Luo, tried hard not to show any fear and sneered:

"Who can tell what will happen in the future?"

"We are just small people. As powerful people, why do you bother to win us over?"

"Furthermore, if we do not agree and submit to you after you have told us these things, will you kill us?"

"Moon Shadow...is this true?"

Hong Zixun had not yet gotten used to Ye Yin's real name and couldn't help but exclaim.

Lu Yin next to her was biting her pink lips, looking like a pitiful lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Do not."

Ye Yin sighed:
"I have been with you all for a long time, and I have deep feelings for this big family."

"If you decide to go your separate ways, I will not interfere."

"It's just that our positions are different and some things have to be done."

"But no matter what, I will not harm your lives. The Mingdeng Ye Clan is famous for killing, but it does not kill indiscriminately. It is not as bad as you imagine."

"Hey!"

Rong Yue, Bi Baixia, and Bai Hanyan suddenly looked worried and didn't know how to answer.

They turned their eyes to Xin Luo. Obviously, at this moment, they subconsciously wanted him to be the leader.

"It's very unwise to become the opposite side for no reason."

"Our goal is to protect ourselves. If we can stay out of both worlds, we'll be content."

Xin Luo never showed any sign of rage, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper as he weighed the pros and cons:

"But... what's done cannot be undone!"

"It is an established fact that Princess Rose participated in the killing of the Haixiong clan."

"Fortunately, the enemy is from the Saint Clan, not the God Clan. Killing a group of vanguard troops will also be a heavy blow to our family..."

"You'd better not underestimate Haixiong clan."

Ye Hanjun shrugged and reminded:

"They haven't established a cooperative relationship with the Wu Clan on the surface, but secretly, they have already joined another big ship."

"After a few years, when Haixiong Clan becomes more prosperous and famous, it will be a piece of cake."

"..."

Xin Luo closed his mouth tightly, his pupils contracted violently, and all his attention was focused on Ye Hanjun:
"I have always felt that your relationship with Yueying is special, not just a distant relative."

"Who are you? The crowned emperor of the Ye clan? The holder of those SS-level authority?"

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?" Ye Hanjun asked calmly.

"If you can prove your worth and show me the benefits of forming an alliance with the Ye clan, we will get on board this pirate ship."

Xin Luo's answer was extremely domineering, and finally some of his true nature was revealed.

"This is simple."

Ye Hanjun summoned Mu Yi Hanba and said openly:
"My Ye clan is not alone. The Sun Abyss has become our ally."

"One day, we will join hands to break through the existing difficulties and embrace a brilliant future together."

"You boy."

Mu Yi Hanba raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was summoned for a fight, but he didn't expect that he was just summoned for a formality.

However, the Hanba tribe never cared about the outside world's evaluation. If it were not for the condition of their ancestor, they would not bother to conceal the news.

"boom!"

Mu Yi Hanba revealed a trace of his divinity, allowing the aura of desolation to envelop the entire hall.

In an instant, the Holy Tiger of Light's limbs twitched and it fled backwards in a panic.

The bucktoothed rat huddled in Rong Yue's arms, the wolf snake beside Bi Baixia... every one of them either lowered their heads or tucked their tails between their legs, with pale faces, like frightened birds.

"The legacy of the Gods..."

"Although King Shura has two fetuses who have been conferred as gods, neither of them left any offspring..."

"You mentioned the Sun Abyss just now. This aura and this appearance... could it be the Hanba tribe in mythology?"

Hong Zixun asked tentatively, and when he saw that Ye Hanjun didn't answer but just smiled slightly, he was immediately so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"No, really? Are you serious?"

"The Sun Abyss was once the leader of the Seven Abysses. It has disappeared and become silent for unknown reasons. However, its reputation as a bottomless cold pond is still known outside, which can easily make the gods tremble with fear..."

Rong Yue, Bi Baixia and Bai Hanyan seemed to be terrified at the mere mention of a tiger.

Huqi, Shubo and Gulilaosi, Xinluo's three greatest worshippers, all looked dazed and their minds were not very stable.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ye Hanjun took back Mu Yi Hanba and no longer let him be the only one under everyone's attention.

