Ascension

"The 66th Young Emperor...Ye Nishang..."

"Brother Qiyu and Brother Mochou...can't beat her together?"

It was quiet in Tianjiang Mansion. The naked maids all knelt on the ground, and those with tails were clamped, not daring to move.

A cold air grew on the backs of every member of the Ye clan. In an instant, even their hearts felt cold.

"Roar!!"

Ye Qiyu, who was knocked to the ground, rose into the sky again.

He seemed to have been descended by an evil spirit, his eyes were about to burst, his red hair was dancing wildly, his blue pupils were fixed on the sky, and his words and deeds were endlessly crazy.

"Yami La Sora eh! Haha Kusuolalahaha!"

The golden hoop Rakshasa sitting cross-legged in mid-air, his lips moved, and the golden hoop above his head burst into strange light.

"Whoosh!"

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the shaved Rakshasa, who traveled between heaven and earth like a ghost, appeared behind the black phoenix bird again, and the short blade in his hand pierced its lower abdomen.

"lute!"

A phoenix whistles, like a harp, a harp, and a pipa playing at the same time.

Following this long, silent and ethereal howl, circles of unrivaled strong winds surged under the curtain of darkness.

The sound of the spell suddenly stopped, and the strange beam of light only fixed the black phoenix bird for a quarter of a second before being shattered and destroyed, leaving no trace behind.

"Bang!!"

The phoenix bird flicked its tail, and its dark feathers hit the waist of Shado Rakshasa. Shado Rakshasa screamed and was forced to escape into the wind, hiding his figure again.

"It's not over?"

Ye Nishang, who was standing on the back of the black phoenix bird, glanced coldly, and two more marks lit up.

The first contracted spirit to appear was actually a giant creature that was hundreds of meters long.

It was a dragon turtle. It looked like a turtle, but it had powerful dragon blood.

It is strong and powerful, powerful and majestic.

He is dressed in thorn dragon armor, as heavy as a mountain.

A pair of golden-scaled dragon eyes, as bright as stars.

Two pairs of silver-white dragon claws, as sharp as blades.

In addition, it is pitch black, as if emerging from an ink pool, with rippling water, and the magnetic field of life is deep and ancient.

"Black Dragon Turtle..."

"The fact that the Black Phoenix Bird has some blood relationship with the Phoenix Clan is exaggerated enough..."

"She even signed a contract with the Black Dragon Turtle. This is to maximize her dark attributes..."

Night Flash sighed with excitement, unable to hold his tongue.

As the "Captain of the Night", he is also a leader in the dark field.

But after all, he can't compare with the authority of S-class, let alone compete with the "Angel of Eternal Night" who controls the darkness.

"Boom!!!"

The black dragon turtle let out an earth-shattering dragon roar, and then fell freely from mid-air.

It didn't use any skills, just relying on its own weight, it smashed the golden bell screen that the ancient bell Rakshasa had opened into pieces and completely disintegrated.

"Tata tower...Tata tower..."

Suddenly, there was a roar in my ears, and it seemed like thousands of troops and horses were galloping wildly.

The source of the sound was a majestic man holding a trident, kicking his hoofs and arrogant.

The hard hoofs of the horse beneath him were like four large iron ingots.

The muscular limbs were covered with layers of thick black bone armor.

The man on his body had a ghost head embedded in his chest and was grinning ferociously.

There is only one round eye on the triangular head, occupying two-thirds of the face, and it is as dark as the entrance of an abyss.

"clatter!!!"

With a distance of more than a thousand meters, the men and horses stepped down hard, and the ancient bell Rakshasa spat out a mouthful of blood, severely injuring him in an instant.

"Come on, it's boring."

Ye Mochou stopped, and the burning desire to fight a second ago was extinguished in an instant.

"Every contracted spirit of hers is the perfection of heaven and earth. I can't beat them, and you can't beat them either."

"Why don't you try?"

Ye Qiyu roared and his eight eyes split open, as if to further activate his power.

With a crisp bang, the black phoenix bird swooped down and pressed down on Ye Qiyu, pushing him backwards for a thousand meters and directly pushing him back to the ground.

"Kacha——"

With a violent impact, the defensive formations in Tianjiang Mansion were fully activated.

The aftermath was contained, and Ye Qiyu, who was in the center of the crack in the spider web, was bleeding from all her orifices and her limbs were twisted in an unnatural way.

However, it only took a few seconds for him to get up like a normal person, his eyes wide open with fierce glare.

"What? Do you still want to fight me desperately?"

Ye Nishang took back the "Black Dragon Turtle" and "Black Cave Centaur" and flew down from the back of the Black Phoenix Bird.

When the exquisite treasure shoes stepped on the blood-spattered ground, the actual distance between everyone and her was less than a hundred meters. The crystal clear colorful dress was really breathtakingly beautiful.

"Pooh……"

Ye Qiyu spit out the congestion in his throat, and the six extra eyes he opened slowly closed.

"It seems... the Tomb of Shura won't be boring anymore."

"Ye family, the 70th generation young emperor Ye Qiyu, has met the clan brother and clan sister."

"The 70th generation?"

Ye Mochou took back the three contracted spirits, and his eyes filled with destruction returned to normal.

"I am the 68th generation, so there is one person separated from each of the three of us?"

"The family will not allow all the young emperors to seal themselves for the Tomb of Shura."

Ye Nishang walked up to the black phoenix bird, brushed away its feathers, and a blood hole the size of a fist was clearly visible.

She seemed to be surprised for a moment and glanced sideways at Ye Qiyu.

As if in response to her gaze, Ye Qiyu grinned, loosened his clenched palms, and a few bloody phoenix feathers fell to the ground silently.

"Did the 67th and 69th young emperors die in infancy?"

Ye Nishang turned her head back, put her fingertips on the wound of the black phoenix bird, then put it in her mouth, sipping her fingers and tasting it carefully.

When she stretched out her finger again, she asked, her voice cold.

"The 67th generation, after growing up to the 7th level, fought on the foreign battlefield and died together with the most holy child who did not want his life."

"The 69th generation is a thousand years older than me. He went to an unknown place two hundred years ago. There has been no news to this day. There is no sign of returning when the clock of the era is approaching..."

Ye Qiyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and changed into a clean cassock under the service of the beast girl.

He just answered casually, Ye Mochou raised his eyebrows, as if he had some understanding:

"If I remember correctly, the 65th Young Emperor was also born in the first era of the New Universe..."

"There are a total of six young emperors in this era? There is one more than the previous era. The elders in the clan must be happy."

"There was originally a seventh young emperor, but unfortunately someone gave up."

Ye Qiyu glanced at Ye Hanjun, feeling neither sad nor happy, without any negative emotions.

But Ye Mochou and Ye Nishang have extraordinary perceptions.

They instantly turned their attention, and their eyes fell on Lord Yehan, who looked like two primitive giant beasts, with a compelling light reflected in the dark pupils.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Mochou exuded a ray of power and asked in a deep voice.

"Let him sort out the mess he left on his own."

Ye Qiyu swallowed a pill and had no interest in answering.

At this moment, it was not just the two young emperors.

Those tribesmen who had just awakened from the seal were either shocked or confused, and they were all waiting for answers.

The Young Emperor is not only powerful, everyone is a treasure of the family, and he will put all his efforts into it.

If given the chance to climb to this position, who wouldn’t fight tooth and nail to get it?

If you have climbed to this position, how can you be stripped of the title of Young Emperor and humiliated on your knees?

"nothing."

Ye Hanjun said calmly:

"When I was six years old, during the great festival, I was sucked into the ancestral land."

"When I came out, I gathered a drop of divine blood in my palm. I gave it to my blood relatives to make up for her innate deficiencies."

"?"

Ye Mochou opened her eyes slightly, and the aura of destruction spurted out, approaching step by step:

"I didn't expect that such a big thing would happen during the years when this emperor was sleeping..."

"Following Ancestor Wuyou, Ancestor Chengfeng, and Ancestor Shitian, someone else has stepped into the ancestral land..."

"But you voluntarily gave up this opportunity and did not accept the inheritance of the ancestor?"

"I really can't imagine... what kind of brain circuit can do such a stupid thing..." A howling storm surrounded him from all directions.

Ye Hanjun seemed to be stared at by the most terrifying hunter, his eyebrows stung, and his limbs were trembling.

"Shh!"

The colorful light marks took a step forward, and in just a moment, Ye Nishang stood in front of Lord Ye Han, raising her head slightly, and the distance between her eyes and his chin was less than three inches.

When fighting Ye Qiyu and Ye Mochou, she always had a casual attitude.

At this moment, she frowned, and there was a murderous glare in her pupils.

"Tear!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Ye Liuying, three meters away, tore the clothes on his right arm to pieces.

The arm that was as white as a lotus root turned dark black in an instant.

Soon, a drop of extremely bright blood squeezed out. Ye Liuying's face suddenly turned pale, and her energy and energy quickly succumbed.

"Let me taste your blood..."

Ye Nishang murmured to herself, her lush green fingers already stretched out.

She picked up the drop of blood, stuffed it into her red lips, closed her eyes and tasted it carefully.

At that time, Ye Mochou was frozen in place, with anger showing out from time to time on his cold face.

A little further away, Ye Xien, Ye Quan, Ye Aobai, Ye Sisi... the Ye clan members from thousands of years ago or even thousands of years ago, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they all held their breath and patiently waited for the Young Emperor's judgment. .

"wrong……"

"Although the blood of the Night Angel flows, it is the same as mine..."

"But your blood is too ordinary, not as magical as imagined..."

Ye Nishang opened her eyes, and the six wings on her back suddenly flapped, and her breath was chaotic for a moment.

She pointed out her left hand and struck Ye Hanjun's eyebrows like lightning, and a bewitching black flower slowly bloomed.

"puff!"

After a period of itching, an endless feeling of weakness emerged, and a drop of brighter blood floated between Ye Hanjun's eyebrows.

Ye Nishang stretched out her hand, as if picking the stamens of a flower, and carefully put it into her mouth.

"Your blood...is a little bit special."

"But how special it is...how can it be compared with my father?"

"forget it."

Ye Qiyu waved his hand and Leng Buding interrupted:

"Is your identification method better than that of the saints in your clan?"

"The blood of the ancestor must have been absorbed by Ye Liuying. She was born with a disease, and even taking various medicines has no effect. If nothing happens, she will most likely become a mortal in this life and will not live for long."

"With the help of ancestral blood, it is already a miracle that she can cure her congenital deficiencies and then passively awaken her powers."

"As for Lord Ye Han... no one cares about the issue of ancestral blood now."

"He has dual powers. If he wants to reach the seventh level, there is a natural chasm that no one has ever crossed before."

"wrong!"

Ye Nishang grabbed Ye Hanjun with one hand and Ye Liuying with the other. They felt carefully for a long time and frowned even more:

"That's the blood of the ancestors..."

"In twelve epochs, only four people have been chosen..."

"It not only corresponds to the "young emperor's inheritance", but also has a special meaning behind it. Even if you search Shura's tomb, you may not be able to find a more perfect opportunity than this..."

"A mere night angel is still passively awakened. If this can explain the invincible power of the ancestor, how can the family prosper for 120,000 years and still remain standing?"

Ye Nishang dispersed most of the murderous intent, and even the anger that surfaced was suddenly extinguished.

She grabbed Ye Hanjun's arm, groped his body inch by inch with her fingers, and asked seriously in a murmuring voice:

"Jun Yehan, let me ask you, what exactly did you encounter in the ancestral land?"

"What was given to Ye Liuying was really ancestral blood, not something else?"

Similar questions were once asked by saints.

Ye Hanjun shook his head, as if returning to that day, and answered repeatedly:

"It is impossible to retain memories when entering the ancestral land. This is something my father himself mentioned."

"And I gave that drop of blood to Ye Liuying not only out of selfish motives, but also for a considerable amount of spiritual guidance."

"Subconsciously, I seem to think that this drop of blood is not suitable for me. Instead of absorbing and wasting it, it is better to cure the innate defects of my blood relatives."

"This is impossible!"

Ye Nishang is categorical:

"As long as that drop of blood is the genuine and valuable blood of the ancestors, all Ye clan members will be in perfect harmony with each other, so there's no need to say it's a waste!"

"That day, the sage in the clan also said the same thing."

Ye Hanjun sighed, with a hint of helplessness on his face:

"Since you don't believe me, any explanation in words will be in vain."

Ye Nishang's breath was suffocated, and her chest rose and fell slightly, as if there was a breath of depression condensed in her heart.

After a long time, the chaotic air flow calmed down. She let go of the two of them and walked step by step towards the outside of Tianjiang Mansion.

"I want to see you here at noon tomorrow."

