Ascension

Every word Ye Hanjun said was as sharp as a knife, piercing into the heart of the Corpse Dragon Queen effortlessly.

Shimei, Shilan and Shili were all stunned after listening to his introduction.

"The Hanba tribe of the Solar Abyss... is still there?"

"The supreme ancestor of the Hanba tribe, 'Tian Nu Ba'... is still immortal?"

"And my clan will form a bond with them...to protect them for generations?"

The two strongest and oldest active guardians of the Corpse Dragon Queen's clan looked at each other and suddenly their faces were covered in blood.

Dragon blood dripped from the corners of their eyes, the bright red blood beads seemed to be burned by a branding iron, the drops were hot and the strings were dazzling.

"Shiju... lived up to the old patriarch's trust!"

“Those young tribesmen who once sacrificed their divine blood for her, if there are any souls left, they will surely laugh heartily!”

Shili slowly closed her eyes, trying hard to hold back the blood flowing from her eyes.

She took several deep breaths, then hugged the treasure box containing the ancestor's plasma and scales, and managed to calm down.

Then, she performed the "Six-Arm Heart-Gripping Ceremony" towards Ye Hanjun with a serious expression.

This is the most solemn etiquette of the Corpse Dragon Queen's clan. Generally, it is only used within the clan when the lower-ranking ones pay homage to the higher-ranking ones.

"Please accept my greeting."

"Shiju carries the hope of the tribe and devotes all her heart and soul to everything. After all, it is her duty as a person whose blood is thicker than water."

"You are willing to escort the inherited flame to our hands. The Corpse Dragon Queen and her entire clan will always remember this friendship!"

"Serious words."

Ye Hanjun smiled calmly and said casually:

"Shiju and I have not only become friends, but also unquestionable allies."

"How are you all doing in the West Sea now? If you have any questions, you can discuss it with me and I will do my best to help you."

“Chief… maybe this is our chance.”

Shimei suddenly stared at Shili, her shaking eyes clearly expressing a strong desire.

Shi Lan hesitated for a moment, then her eyes suddenly became firm. She roared like thunder, hoarse and rough:
"Patriarch, even if there is plasma, it can ensure that the inheritance continues!"

"But our tribe is in trouble. If we don't solve the problem, the risk of extinction cannot be eliminated!"

"Having said that..."

Shili opened her mouth and finally sighed:

"Gray, you don't know something."

"Our clan was able to survive the Near Ancient Universe smoothly, thanks to the support and trust of Lord Black Black Tortoise."

"But that lord, the current situation is extremely grim."

"Queen Jueying, His Majesty Tianjing, I suspect that He has entered old age, and the signs of chaos have spread from the West Sea to the other three seas..."

“Entering old age?” Ye Hanjun was surprised.

"Yes." Shi Li said solemnly:

"Lord Black Xuanwu, inherit the will of the first generation of Xuanwu in the ancient universe, guard the West Sea, and protect billions of marine creatures."

"The reason why he can live so long is due to the special nature of his immortal bloodline. He relies on the power of faith of all living beings to increase his lifespan."

“But this is not something that will never end. When we entered the first era of the new universe, we could vaguely see ‘fatigue’ in Him.”

"In the second era of the new universe, He has been completely dormant. All signs indicate that He...is unlikely to survive this era."

Shi Li said this with a hint of worry, and kept pondering:

"We don't know yet whether He will imitate the first generation of Xuanwu and use the "Skill of God Continuation" to sacrifice himself in advance to forcibly catalyze the third generation of Xuanwu God to inherit His will and take over the status of the overlord of the West Sea again."

“But… regardless of whether “he” does this or not, the blank period between the fall of the old master and the succession of the new master is often a critical moment for billions of marine creatures to reshuffle.”

"My clan is stuck at the point of decline. If we take a step back, we will completely lose our divinity."

"So, even though we are the guardian tribe of the West Sea, our deterrent power is not as strong as before. I don't know how many tribes look at us like prey. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely replace us..."