Then, he scanned the hall, not only talking to the people from Melancholy Rose, but also to Ye Yin and Ye Nishang:

"I have some confidence that I can rekindle the glory of the Dark Lamp." "But we lack time. Even the most talented people cannot be born with the ability to attain enlightenment."

"Everyone, the choice is in your hands whether to join forces or go against each other."

The Dark Councillors and Guardian Holy Spirits of Melancholy Rose looked at each other in bewilderment.

They looked around, suspected each other's thoughts, and whispered:

"The Dark Lamp, the Sun, the two Abysses are united, this is something new that will break the sky..."

"If this news gets out, those tribes that like to take advantage of others' misfortunes will have to think carefully about whether they are ready to face the double wrath..."

Hong Zixun raised his hand weakly and expressed his opinion:
"I've decided. No matter what, I will follow Brother Yueying!"

"Wouldn't the worst outcome be death without a place to bury one's body? On the other hand, if we rise to prominence, our descendants will be able to enjoy the blessing!"

"My little slave is also willing to follow the Ye family!"

Lu Yin chuckled and said:
"I've had enough of this routine life."

"Let's do something big next. Follow Ye's lead, and maybe you'll get something good to eat and drink~"

"That...that..."

The Holy Tiger of Light blushed, and after holding it in for a long time, he said with shame:

"Sir, if you have the chance, can you take me to the Sun Abyss?"

"My growth to the highest level of sainthood in this lifetime is already the limit of the limit."

“But if I could live in the Solar Abyss, perhaps I could break through the barrier and make a breakthrough toward perfection.”

As a light-attributed monster, it is extremely jealous of the legendary sacred place "Solar Abyss".

Ye Hanjun smiled, and Lie Xinxin, who was impersonating the Sun Witch, was even more amused and confused.

Those inside the wall want to get out, and those outside the wall want to get in. The choices and destinies of all living beings cannot be compared.

"You can't come and go as you please for a while, but... that day will come soon."

"Okay! Xiaohu is going all out!"

The Holy Tiger of Light gnashed its teeth and was the first to "betray" Xin Luo:
"Brother Xin, don't hesitate!"

"This gentleman can easily defeat Brother Gulilaus and slaughter the Haixiong clan. He must be the main force!"

"The outside world has spread rumors about the Mingdeng Ye Clan in a very bad light, but no matter how much we hear from others, it is not as good as what we have seen with our own eyes!"

"Get on board, hoist the sails, and set sail!"

"Whether you will be a powerful figure in the world or be left dead in the wilderness, the turning point of your fate lies tonight!"

Xin Luo was stunned for a few seconds, then he let out a breath, and his frown relaxed completely.

He turned around and said to the other dark councilors and guardian saints seriously and solemnly:

"Do you all have any objections?"

"If not, I will agree on behalf of Melancholy Rose."

"Um... Old Speaker Jinghui..."

Hong Zixun touched his head and suddenly remembered that there was an important person who was not present.

"It's okay. He's also a gambler. He'll make decisions faster than I do."

Xin Luo shook his head and reminded:

"Send someone to inform him later to stop hanging around the sea of ​​clouds and go somewhere else for sightseeing."

"Yes."

Hu Qi and Shu Bo received the order.

……

It was a busy night.

The Melancholy Rose stationed in the yellow clouds suddenly began to move.

Many grassroots tribesmen did not know what was happening, but the Melancholy Rose was a mobile force, similar to a nomadic tribe, traveling from one place to another for decades or hundreds of years, and they were already accustomed to it.

At that time, Ye Hanjun, who had just experienced a great battle, had no time to rest at all.

In order to ensure the reliability of Melancholy Rose in the short term, he introduced his authority and preached with Ye Yin.

The priority is Hong Zixun, Lu Yin and others, who are dark councilors who have not yet been promoted to the 9th rank, followed by the backbone.

Ye Hanjun would not force them, he would clearly state the pros and cons and let them make their choice.

But he obviously underestimated the temptation of additional powers. Those with lower powers have the opportunity to be promoted, and those with weaker ranks have the opportunity to obtain "Pioneer Blessing" and "Guardian Beast". Even saints would be jealous of the existence of these powers.

Finally, the finishing work was barely completed.

Ye Hanjun returned to his room, took a bath, and slept until dawn.

