The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 593 - 257: The Chosen One of Ancestors_1

The Goose Immortal was not polite at all.

Just as people would punch down to the bone, it would flap down to the bone.

The Big Ghost Ape struggled for a while, but unable to bear the pain, it tilted its head and passed out.

Ye Liu, who was hidden within its abdomen, was screaming in pain.

Before the Goose Immortal could cut open the ape’s belly, he shouted loudly, "I surrender! I surrender!"

"Boom!"

A pillar of blood-red light plummeted from the sky, encapsulating both the Big Ghost Ape and Ye Liu.

The wing of the Goose Immortal fell, and the entire goose was thrown into the air.

It got up from the ground, dusted off, and glared unhappily at the figure on the ground.

"Little brother, what’s going on?"

"You were quite ferocious just now. Why are you so spineless now, surrendering just like that?"

"Quack! Quack!"

The small GuaGua, maneuvering the Sixth-grade Lotus platform, hovered above Goose Immortal’s head.

From its waving forelimbs, it seemed that it was also chipping in, making a fuss for nothing.

"Ssssshhh!"

If the master is defeated, the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits naturally can not continue their actions.

The Shadow Locust was trapped by the bloody light and could not move in a tiny space.

It roared forcibly, trying to break free.

Its ferocious compound eyes were fixed on the Goose Immortal, wanting to rush up and tear its mouth to pieces.

"What are you looking at?"

"You are no match for me. Behave and lie down for the Great Immortal!"

The Goose Immortal with its wings retracted, strutted past the Shadow Locust with a face full of disdain.

The Shadow Locust got even angrier, screeching and repeatedly slamming its body against the barrier.

But the blood-red shield as thin as a cicada’s wing was unshakeable and invincible.

"Since Blood Halberd was defeated, according to the rules, I can propose my conditions."

Ye Hanjun put away the Darkest Abyss and walked over.

Ye Liu’s entire face was twisted with pain.

In the depths of his pupils, a strand of obvious fear was brewing, like a boiling lake, rapidly infiltrating his entire soul.

"From now on, you shall not obstruct my passage through your territory."

"Also, I just want to see Liuying. Why are you preventing me from getting close? What ulterior motives do you have?"

"Hem! Hem!!"

Ye Liu coughed a couple of times, swallowed a bottle of elixir, and his complexion gradually improved.

He took a deep breath, looked at Ye Hanjun with a mixture of complexity and gloom, stayed silent for a long time and then sighed:

"You should very well know why. There’s no need to ask me."

"During the Ancestral Ritual in the past, you were mysteriously pulled into the ancestral land and stayed there for ten days and nights."

"This is an unparalleled opportunity, even more unique than the ’Innate Young Emperor’, only four people including you have triggered this in twelve epochs of Ye Clan’s history!"

"Just think of the first person, the 7th generation patriarch,named Ye Wuyou!"

"During the sixth epoch of the Near Ancient Era, the family was in decline, without new crowns appearing or new gods granting protection. Large numbers of vassals left quietly."

"Right at the time of storm and stress, Ye Wuyou broke through and appeared. He entered the ancestral land when he was young and earned the honor of being the ’Chosen One of the Ancestors’. After he grew up, he advanced aggressively and ascended to the patriarch’s position with his peerless stature."

"Though in the end, the Wuyou Ancestor didn’t manage to ascend to the crown and died regretfully."

"But during his reign, he carried out aggressive reforms of the family system,rallying the Ye Family, assisting the Blood Sorcerer Clan in the Divine Enthronement at great costs, joined forces with the line of Seven-Talisman Ghost Monk, ceded the Ghost Lamp territory, forming a tripartite alliance and guarding each other, indirectly allowing the Ye Clan to survive till this day."

"As for the second person, Ye Chengfeng,he too entered the ancestral land when he was young, and helped to shine gloriously upon our whole clan."

"Eventually, he traversed various terrains, ventured through forbidden lands, made a pact with the emperor seed, and everyone said he could attain the God Sealing Crown."

"Unfortunately, before Chengfeng could achieve Great Completion, he was hunted and killed by the Fetus of God Sealing himself. When he died prematurely, the heavens covered in frosty brilliance, and rivers of blood flowed on the earth. All beings mourned, all beasts wept. It was unbearable and tragic."

"During the eighth epoch of the Near Ancient Era, the anger of the Ye Clan was ignited, and it kept burning for a long time."

"As for the dark history that followed, there is no need for me to elaborate as you are already well aware."

"If it weren’t for the arrival of the third person, our clan would have been doomed to face the Cosmic Era Calamity either dead or crippled."

"The Ye Clan can still retain its glory today, even if it’s not as brilliant as it used to be, it is still inseparable from the current patriarch!"

Ye Liu sometimes appeared indignant, sometimes mournful , as if he were accusing something. The look he gave Ye Hanjun was very unfriendly.

Ye Hanjun remained silent, like a tight-lipped gourd.

Everything that Ye Liu was saying wasn’t exaggerated in the slightest, nor were any facts diminished.

In the ninth epoch of the Near Ancient Era, if it weren’t for the emergence of Ye Shitian, their clan would have inevitably declined.

And Ye Shitian... was his father!

He was the third person who was fortunate enough to enter the ancestral land, blessed by the ancestor’s grace!

The first three individuals were so talented. The weight of ’Entering the Ancestral Land at a Young Age’ in the Ye Clan was something that outsiders could not imagine.

However... as the fourth person who entered the ancestral land, Ye Hanjun was actually quite perplexed.

He couldn’t remember what had happened during those ten days at all.

When he came out, he did indeed have a drop of the ancestor’s blood essence in his hand.

And he indeed gave this drop of extremely pure ’Asura’s Blood’ to Ye Liuying, helping her to defy the heavens and change her fate.

This was not only out of selfishness, but also a subconscious recognition that doing so was not a problem.

But the ancestral land vibrated abruptly, and the statue of the ancestor was filled with cracks and on the verge of collapse.

The Saints who had been slumbering since ancient times awakened and convened a meeting of the entire clan, and they held another ancestral worship.

Then, all the divinations showed disaster.

The Ye Clan... a great disaster is coming?

...

Suppressing the thoughts of his memories, Ye Hanjun returned to reality and said expressionlessly: