The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1360 - 521: The Ancestral Gift of Blood, What Is It For?

The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1360 - 521: The Ancestral Gift of Blood, What Is It For?

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Chapter 1360: Chapter 521: The Ancestral Gift of Blood, What Is It For?

In the shattered Four Seas Divine Pool, Ye Hanjun stood silently.

Four thousand years passed in a blink of an eye, nearing the Clock of the Era, all heavens and myriad worlds in chaos.

The Disaster Emperor... No, better to call him the Inferior Earth Emperor.

He is considered one of the top generals of the Fallen Camp, leading the charge and temporarily holding the forefront.

Apart from him, there are many Evil Gods, Calamity Gods, Desolate Gods, and Evil Gods corrupted for various reasons.

If these forces united and gathered in one place, they would truly be formidable.

"Who could have expected that the Ghost Lamp Abyss would pass an entire epoch in silence..."

"And once unsealed, would bring such a catastrophic impact..."

Ye Hanjun lowered his eyebrows, the chaos in his left eye emitting endless gray light, like the vast earth, stars draped, and all beings surrounding.

But that deep black right eye, bottomless, like a condensed abyss, carrying the souls of deceased creatures, their wailing piercing the heart.

"Well then, rather than wandering the heavens, excavating inch by inch."

"Might as well strike at the source in one fell swoop, severing that evil at its root."

Ye Hanjun raised his head again, his slightly flickering eyes regaining calmness.

He did not delve further into other matters, large or small.

Instead, he pulled Ye Liuying over, inviting her to sit on the ground, maintaining clarity of mind.

"What are we doing?" Ye Liuying was puzzled.

"Do you remember when I was young, I was sucked into the ancestral land, granted the Blood of the Ancestor, and became the chosen of the Ancestor?"

"Of course, I remember." Ye Liuying was even more confused:

"Didn’t you say that what the Ancestor granted you was actually the inheritance from the Gate of Awakening?"

"Now that your skills are perfected, why bring this up suddenly?"

Ye Hanjun pursed his lips, stopping his speech, carefully examining Ye Liuying’s face.

Having not seen her for thousands of years, her appearance had not changed much, her beauty incomparable to any woman in the world.

However, every gesture exuded stability, a resilience tempered by countless near-death experiences, which would serve her well for life.

"The Ancestor’s gift was twofold."

"I absorbed the Chaos Fruit, which nurtured a Chaos Will inheritance within, connecting me with the world."

"However, the Ancestor also granted the Blood of the Ancestor to be given to a close relative or a friend in adversity."

"This drop of blood was ultimately absorbed by you, making up for your innate flaws and setting you on the Path of Controlling Spirits."

Ye Hanjun pointed a finger, extending a thread of soul power.

After entering Ye Liuying’s meridians, it roamed her organs, searching carefully:

"Upon reaching the Crown Rank, I reencountered you, and the confusion of the past was finally resolved."

"Absorbing the refined Blood of the Ancestor was meant to unlock future potential and secure the position of the Young Emperor."

"A mere Young King is insufficient to explain the Ancestor’s might and the Ye Clan’s foundation..."

"So... is that drop of blood still in my body?"

Ye Liuying, her mind quickened, grasped her brother’s implication, and looked at him with astonishment:

"No way, I’ve been a Saint for so long?"

"This body, though not flawless, has been analyzed inside and out thoroughly. How could residual power still remain?"

Ye Hanjun laughed softly, saying:

"After all, it’s the Crown Rank, meticulously planned, and laid out for a long time. Such profoundness, even the Divine Enthronement wouldn’t detect it, how could we have discovered it?"

As he spoke, he suddenly grasped something, pulling it out forcefully.

It was a bright red glowing object, about the size of a human fingernail, extremely small.

After being extracted from Ye Liuying’s body, it turned into a loach, trying to escape, struggling desperately.

Ye Hanjun, deep in thought, immediately squeezed out a drop of blood, touching it.

"Sss——"

With a soft sound, the loach dissipated where it stood, disintegrating.

Its true form was revealed, a drop of pure red treasure blood.

This treasure blood was extraordinary, sometimes bursting with fierce flames, sometimes emitting sharp killing intent, with an unconstrained wildness.

"What is this? It’s creepy, coming from my body..."

Up close, Ye Liuying couldn’t help but shrink her neck, feeling a bit fearful, not daring to look directly for long.

"The Ancestor... was also a playful old man."

"This trick he left behind must have trapped many ill-intentioned alien races..."

In Ye Hanjun’s deep black pupils, words seemed to be floating.

After a while, he rubbed his brow, both amused and helpless:

"So the Jester Emperor’s attack on the Ghost Lamp Abyss was actually not in vain."

"The third Godly Prison Mark, which all heavens and ten thousand races couldn’t find, had always been sealed by the Ancestor using a special method. Only when a descendant with the Ye Clan’s bloodline gains the Crown Rank, and at the same time has a contract with a Prison System demigod, does the seal loosen..."

"Ah?" Ye Liuying was dazed, her face pale.

Ye Yin was also as if rooted to the ground, unable to move.

"The Godly Prison Mark... is in Liuying’s body?"

"Yes."

Ye Hanjun nodded, no longer hesitating, piercing the drop of blood with his finger.

With a hiss, like a bubble popping.

A fist-sized, black-red fruit like that collected from Hell, spun around, leaping into everyone’s sight.

"Wow!"

GuaGua exclaimed with exaggerated expression:

"Asura Grandpa is awesome, this treasure’s ability is probably world-renowned!"

"..." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Ye Liuying only felt the scene before her was surreal, dazedly saying:

"Has this thing been in my body... for over ten thousand years?"

"The Heartbroken Witch, who attacked the Ghost Lamp Abyss after her wedding, wasn’t she seeking this?"

"And the Primordial Royal Demon... hmm, and Fly Moon..."

"They’ve searched every possible place repeatedly over the years, their minds nearly shattered, yet they couldn’t find the last Godly Prison Mark of the Prison System..."

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