The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1384 - 531: Heavenly Tao Pillar_2

The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1384 - 531: Heavenly Tao Pillar_2

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Chapter 1384: Chapter 531: Heavenly Tao Pillar_2

However, before Ye Hanjun and Sword Thunder Child could fully enjoy the joy of breaking through the realm,

a huge hole cracked open above their heads, a piece of the sky collapsed, and violent void turbulence poured out, causing even Xu Xuan to shiver secretly.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"Son of the Ghost Lamp, the first of the Human Race to prove five Cosmic Eras, this is nearly a groundbreaking achievement, truly worthy of celebration!"

Three overlapping savage voices, sometimes near and sometimes far, reached their ears.

Ye Hanjun squinted, his gaze passing over the apocalyptic scene of the crumbling sky and earth, locking onto a spherical, warped creature.

It looked like an eyeball, with blood vessels at the base embedded in the void, seemingly connected to all natural things.

When the eyelids wriggled and slowly opened, the eyeball rotated 360 degrees twice, and the pupil, with a hint of bloody light in the deep black, immediately locked onto Ye Hanjun standing on the vast land.

Switching to Ye Hanjun’s perspective, although he couldn’t see Calamity’s mouth, it should be grinning malevolently.

The madness flowing in its blood, along with the supreme power penetrating the soul, amplified its inherent sinister aura.

"I have said, you cannot stop us!"

"Now the Nine Heavenly Venerates are all gone, the undying ones of the Nether Ancient have also withdrawn their divine power, no longer caring about your life and death!"

"If I want this sky to cry, it must shed bloody tears!"

"If I want this land to weep, vegetation will grow in reverse, mountains and rivers will collapse, the sun and moon will hang upside down, all in a single thought!"

Calamity’s mental waves seemed to look up and laugh wildly, extremely arrogant.

But every word it said was coming true. In places beyond the cracked sky, blood rain fell, as if the sky were crying; mountains toppled, vegetation withered; seawater dried up, the sun and moon lost their light... Anyone who watched was shaking like a leaf, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts.

"The final apocalypse is perhaps inevitable..."

"Mother, I don’t want to die, I haven’t grown up yet, I haven’t seen the real ocean, I want to live!"

"Grey Sun God, please do not forget us, we are your most devoted followers, may your divine power be immortal, do all you can to dispel the disaster!"

...

Proving the Double Crowns, Ye Hanjun’s hearing became incredibly sharp.

Combined with the authority of the Faith Altar, the prayers and wishes of millions of followers seemed to be right before his eyes.

He did not act rashly.

Just as Calamity’s emotional climax reached a peak,

another explosion sounded, three rays of gray light illuminating the sky, like three towering stone pillars.

The ruptured void, which was madly devouring and spreading, as if smelling the scent of its nemesis, suddenly slowed down its speed.

"Calamity, isn’t it the Jade Burning Technique? We’ll accompany you!"

At the top of the first pillar, a large drum faced the wild wind, bathed in blood rain, with a strange aura.

Clearly, no one wielded the drumstick, but the drumstick repeatedly pounded the drumhead, stirring up countless golden ripples.

Instantly, the surrounding scene of destruction slowed down, as if bound by an invisible hand, even with the power to destroy the world, the related laws could not approach it.

The strongest Soldier God of the ancient times—the Time Drum!

Ye Hanjun’s eyes brightened, his gaze wandering, landing on the second light pillar.

Standing atop it was naturally the extraordinarily talented Goddess Ba.

Clad in sky blue, shoes of lotus leaves, she appeared to be a fragile humanoid girl.

In reality, her fists were clenched, daring to charge straight at Calamity alone, with one punch to open the sky and a second punch to split the earth, fully embodying the true meaning of the Netherworld Dominator!

"Chengfeng Ancestor..."

Ye Hanjun’s attention lingered more on the third light pillar.

On the day Calamity revealed its form, Netherworld True Monarch Ye Chengfeng was not a Heavenly Venerate.

It was the God of Illusion of the Nether Ancient who added fuel to the fire, helping him forcibly ascend.

Now, with the epoch shifting, the assistance from the Nether Ancient had dispersed with the wind.

Ye Chengfeng still stood within the Heavenly Dao, holding a Death Scythe in one hand and an Asura Bow in the other, his black robe stained with blood, murderous aura raging.

"Good lad, it’s thanks to you that I didn’t fall in realm!"

