The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 727 - 301: The Ultimate Fire Cannon_3

Strangely, aside from GuaGua, who most likely received a blessing, Goose Immortal had two clusters of ghostly things fall from its side, resembling Nether Fire yet indistinguishable as good or ill; no other abnormalities descended.

"It is the fifty-ninth chime already," they say the Clock of the Era will only toll a hundred times, after which we will officially enter the next era."

"Simply waiting like this is no solution; where did the error occur?"

"Could it be that there are too many special Fond Spirits around me? For example, GuaGua—it is a Pure Beast and has an innate grasp on fortune."

"The Window Flower seems to split and isolate space, yet still cannot sever the Contractual Relationship signed between us, could fortune still shine upon me through it all?"

Engaged in a brainstorm, Ye Hanjun’s thoughts churned ceaselessly, unable to find peace.

Within the Window Flower, he couldn’t confirm the situations of Ye Yin and Ye Liuying; his actions depended solely on himself.

"No, I must face this calamity!"

"I must have a stroke of terrible misfortune to accumulate the energy of the turn-luck fortune pouch, in exchange for a boost to the sixth battle power rank!"

Approaching the eightieth chime, Ye Hanjun grew tired of waiting and decided to initiate a backup plan.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and a pale White Crow mark quietly lit up one inch below his left collarbone.

"Lord Han, is it time to feed?"

"It has been half a day since I last tasted pain; I am so lonely, so hungry, please help me quickly!"

The sea star with an eye on each of its two faces, once it appeared, cuddled affectionately around Lord Han’s thigh, dragging mucus behind.

Without needing to see with his eyes, Ye Hanjun could confirm that, as his blood flow accelerated, colorful floral patterns were slowly climbing up his trouser leg.

"Vessel of disaster, pale destroyer, Fusion Demon Seed wandering between life and death—Revelation of Apocalypse, Mo, I shall dominate your bloodline for my use..."

The low chant of the spell resounded by his ear, and Ye Hanjun’s human form gradually faded away.

In the midst of a churning cold, the larger Revelation of Apocalypse emerged.

It was not translucent pink but a more shadowy translucent black, its life’s magnetic field darker and more ominous, twisting the space around it frenziedly, trying to erode the glass barriers and assimilate all into itself.

"Not enough... still not enough!"

This wasn’t Lord Han’s first time dominating Mo; he had practiced over a hundred times after evolving.

But he still couldn’t exert absolute control over his own heart and Dominant State; a hunger from the depths of his soul incessantly clawed at his innermost being.

"Mo alone has only Heaven and Earth Void Summoning!"

"Dominating and fusing is akin to Small Achievement of Heaven and Earth!"

"With the characteristic of ’misfortune strikes from nowhere,’ I refuse to believe..."

"Heavenly Dao, look at me, I am the Disaster Beast you detest the most!"

"Could you really tolerate me, standing here without any reverence, challenging you?!"

Lord Han was not only roaring; he was also self-harming.

As gory gashes appeared across his skin, a large amount of black mucus secreted out, accumulating into a dark, oppressive pond.

In the ancient and silent terror, more than five hundred tentacles, each three hundred meters long, wildly grew, swaying around Lord Han, casting thick shadows everywhere.

Skill—Tentacles of the Mountains and Seas!

"Boom!!!"

The eighty-second chime sounded, and suddenly, a miniaturized sun appeared in the sky above.

Jin Xuanzi suddenly looked up, sensing the gradually spreading aura of destruction. The frequency of his wing-flapping rapidly increased.

"Be alert, a fairly dangerous catastrophe is beginning to take shape. Don’t panic; respond normally."

The Plastic Bimeng, Golden-winged Celestial Fox, Pen Immortal, and the Tiger Commander all responded in unison, composed and calm.

But quickly, the fast-spinning fireball cracked open from the middle, revealing a void portal.

Not only that, above Without-Sun City, the anomalies in a small area completely vanished.

Heavenly energy kept converging, incessantly strengthening the fireball. The boiling sea of fire attracted countless gazes.

"It’s over; even through the Clan Protection Formation, it chills to the bone. This must not be a blessing but a calamity!"

"Who could be so unfortunate to be targeted by such a disaster? Even with infinite treasures for protection, can they really survive..."

The Ye Clan’s vassals near the city center, including young children, were petrified and began to cry.

Even the adult cultivators all had pale faces, with hidden fear in their eyes.

"The catastrophe is intensifying... The lethal power keeps rising..."

"The Tribal Array should block at least ninety-nine point nine percent of the destructive force. But if the target is a clansman who has opened the Window of Flowers... The likelihood of survival is less than ten percent."

Sitting on the back of a Female Fish, Ye Shu sighed softly.

She tried to find the one facing the calamity, but it was too difficult.

Whether it was the endlessly furious energy magnetic field from the outside world or the supreme protective force within, they were affecting the Saint’s perception.

"It must be someone who has opened the Window of Flowers."

"If one could attract such a terrifying disaster without opening the Window of Flowers, how could they have lived until now?"

Standing next to the roaring cannon, Ye Qianmo looked at the gradually forming sky cannon port, and with awe and amazement said,

"Such an anomaly, it seems, was called the ’Decisive Fire Cannon’ by the ancients."

"Ordinary ghosts and spirits, Heavenly Dao can erase them casually; there’s no need to gather strength."

"It must be that the Clan Protection Formation is too domineering, forcing it to enhance its power."

"From this, it is apparent that this is a target destined for eradication, not meant to live into the next era..."

...

Inside the Window of Flowers, Ye Hanjun, who was controlling Mo, had all five tentacles trembling.

Why does it feel like I’ve gone too far?

Isn’t Mo half Disaster Beast and half demon? With half a Demon Bloodline, is there truly a need for such a massive mobilization?

"Big tadpole, is it still possible to back out now?"

"GuaGua feels that if this fireball smashes down, you will be incinerated to ashes!"

In the next room, GuaGua, pressed up against the glass, furrowed his brow for once, showing a worried expression.

"Once the Window of Flowers is opened, it can only be closed normally after the Clock of the Era ends..."

Ye Hanjun, with his tentacles slowly clenching, in the midst of utter concentration, noticed the vortex above his head stopped spinning.

A massively compressed fireball, resembling the sun, had already locked onto him, leaving no room for maneuver.