The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1143 - 440: Crown Rank·Merciful Ancestor

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

This was a twisted pillar, made of some creature’s spinal bones, with foul-smelling pus occasionally oozing from its cracks.

When it shook, the entire Hall of Giant Sharks and Playful Shrimp resonated as if some terrifying creature deep within the earth yearned to awaken.

Finally, the horrifying spectacle persisted for five minutes and slowly receded.

A purple light fell upon the throne, enveloping it and a small surrounding area in a flood of illumination.

"Whoosh~~~"

From Ye Hanjun’s perspective, the main light source at the top of the pillar targeted Aegifura, while the side assistant light shone on Aegi Mogo, seated nearby.

As for him, along with the Kylin War Armor Demon, Mantis Dagger Demon, and Dragon King, they were relegated to the corners, left with only the faintest glimmers of light resembling fireflies.

Thus, a vivid three-dimensional image formed.

Aegifura, seated on the throne, was fully covered, her eyes reflecting a pure radiance in the midst of her Purple Jade pupils.

She was as beautiful as a flower and clear as a lotus rising from the water, possessing the serenity of an Ice Queen and the purity of a blossom.

In her silence, a gentle aura of superiority naturally emerged.

Aegi Mogo, ten meters away, diverged from her usual scantily clad allure, wearing a proper light blue cheongsam.

She revealed her straight, smooth legs, the nails on her toes gleaming brightly.

Looking up, her delicate arms supported her chin, a mysterious smile playing on her tender floral face.

Her eyes, identical in color to Aegifura’s Purple Jade, showed intelligence and mischief, starkly contrasting with Aegifura’s demeanor.

"Hell’s bells, such a damn drag!"

"Greed! Gluttony! You were one minute late, next time I’ll smash your heads to teach you the proper sense of time!"

"Hey, isn’t that the handsome and dashing Dragon Demon brother? Come quick; your servant awaits you in the Greed Nation~~"

"Recently, your servant has built a museum, lacking high-end exhibits; if brother could come, he’d be of great help, your servant would be eternally grateful~~"

From left to right, the fifth image depicted a monster with a snake’s head, bear’s body, eagle’s wings, tiger’s limbs, horse’s legs, and mouse’s tail, laughing uncontrollably.

Conversely, from right to left, also the fifth image.

A demon covered in red Dragon Scales floated above a sea of magma, unleashing a dragon’s breath that easily blasted the clouds above.

"Zhuang Huan Meng, you’re seeking death!"

"Last time I came to find you, you hid like a turtle!"

"What, reached Perfection and got cocky, thinking you can arm-wrestle me now?"

With a bang, Primitive Dragon Demon·Mai Ertu, smashed the stone with one dragon claw, and hurled it viciously toward the image.

Clearly infuriated, unable to strike the actual body, he vented his anger on the projection.

"You’re all bothering me while I’m eating! Roar!!"

In the sixth image, an enormous maggot lay on the ground, gnawing at its food.

It possessed seven pairs of limbs; the round mouth lined inside and out with sharp teeth.

"Crack! Crack!!"

The creature it was devouring was evidently still alive.

It must have been a Holy Beast, exceptionally large, its horn-like appendages rippling the air around them.

However, its lower body was tightly bound by the giant maggot, the flesh from its hindquarters already vanished.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The giant maggot devoured rapidly, its hundred-meter-long body like a bottomless pit, never filling up.

The sheep-shaped Demon, its spine soon severed, lost its strength to struggle after its lower body was completely consumed, letting out a miserable cry before dying.

"Hiss! I hate being disturbed when I’m eating, you all deserve to die, one day I’ll devour you all!"

Seemingly satiated, the giant maggot left the remaining half of the body on the ground.

Several smaller maggots immediately emerged from a hole and pounced on the remains like wolves.

The chilling sound of their mastication echoed in the ears, and only then did Ye Hanjun see clearly.

The eyes of this Primordial Swallowing Demon were blue, unfocused, its gaze making one’s spine chill the more one looked.

"You all seem so happy, can you include me too!"

"I want to join your circle too, to be loving with you all for life!"

In the second image, Primitive Ghost Demon·Yidong Temple, skinny as firewood, resembling a malnourished goblin.

Its green skin, soft to the touch, conveyed a sense of lightness.

However, from its seven orifices, green ghost flames spewed out.

Accompanied by its clenched claws, and its face contorted in a skyward howl, even Ye Hanjun found it disturbing to watch.

So... Aegifura was actually the most normal?

Having abandoned her disenchantment, she simply adored herself, focusing on beautification without causing catastrophic harm.

These origin-sharing but different-stream Primordial Demons, each uglier and more fierce than the last.

Their massacres had yet to annihilate the Realm of Desire, which was quite a wonder in this world.

"Huff..."

"Huff huff..."

"Huff huff huff..."

From left to right, the fourth image.

A creature resembling a troll lay sprawled on the ground, bubbles continuously bubbling around it.

Surprisingly, it was a swampy area, so dark one couldn’t see one’s own hand, with insects flying everywhere.

In such a rough and primitive setting, this gray demon slept incredibly soundly.

Ye Hanjun watched as a clueless frog accidentally jumped into its open mouth.

With a plop, the demon smacked its lips twice, swallowed directly, and continued its authentic, unprepared meal.