Shi Li shared information with Ye Hanjun in a tone that was completely similar to that of an equal.

Ye Hanjun frowned, listened silently, and sighed in his heart.

Black Xuanwu's life span has reached its limit...

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense. He has lived too long. He is not like the goddess Ba who is in a long-term dormant state and is always active. How could he maintain the eternal fire of life?

West Sea - There are more crises than you can imagine!

Even the four guardian clans crawling at the feet of the Black Black Tortoise, the Black Tortoise Holy Turtle, the Absolute Shadow Jellyfish, the Sky Blue Whale, and the Corpse Dragon Queen, probably have their own thoughts and cannot work together.

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Hanjun asked straight to the point.

He can participate in decision-making, but he does not have enough strength and foundation to influence this matter, so he must be extremely cautious.

“We’re not going to get involved in muddy waters.”

"The original plan was that if the Black Basalt still did not appear in the 3000th year of the Second Era of the Cenozoic Universe, for the sake of the future of our race, we would move out of the West Sea and never get involved in the subsequent disputes."

"After that, no matter who the new overlord of the West Sea is, we will neither submit nor get close to him. We just want to stay away from all the disputes."

Shili stroked the box in her arms, her eyes full of nostalgia, and her tone suddenly became complicated:

“But now, the situation has changed again.”

"With this ancestor's inherited flame, we seem to have a few more choices."

"I am considering absorbing the inheritance myself and reaching the state of supreme saintliness as quickly as possible, so that I can be ready to face the coming of war at any time."

"I will continue to live a miserable life. In order to survive, I will not hesitate to bury the reputation left by my ancestors and go to a place where no one knows about it, to waste time and raise my offspring..."

Ye Hanjun was stunned. He roughly understood what Shili meant.

The plasma and scales of the Corpse Dragon Queen have huge effects.

If it is completely absorbed by the existing clansmen, it will not only allow Shi Li, who leads the clan, to be promoted from the realm of minor sainthood to the realm of perfect sainthood as quickly as possible.

Key combat units such as Shimei and Shilan can also rely on divine blood to restore their peak combat power as much as possible.

But doing so is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause.

This generation of corpse dragon queens has indeed become stronger, but reproduction is still a problem for the next generation.

On the contrary, if the plasma and scales of the Corpse Dragon Queen are used to feed new offspring.

They will be able to cultivate more members of the tribe and strengthen the strength and foundation of the tribe, which will obviously be a natural process than it is now.

"Both ends of the scale are fair."

"If we put all our eggs in one basket, our chances will all be on this era. If we fail, the Corpse Dragon Queen clan will inevitably fall into the clutches of destruction."

"If you are careful and disperse the opportunities one by one to the second, third, and fourth eras of the new universe, your race can survive longer and have more potential possibilities..."

Ye Hanjun was hesitant and also found it difficult to make a decision.

He could only refer to his own situation and give advice:

"If it were me, I might choose to take a gamble."

"To survive for two or three epochs is like boiling a frog in warm water."

“As long as there is no true fetus of the God, the bloodline will eventually decay and the race will eventually break up. It’s just that you will not be the one to witness that scene, but your descendants will be. So you won’t feel particularly sad.”

“But… let alone becoming a god, I’m not even sure I can achieve half a step towards becoming a god…”

Shi Li was bewildered for a moment, and said in great confusion:
"Sacrificing tribesmen and merging the forbidden things are just a means of experimentation."

"Although successful, I can feel that my bloodline is not stable. Even if I reach the Supreme Saint Perfection in the future, the possibility of going further... is slim."

"On the contrary, Shi Ju can use the blood of the Corpse Dragon Girl as a springboard to join the Hanba clan. Maybe this will be a bright road. I sincerely wish her the best..."

Ye Hanjun frowned and said nothing more.

He probably knew why Shili's core personality was "melancholy" in her attribute panel.

As a patriarch at such a young age, he has to consider the reproduction of the race and his own growth at another moment. It is too busy to handle it all. It is normal for him to work hard.

"Chief, don't give up so easily!"