"Big tadpole, Grandpa Jue seems to have woken up, go take a look!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Gua Gua grabbed his arm and said expectantly.

Ye Hanjun shook his head and felt that all the fatigue from yesterday was gone. He was full of energy and all aspects of his health had recovered to more than 90%.

"is it?"

While sleeping, Ye Hanjun was actually a little touched.

But he was not so impatient. Every evolution of the contracted spirit was like a gift. Opening it earlier or later would not change its essence.

"Juexian, what's the situation?"

Ye Hanjun injected a trace of soul power, and the mark was successfully lit up.

The texture originating from the summoning array quickly covered a corner of the room.

In an instant, a hair-raising feeling of oppression rose from nowhere.

"Wow~~~"

A faint light seemed to come from the end of time.

It was a black guqin, faintly glowing with green lightning, as if lightning had transformed into a dragon and was entwined around the guqin, extremely magical.

Its strings are still scarlet, each one strong and dripping with blood.

With just a quick glance, Ye Hanjun could confirm that Juexian had been reborn.

As a half-baked 8th-level person, he probably can't pluck the piano. If he wants to play the piano, he can only realize his wish after becoming a saint and obtaining the matching power.

"Boom!"

The color of the arc turned back to green again, pure green, dazzling green, vibrant green.

However, there were eight other fist-sized thunder balls, like beautiful gems, lingering around the string and rotating slowly.

They were all green, three of them were lighter in color, and the other five were bright and looked more dangerous.

Ye Hanjun was surprised. Just by staring at the eight lightning balls, he actually sensed many familiar auras.

Could it be that the first thunder ball corresponds to "Ming Hu Yin"?
The second one... "Frivolous"?
The third one... "Dahan"?
……

Then what is the eighth one? If I remember correctly, Juexian only mastered seven skills...

Ye Hanjun seemed to be in a fog, contemplating it intently, and then making an appraisal.

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[Racial Name]: Jiuyou Juexian
[Chaos Seal]: "Soldier"

[Major]: Deduction Road/Suppression Road/Ehythm Road/Furnace Road/Smelting Road

[Rank]: The Most Holy Fetus·Xuyin
【混沌灵纹】：888888纹「明湖吟」、888888纹「轻狂」、888888纹「大寒」、999999纹「将军怨」、999999纹「天怒」、999999纹「剑杀」、999999纹「赤荒」、999999纹「修罗遗愿」

[Core personality]: "Striving for excellence"

[Current Status]: Unity of Heaven and Soldiers (Permanent)/Reflected Body (Double Harmony)/God-conferring Bloodline (Rare)/Healthy…

[Contractual relationship]: Very stable
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"Nine Netherworld Absolute Strings..."

Ye Hanjun chewed on these four words, and felt a warm current rushing into his head and a cold air pouring into the soles of his feet.

What a domineering name. Nine is the extreme number, and "you" means quiet, dark, and secluded.

Jiuyou Jiuyou either refers to the deepest part of the earth, or is used to describe an extremely high place that is out of reach in the eyes of the world.

And aren’t the two words “Juexian” the real name?

It was the first time that Ye Hanjun saw that the real name of an unparalleled military saint actually matched the name of his race.

"Sure enough, the suspended lightning balls represent piano scores, and each one corresponds to a skill..."

"General's Grievance, Wrath of Heaven, and Red Desolation, maintain their limits and their strength remains undiminished."

"Sword Kill has been weakened. Another unique and unrivaled one has been forced to be reduced to the limit..."

Ye Hanjun sighed softly, feeling somewhat sympathetic towards Juexian's situation.

It is weakened at every stage, rising and falling, up and down, repeatedly resisting the constraints of the laws of nature, and to some extent it is also very tenacious.

"What remains is the "Shura's Last Wish."

"Although it's just an ultimate skill, I didn't have it before and suddenly got it after evolution. This name... is so special."

"My dear human friend, I have learned a new song."

The golden demon took shape, hooked a string with his fingernails, closed his bloodshot eyes, and was intoxicated:

"Senior Shura Bow, you gifted me the bowstring and endowed me with a faint trace of divinity."

"Over the long river of time, I accidentally heard about the death of the emperor of the Ye clan. My heart was touched, and I recalled the various disasters of the Dark Lantern. This song was born..." (End of this chapter)