Ye Chengfeng grinned at Ye Hanjun, aside from arrogance, brimming with boldness:

"Come on, come on, get up here!"

"These past thousands of years we’ve been blocking Calamity, giving our all!"

"But He ultimately occupies the majority of the fractured Heavenly Dao’s power, with eighty percent of the authority in His hands. We Three Evil Gods cannot oppose Him directly!"

"Now that new blood has joined, only by crushing Him, only by cleaving Him into nothingness, can we break this disaster and reverse the cataclysm upon all life!"

"Ha, do ants deserve to sit with dragons?"

The ferocious blood eye hanging at the world’s end laughed uncontrollably, its gaze instantly fixating on Ye Chengfeng.

As Ye Chengfeng was about to charge forward, his right arm suddenly fell off. The wound showed no blood, yet Ye Chengfeng’s face turned deathly pale.

"Do you still not understand the gap between you and us, even now?"

"We Three Evil Gods have sacrificed everything for this very moment."

"Even if you burn your life force and fight me with the Jade Burning Technique, in the end, it is still the Heavenly Dao that will be worn down."

"Ah, this precarious Heavenly Dao, just a paper-thin layer away from being pierced through..."

"You pitiful clowns, can you just accept your fate and stop struggling?"

Calamity was sometimes furious, sometimes mocking, clearly different from Sarus.

Yet the arrogance, as that of a giant looking upon a group of dying rats, was equally deep-rooted.

"Pathetic."

In the reflection below Mo, the three-eyed white crow cast a cold glance at Calamity, devoid of sorrow or joy, as if looking at a dead object.

In the next second, Mo ascended to the heavens.

Ten thousand meters, fifty thousand meters, one hundred thousand meters...

As He drew ever closer to the world’s end, a column of light concentrated beneath Him, also a pale gray, nurturing a faint chaotic aura within.

Heavenly Tao Pillar... plus one!

The three pillars originally belonging to the Time Drum, Goddess Ba, and Ye Chengfeng struggled to withstand the Law Ripples of Calamity, appearing on the verge of collapse under the onslaught of wild winds and torrential rains.

With the addition of the fourth pillar, the three pillars resounded with a clang, stabilizing once more.

"Rumble——"

Although Sword Thunder Child was concerned for Ye Hanjun, He knew this critical moment could not afford any missteps.

He separated Himself from Ye Hanjun’s hand, lightning trailing frost all the way, reaching the same altitude.

In an instant, a column of light emerged beneath Sword Thunder Child as well, adopting a pentagonal position, encircling Calamity at the center.

"The Heavenly Dao is unjust and indeed deserves destruction."

"But you wish for all life to be buried with you; this evil intent is even more detestable!"

Ye Hanjun stomped, transforming into a meteor, ascending against the sky.

He also arrived at the same position, fully unleashing the crown-ranked Life Magnetism.

As the White Bone Purgatory, Deep Black Abyss, One Hundred and Eight Hells, Yin Soldiers, and Ghost Generals manifested one by one, the sixth pillar appeared.

Ye Hanjun was slightly astonished to find the pillar beneath Him thicker and more solid in color than the previous five.

In the eyes of Heaven’s will, was the Double Crowns of the Human Race truly more important than the Double Seal God of the Fond Spirit?

Ye Hanjun pondered silently, suddenly seeing the pillars shifting positions.

In the blink of an eye, the pentagonal formation replaced itself, transforming into a Hexagram Array around Calamity. The mysterious lock upon the world nearly halted the spread of calamity.

"How about this, I offer you an extra escape route."

"As long as you are willing to go to the Land of Silence and transcend with the old immortals of the Nether Ancient, you can survive without being buried with this world."

Calamity laughed lowly, his tone carrying some seriousness but mostly amusement.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Ye Chengfeng laughed coldly:

"The Three Great Heavenly Venerates couldn’t deal with you; what about the Six Great Heavenly Venerates?"

"The worst outcome is death. Who here besides that sword hasn’t died before? Discussing death is meaningless!"

"I knew you would say that."

A trace of malevolent amusement spread in Calamity’s blood eye, the eyeball rapidly swelling until it finally burst with a bang, forcibly breaking the sealing of the six pillars:

"At this point, the course of events is quite simple."

"I only need to kill you all, leaving the Heavenly Dao without any pillars, then destroy it myself... tidal waves and mountain collapses, at my whim."

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