The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 685 - 287: Flower God Valley_3

"..."

Ye Hanjun remained silent, as if a heavy mountain was pressing against his heart.

"These matters are not yet for you to worry about."

Ye Qi waved his hand, gesturing them away:

"Advance to the 6th Rank as soon as possible, then enter the Tomb of Asura, and strive for every opportunity."

"If you eventually ascend to the 7th Order, even if you do not reach SS, you will be another form of an individual symbolic of the tribe’s destiny, representing the hope and future of our race."

"At that time, you will only become eligible to enter the family’s decision-making system and gradually become one of the decision makers..."

A cascade of darkness, like ink, engulfed Ye Hanjun, pushing him out of the Deep Black Wheel.

Ye Hanjun lifted his head, looking at the crumbling Remains of the Boundary, an irrepressible wave of sadness eroding his soul over and over again.

"A decision-maker, huh..."

Murmuring this strangely familiar yet incredibly distant phrase, Ye Hanjun turned around, his inscrutable gaze filled with perplexity, but also resilience.

...

"Bang!!"

The following day, Tianjiang Mansion, Star Battle Platform.

The Black Phoenix lingered above the clouds, its night transforming into a blurry veil, extended like its plumage.

Decapitated ants, dry leaf skeletons, dead sea Green-Crabs, blood-wrecked moths... a variety of vibrant Skills were thrown simultaneously, with the Black Phoenix effortlessly fanning them away with one sweep of its wings as though untouched by the myriad Skills, leaving nothing in its wake.

"Blast it, this Immortal has met his match!"

Goose Immortal, who had just been slapped to the ground by an air wave, wiped his mouth with his wing while he glared and grimaced angrily.

"Whoosh!"

A cluster of black light shot down at an alarming speed. Goose Immortal rolled out of the way, narrowly avoiding the attack.

He looked back to find a nine-inch-long phoenix feather, insignificant to the Black Phoenix.

However, such a feather blasted out a pit a hundred meters in diameter, as if a meteor had crashed, destroying everything in its path with only a fraction of its power.

"Had it been of the same rank... it would not have been this pathetic!"

Goose Immortal squawked loudly, his iron feathers shooting like arrows.

However, this time before the Black Phoenix could act, another wave of wind brought about by the Fond Spirits charging unintentionally destroyed all of his Skills.

"My Lord... this isn’t an enemy we can defeat."

Huazhu, who was floating in mid-air, looked solemn.

She also tried to summon hundreds of Sand Dragon Scrolls, and finally summoned two Ultimate·Giant Devouring Tornados after five minutes of gathering power, and launched them all at once.

Having reached the Perfection of Annihilation Rank, this was her strongest attack.

But it was of no use at all. Not to mention touching the Black Phoenix – she couldn’t even bother it.

The only ones truly able to fight against the Black Phoenix were the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits of the Young King at the 6th Rank. They were the true Heaven and Earth Stage, who were only able to threaten the Black Phoenix’s absolute dominance by relying on their number advantage.

"This is the second time this Immortal... has seen other members of the Feather Clan after Cheap Ancestor!"

"But she is not a Primordial Phoenix, only a descendent of the Phoenix clan, with a diluted bloodline... This Immortal’s status as a primordial member of the Feather Clan is ultimately a bit higher!"

Goose Immortal, spitting blood while trying to get up, saw the looming black figure reflected in his big, round eyes:

"Although she’s an old hag, she doesn’t hold back."

"But she’s still pretty, the legendary Phoenix. Finally, I got a glimpse of her charm."

"This Immortal intends to build the Holy Nest, and she is an excellent candidate!"

"If we go one step further and conquer her mind and body, maybe we’ll give birth to a Goose Phoenix or Phoenix Goose. Then, establishing a race, the name of Goose Immortal would spread across the four seas of Nine Nether, how wonderful would that be!"

"If you want to court death, go do it yourself."

"Just reached the Perfection of Annihilation and you’re already fantasizing about the Black Phoenix. Your courage is admirable."

Ye Hanjun’s temples throbbed as he braced himself for the threat looming above, fearing that hundreds of Phoenix feathers would descend and shatter them all.

"Who does this Immortal want to be? The future Feather Sovereign, unbeatable on heaven and earth!"

"Getting beaten now, a few years later, this Immortal will take it all back!"

Goose Immortal hummed and said arrogantly:

"Merely relying on this Immortal’s cheap Patron, I’m afraid there’s no chance to find any rare and unique bloodline of the Feather Clan."

"This Immortal needs to make his own way, this woman—I must capture her when I have the chance!"

"When soft tactics won’t work, I must resort to force, and conquer her with absolute strength, making her succumb to this Immortal..."

"Bang!"

A black feather fell, nearly tearing Goose Immortal’s half wing, and he fell into a puddle of blood, screaming.

"I didn’t realize before, you have such a preference?"

Ye Hanjun stood at the top of the pit, looking down, twitching at the corner of his eyes.

"Nonsense, you’re human, this Immortal is a beast, can our aesthetics be the same?!"

Goose Immortal screamed in pain, but his scolding voice was still so loud:

"How can those ordinary birds catch this Immortal’s eye?"

"Only such a feathery beast with Phoenix blood flowing within can earn this Immortal’s high regard!"

"Bang!!"

Another black feather fell. Goose Immortal was nailed in the deep pit like a convicted criminal, his breath plummeting, on the verge of death.

"What a woman... feisty enough, very tasty!"

Goose Immortal used his weakest voice to boast, then his head tilted, and he passed out completely.

"Yiye Yiye?"

GuaGua popped his head out, asking if he should heal him.

"Let it calm down for a while, healing it will just lead to more bragging."

Ye Hanjun forcibly recalled Goose Immortal back to Contract Space, temporarily not wanting to hear him ranting.

"So... so happy..."

Not far away, Mo also fell into a puddle of blood, his body getting colder.

He didn’t do anything, just waited on the ground. Whenever a black feather fell, he would actively approach it and deliberately take the hit.

Just about five, he was severely injured and near death, needing White Crow’s assistance.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Hanjun forcibly recalled him back and looked up at the sky.

This chaotic fight was nothing more than the prelude of Ye Nishang showing off her absolute strength.

Ye Qiyu and Ye Mochou did not participate, how could anyone else combined fight against the Black Phoenix who had reached the Perfection of Heaven and Earth and mastered two limit-breaking skills at the same time.

"Sister Nishang, spare us, this kind of training is useless."

"Yeah, it’s nothing but failure. We heal, we fight, we fight, we heal. Apart from some species that get stronger as the fight goes on, the others hardly gain anything."

Some clan members were disheartened. In just a short while, they had lost their will to fight.

The gap was too huge. No matter how much they fought, it was a futile struggle. So why bother?

"Entering the Tomb of Asura, do you think you will only encounter creatures of the same level?"

Ye Nishang’s voice was cold, like ice:

"I also need to practice, I can’t possibly be by your side all day long."

"For the sake of efficiency, I’ll let you train according to your ranks and the combination of your Contracted Sprit Fond Spirits."

"But facing the pressure of death and escaping from stronger creatures, is the skill you must strengthen, that needs daily practice, not a moment to slack off."

"Bring in the cage, release the dogs!"

With a clanking sound...a row of ten giant iron cages appeared.

As the locks were opened, a group of sharp-toothed, famished ’Zombie Dogs’, drenched in foul-smelling saliva, roared and rushed out.