The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 819 - 332: Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, The Crystal Coffin_2

"An old monster is luring us in, wanting us to enter and then devour us all!"

"Meh!"

The sheep-headed creature faced the void above, as if searching for the method to shatter the space and flee this land of trouble.

"Come..."

"Come..."

"Come, come, come..."

The mechanical demonic whispers echoed in the deepest recesses of the soul.

Ye Hanjun furrowed his brows and looked back, only to see emptiness, with no space to pass through.

The only area where they could move was straight ahead.

But once they moved forward, they would inevitably enter the city gates and find themselves in unpredictable risks, their life or death uncertain.

"Wait here until the great tomb closes and then get sent out?"

"No... At the very least, it’s still twenty years away. If estimated longer, it could even be eighty years, too much time wasted..."

Ye Hanjun was torn in his heart, but ultimately he compromised,

"It’s a blessing if it’s not a disaster. If it’s a disaster, there’s no avoiding it."

"The ancestors couldn’t have set up a deadly secret realm with no way out; there must be a path to life."

"Adjust your mindset. Let’s go in and have a look."

"Okay, bo!"

GuaGua nodded, taking it seriously,

"If anything goes wrong, I’ll remind you too!"

"Little Lazy Lion, Yang Xiaoqi, She Xiaoxiong, you go in first. Leave the pathfinding to you guys!"

"Roar..."

The lion-headed creature, wishing nothing more than to sleep soundly, hadn’t expected to evade one calamity only to fall into another deep pit.

But it couldn’t complain, as the atmosphere here was too horrifying; to take it lightly was to play with fire and invite self-destruction.

"Huazhu, Goose Immortal, Absolute String..."

Ye Hanjun summoned his Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits one by one, clearly mentioning the current situation, and after preparing them to be ready for combat at any moment, he took them back one by one.

Then he followed the Chimera cubs and formally entered the city.

"Whoosh—"

As soon as he stepped in, the vigorous Chimera cub vanished.

Ye Hanjun held his breath; with each step, he saw a swiftly spinning rainbow staircase appear under his feet in the midst of limitless golden light, continuously descending as it carried them towards the earth’s core.

"Where does this lead?"

Suppressing his confusion, Ye Hanjun deployed both the "The Darkest Abyss" and "Healing Sea," preparing to switch to Mo’s Dominant State at any moment to gain the strongest resistance for survival.

After a while, the rainbow staircase halted.

Ye Hanjun could see a hill, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, glowing all over, and not very tall.

It was covered in endless bones, thin as the mouth of a bowl or thick as ancient wood, each bone snow-white as if carefully refined.

And beneath the hill was a vast ocean, its waves a majestic expanse of bright red blood.

"Could this be... Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea? One of my clan’s oldest phenomena?"

Ye Hanjun was astonished. Since arriving here, he could no longer sense the resentful spirits of the dead.

The air here was exceptionally fresh. The lingering nature’s spiritual energy could condense into rainwater at any moment, its richness imaginable.

The Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea he saw here differed from that within the Deep Black Wheel.

The one in the Deep Black Wheel was used to place the tablets of the clan members. As long as one passes the trial of Ye, earning the surname of Ye, whether alive or dead, the final arrangement order would be decided based on generation, status, contribution, potential...

But the Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea before him had significant differences.

Not just the lack of ghastly malice and the odor of slaughter, the hill had no gravestones or tombs, yet there were countless crystal coffins laid out in rows.

Looking from the bottom to the top, they were sparkling, watery, filled with divine light.

Peering through the hazy crystal walls, one could faintly see creatures of various shapes, resting in peace and harmony within.

"Wow, could these all be Holy Saint Embryos?"

"Are they alive or dead? With the protection of coffins, I can’t tell!"

GuaGua, with eyes wide in amazement, was nearly overflowing with curiosity.

The sheep head couldn’t be outdone, with curiosity as its Core Personality. Seeing so many mysterious crystal coffins, it wished it could scratch its ears and cheeks in frustration, eager to leap onto the mountain and find out the truth.

"I’ve finally waited for you."

Amidst the noise of opening and closing coffins and a flicker of light and shadow, a blood-garbed youth about fifteen or sixteen years old, speaking the pure language of the Human Race, floated above Ye Hanjun’s head, smiling softly.

Ye Hanjun couldn’t sense his presence; to his perception, that part of the space was empty, where no creature or illusion, projection, or false manifestation of a creature should exist.

But there the youth was. Ye Hanjun, with a sharp gaze, instinctively tried to activate the Talent Identification.

However, the Ability did not activate successfully.

Either the youth in front of him did not belong to the Spirit Fond system and was of the Human Race,

Or he had died long ago and couldn’t be related to a proper Nether Fond Spirit, merely a remnant of consciousness left behind.

"Who are you?"

Ye Hanjun moistened his dry lips and asked softly.

No matter what, suddenly dropping into the Hall of the Holy Spirit and encountering a creature capable of communication,

this strange experience was enough to make all the hair on his body stand on end.

"Who I am is not important. What’s important is, who you are."

The blood-clad youth’s bright eyes, white teeth, and tender skin were whiter than snow, his delicate arms as slender as jade.

With a smile, he seemed to bring the warmth of spring breeze, feeling very cordial.

Ye Hanjun became even more vigilant, strongly suspecting the boy was a Demon Creature with a charming Ability.

The surface kindness inevitably hid danger in the dark, extremely terrifying.

"Clap—clap—clap—"

The blood-clad youth clapped three times, and a crystal coffin from Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea floated down through the air.