"By absorbing the blood plasma of the ancestor, the unstable factors in the blood may be removed!"

Shimei and Shilan couldn't help but encourage:

"No matter what the future of our tribe will be like, we just need to do our best, and let heaven decide the rest."

"Yes, Li'er, it's not your fault. It's a miracle that our clan can survive the Near Ancient Universe. Every era in the New Universe is a gift from fate. Now we have a new inherited fire and the protection of the goddess Ba. It's too early to say what the situation will be like in the future..."

After a few words, Shi Li realized her gaffe and immediately apologized to Ye Hanjun.

Ye Hanjun shook his head, thought about it again and again, summoned Mu Yi Hanba and asked for his opinion.

"The bloodline of the gods, the gathering of taboos?"

Mu Yi just looked up, and Shi Li's eyelids twitched as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer:
"I seem to have seen this bandage somewhere before..." "The form beneath the bandage... Hanba?"

"No wonder you are allies. It turns out that you signed a contract with the Hanba tribe. Everything can be explained..."

"when!"

Mu Yi Hanba selectively ignored the shock others felt towards him. He had long been numb to similar expressions.

He circled around Shili, suddenly jumped up, stabbed a finger into her arm, picked up a drop of blood, smeared it on his tongue, and tasted it carefully.

"Hmm, it does smell like a lot of 'impurities', very unclean..."

"Your judgment is correct. Once you reach the Supreme Saint Perfection in this state, you will no longer have the possibility of making further progress and will always remain at this stage."

"Senior of the Hanba tribe, do you have any way to save it?"

Shimei and Shilan were obviously of a much higher rank than Muyi at this moment, but at close range, they could sense a desolate aura that was so desolate that it shook the heavens and the earth, as if everything should submit before this drought demon, so naturally they did not dare to underestimate it.

"I'm not absolutely sure."

Mu Yi Hanba pondered for a moment and said lightly:

"Why don't you follow me and practice the 'Bloodline Reforging' technique together?"

"But you are different from me. I rebuilt after being sealed, taking one step at a time and making steady progress."

"You are compressed. You must stay at the level of Supreme Saint Xuyin for a longer period of time and do your best to polish your own bloodline. When the time is right, you can break through to Supreme Saint Perfection in one go."

"In this way, your future will not be entangled with layers of dark fog. At least there will be a ray of light shining into your heart..."

"Gulu..."

Shi Li - suddenly, it was as if she had taken off her identity as the head of the clan and turned into a timid little girl, with a trace of uneasiness and surprise flowing between her brows.

It was the first time she heard of such a method of cultivation, and her mind became active, like the surging sea, crashing into her soul again and again.

"Xiao Shili, Grandpa Muyi is super powerful, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Little Guagua ran to Shili's ear and whispered:

"He is the 'corpse' who used to stay in your tribe. He must have a good impression of you."

"And he has killed a half-step god. He defeated the superiors with his inferiors, and his military exploits are outstanding."

"Even among the Hanba clan, Grandpa Muyi is a well-known figure. He is the King of Saint Kings and Invincible Under God. These titles were earned through killing. Every word is stained with blood!"

"Gudong..."

This time, it was Shimei and Shilan's turn to be so shocked that they bit their tongues.

Kill someone who is half a step away from becoming a god?
In other words, beings like Queen Jueying and Lord Tianjing, who once lay before him, were just cold corpses?

And all of this is achieved at the level of Supreme Sainthood, isn't it also half a step to becoming a god?

"Li'er, go ahead."

"Since this is a huge gamble, we might as well bet everything. In this era, at least one half-step god must be born, so that our clan can have hope of rising."

Shimei patted Shili on the back, sincerely and earnestly.

"Don't worry, we are in the tribe, there will be no problem."

Shi Lan licked her lips and said sternly:

"We will lead our people to move out of the West Sea ahead of time and avoid getting involved in any trouble."

"If you fail and fail to see the scenery from a higher place, the Corpse Dragon Queen clan will not regret making this decision."