"As well as everyone else, time is running out. For the continuation of the family, you must do everything you can to squeeze opportunities in the Tomb of Shura at all costs, and then escape from there alive."

Ye Nishang stepped out of Tianjiang Mansion, and her last voice transmission became increasingly blurry:

"From tomorrow on, I will be your instructor."

"Enjoy the last half-day of vacation. Starting tomorrow, I will make life worse than death for each of you."

……

"Don't worry about being lonely and widowed in the future. Don't worry about being lonely and widowed in the future..."

"I never thought that one day my situation would be so miserable."

Ye Mochou also returned to normal, his deep gaze flickered to Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying, and finally turned to Ye Qiyu:

"Five thousand years have passed, and my Emperor's Chouyun Mansion has become so dilapidated that it is hard to even look at it."

"Your Tianjiang Mansion is nice. The environment is quiet and the maid is graceful. I want to stay here, is it possible?"

"Xue Suo, arrange a private suite for him."

Ye Qiyu put his hands behind his back and gave instructions to the Ice and Snow Dragon Girl.

The latter bowed Yingying and led Ye Mochou to disappear in front of everyone.

"The rest of the people, if they want to live here, feel free to do so."

Ye Qiyu didn't care about the right to use the mansion at all, and even took the initiative to add a fire to it:

"Starting from tomorrow, we will dismiss the useless maids and invite a few elders from the medical department to station here."

"I have all the training equipment, fighting arena, and basic supplies here."

"In the last six years, this has been a public training ground. Everyone, including me, should focus on nothing but moving forward in one direction."

"Yes."

Ye Kai, Ye Yuanqing, Ye Qiuguo, Ye Hanlian... those who are not young kings responded respectfully.

Ye Chun, Ye Shan, Ye Dan, Ye Yunruo... and the young kings Ye Xien and Ye Quan also nodded in agreement and were mentally prepared.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

At the end of the steps, there was an old man in black robe sitting on the ground. While coughing, he took out the medicine bottle with trembling hands, crushed the medicine and applied it to his forehead.

He was obviously standing very far away, and the aftermath of the fierce battle between the three young emperors should not have touched his position.

But I don’t know whether it was due to bad luck or something else. When the White Bird Demon was knocked down, one of its teeth shattered, and the fragments flew very far away. The old man couldn’t avoid it, and the fragments hit his head, leaving a large bloody gash. .

"Liu Ying, do you recognize that person?"

Lord Yehan has been observing the newly arrived clansmen. Those clansmen who have been sealed for a long time are also gathering together in twos and threes. From time to time, eyes look back at him, and his face is full of subtle expressions such as surprise, weirdness, and confusion. , the whispers never stopped.

"I remember he came with Ye Nichang, one of the five people."

Yeliuying hugged Moxinju, used the blood of the medicine beast to heal her weak body, and replied thoughtfully.

"I saw it too."

Ye Hanjun nodded lightly:

"But have you noticed that the other three people don't seem to want to get close to him, and deliberately keep a distance."

"It's a little strange."

Ye Liuying frowned, "Although the Tomb of Shura is open to all members of the 6th rank."

"At that time, there must be some elderly and frail family elders who, because they are stuck at the 6th level and cannot break through, will enter the tomb with the awareness of death and take desperate risks to find the last chance."

"It's only the 6th rank, unless the blood relationship is bound to some big shots, thereby enjoying more special rights."

"Otherwise, as you get older, you won't be able to obtain the seal quota. Normally, those who are sealed are tribesmen who retain their vitality and are in their prime. Only in this way can they resist the erosion of the long years, instead of being sealed and dying in their sleep. …”

"Are you talking about 'Night Hidden'?"

The other three tribesmen who had visited Ye Nishang walked slowly over, and the person on the right took the initiative to show his kindness:

"He looks old and feels old, but in fact he is only about a hundred years old, so he is still young."

"But little brother Hanjun, don't pay too much attention to him. It's best to stay away from him."

"Why is this?" Ye Hanjun asked.

"His powers are so weird that people who come into contact with him can easily become unlucky."

"More than one clan member teamed up with him for trials and ended up dead."

"Let's just talk about it just now. We were just watching, and he was standing further away than us. He could have been hit."

"If those teeth were any sharper, his head would be punctured and there would be no chance of survival." (End of Chapter)