"But if you succeed, all the dead tribesmen will be proud of you, and the surviving tribesmen will also be inspired by you and receive your protection, soothing their uneasy hearts..."

Shi Li was dazed, with a flash of light in her eyes and waves of emotion stirring inside.

Finally, she bit the dragon's lips, and her eyes widened, bursting with endless brilliance.

She bent her upper body 90 degrees, and bowed to Mu Yi Hanba like a student:

"Please teach me the art of recasting, sir!"

"No matter whether I can learn it or not, and no matter how far I can go, Shili is willing to serve you as my teacher for life!"

"Row."

Mu Yi Hanba nodded, speaking sparingly.

In his eyes, this seemed to be just a trivial matter and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Human patron, please stay for a few days."

"I helped her seal her bloodline, compressed it back into the Holy Void, and started the first step of recasting."

"it is good."

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, and Guagua beside him cheered, and couldn't wait to pull Huazhu to explore the castle together.

……

Five days later, everything went well.

Ye Hanjun left the corpse cave quietly, and a figure appeared in the team.

It was a small lizard the size of a palm, with shiny scales all over its body, more beautiful than a beautiful girl's nails.

She did not leak any strange aura. When she had nothing to do, she would stand on Lie Xinxin's shoulder, allowing the weak flame to burn her body.

"Let's go! Old Xiahou must be very anxious!"

Gua Gua marched in step, riding the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus and charging ahead to lead the way.

The group returned to the original place and took more than a year to get back to Jellyfish Island. As expected, Xiahou Danxin was standing on the island with a look of despair and melancholy on his face.

"Hometown...I miss home..."

"When can I go home...Chimera, come back soon, don't let the bad guys kidnap you..."

"Shhh!!"

Ye Hanjun jumped out from the bottom of the sea and landed accurately on the island.

The "Mechanical Gazelle King" and "Mechanical Scarecrow" in standby mode all lit up their lightbulb-like pupils, and their respective detection radars frantically captured the pheromones in the space.

"Senior, we are back."

Ye Hanjun stood in front of Xiahou Danxin, only about a hundred meters away.

He waved at the old man, but the old man didn't see him at all. The disappointment in his eyes was heavier than the shadow.

"Wow~~~"

Ye Hanjun summoned Lan Qixiong, and in an instant, Xiahou Danxin seemed to have triggered the start switch in the human body. He jumped into the sky and threw himself into Lan Qixiong's arms.

"Oh!"

The snake's head hit the old man, and he was buried in the soil at a faster speed.

He struggled to crawl out of the soil, his eyes glowing red, extremely scary:

"Oh! It's a cute chimera cub! This is my most outstanding scientific research achievement~~~"

"I miss you so much that I am dying. If you don't show up, I will post a notice to find the beast~~~"

"babble!"

Guagua covered his face, not wanting to look at him:

"Old man, old man, be serious!"

"Do you remember our itinerary? We are visiting the Mechanical God Mountain, and only you can lead the way!"

"Lingling, start the home mode!"

Xiahou Danxin touched Chimera's stinky feet reluctantly, then sat down on the back of the Mechanical Gazelle King, his face full of excitement that almost overflowed.

"Beep! Navigation is on! Route planning!"

"Destination - Jishen Mountain!"

"Based on the current position, the fastest estimate is 15 years, and the slowest is 50 years..."

"Hurry up! There's no time to waste on the road! "

Xiahou Danxin interrupted her contracted spirit, whose eyes flickered twice, and the mechanical voice immediately corrected itself:

"The latest instructions have been received."

"It is estimated that the number of transfer arrays will be no less than 1635 times..."

"The nearest teleportation array has been captured, at the two o'clock position, start charging... start running at top speed... arrive at the target location..."

"Warning! The teleportation array at the current location has been accidentally damaged. Plan 36: Repair. Estimated time: hours. Required materials..."

"Plan 2, change the route, which is five days' walk from the current location... Ding! The owner manually selected Plan 1, and it will be executed immediately..."

...(End of chapter)