Ascension

Ye Rusong's deep and steady voice slowly echoed in the stalactite-structured cave.

Lord Ye Han was noncommittal. If a pure-blooded descendant of the Holy Child really appeared here, it might indeed attract the covetousness of some tribesmen.

But this is not absolute. The Ye clan is well-informed. For the sake of an uncertain potential, offending other powerful clan members, the pros and cons also need to be weighed additionally.

"I'm tired, let's rest."

After discussing for a while, Ye Hanjun closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to meditate.

"it is good."

Ye Rusong's frowning forehead slowly relaxed, and in the blink of an eye he began to absorb the dark elements around him, and his breathing became longer and longer.

"Woo..."

The little tiger cub in his arms stared, still daring not to fall asleep completely.

But slowly, overwhelming fatigue came over me.

The groggy Evil Sound Tiger finally fell into sleep, with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

……

The next day, around noon, Ye Hanjun woke up first.

With the passive power of "Devil's Heart", his vitality is different from ordinary people.

After a short period of conditioning, the fatigue was gone, and the whole person became energetic again.

"I am in the same room with His Highness. Even if His Highness deliberately gives in, the dark elements here are not willing to be mobilized by me, and the recovery efficiency is lower than expected..."

As if aware of Lord Ye Han's awakening, Ye Rusong did not open his eyes, but moved his lips and sighed softly:

"Your Highness does not need to wait for old age, he can be the first to climb the mountain."

"I have to meditate for another day and try to recover to 100% of my condition before I dare to move on."

"Well, good luck."

Ye Hanjun left a bottle of recovery pills in Ye Lalan's relics and retreated.

Because he has the power to "bring disaster upon him", he does not want to walk side by side with his clansmen.

Especially for an elderly person like Ye Rusong, whose strength is average and the possibility of being involved in death is greatly increased, there is really no need to stay together.

"Let's go!!"

"A new day has begun again!!"

Guagua, who secretly took a nap, was also full of energy.

In its eyes, this is no longer an adventure, but more like a family outing.

"Human Beloved Lord, remember, this Great Immortal still lacks a younger brother!"

"You still have two heart slaves, you have to tame a bird no matter what!"

The summoned Goose Immortal's condition has mostly improved.

While sharpening its sword towards the souls of the dead, it shouted loudly:

"I miss Lao Sha a little bit."

"This damn big tomb has too few birds suitable for me."

"I want to apply "Blessing of Feathers" and accumulate bird marks for use in "Thousands of Birds Return to the Clan", but the efficiency is terrible. "

"Big Iron Goose, little black hat also has wings, you can bless her!" Guagua reminded.

"How many times have I tried this? Don't you see?"

The Great Goose glanced sideways, "With wings, you may not be able to leave a mark."

"Although the flower candle is not completely ineffective, it can still leave a vague mark."

"But this great immortal's blessing to her ended up wasting a lot of energy, and I feel unhappy no matter how much I think about it."

"What's the point?"

Guagua tilted his head:

“Some blessings are twice the result with half the effort, and there are huge benefits on both sides.”

"Some blessings are half the result with twice the result, and the benefits for both parties are pitiful."

"I think...the closer you are to the Yu Clan, the better the effect will be!"

"If I could imprint a bunch of Yu Clan's marks, my Great Immortal's Ten Thousand Birds Returning Clan would definitely be comparable to the unparalleled skills of the Sovereign!"

While flying, the Great Goose split open the wave of undead with one wing, and said with shining eyes:

"For example, that black phoenix bird. If I can conquer her, I can put a mark on her when I have nothing to do."

"When it's time to fight, with a flutter of wings, hundreds or even thousands of black phoenix birds will gather around this great immortal's body. The burst of fighting power in an instant will definitely make the enemy's courage fly away!"

"Black Phoenix Bird...I still advise you to think carefully."

Ye Hanjun held his forehead and said slightly speechlessly:
"She already has a master, and the opportunities are endless. How can she sit next to you with nothing to do, just to wait for your blessing."

"It's not that I won't find other Yu tribesmen for you."

"Golden Crow, Tianpeng, Tengu, Jingwei, Chongmingniao, Danque, Xuanniao, Yujia...the famous Yu clan are often the embryos of the Holy Saint. At our current level, we are simply out of reach."

"This great immortal is still too weak."

Goose Immortal did not sigh, but said passionately:

"Baojianfeng comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold!"

"Accumulate small steps to reach a thousand miles, accumulate small streams to reach the rivers and seas!"

"I want to appreciate the scenery along the way, lay a solid foundation, and then aim for the top!"

"Tear!!"

A group of ghosts with crooked necks flew away, but the Goose Fairy ignored them and continued to charge forward.

Lord Yehan, who was following behind, stood on the shoulders of the giant shield golem, trying his best to gain insight into the overall situation and beware of potential dangers.

"Great Immortal, two thousand meters to the right, an evil ghost in the shape of a bow and arrow is targeting you. Pay attention to defense!"

"Hua Zhu, blast away the "wall ghosts" in front of you, don't let them form an encirclement! "

"Guagua, mirror cast, target talisman frog, all use cold curse to weaken the ghost soldiers and generals on the flanks!"

……

Ye Hanjun did not participate in the battle and played the role of commander with all his heart.

Under his leadership, the rushing team was like a sharp sword, sprinting towards the top of the mountain.

"Huh? Lord Yehan?!"

Walking to the mountainside, five kilometers away on the left, there was a slutty man in white clothes, who suddenly turned his head.

He was handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance. He held a folding paper fan under his slender figure. As he was talking and laughing, the dead souls around him swept over him. He raised his sword eyebrows and the blood-red head in front of him sprayed out a mouthful of poisonous blood mist. The dead souls had no time to struggle. , annihilated and perished in patches.

"Ye Aobai?"

Almost at the same time, Ye Hanjun also discovered traces of this person.

But he remained calm, just looked at each other from afar, withdrew his gaze, and continued to focus on his own battle.

"Is there... another competitor?"

Ye Aobai murmured and closed the folding fan in his hand.

There is also a white head that speaks of a hundred-meter-high stone bridge.

Ye Aobai made no move to move his legs. As the stone bridge extended upward, the distance between him and the top of the mountain became closer and closer.

"Big Tadpole, his contracted spirit is so cute and cute."

"The red ones look like big fresh tomatoes, the white ones look like deformed stones, and the black ones look like rotten watermelons. Each one is very special."

On the star battle stage, Guagua had also seen these three strange creatures.

Now that I saw it again, I couldn't help but take another look.

"Because he is an A-level "Skull Messenger." "

Ye Hanjun touched Guagua's head and said, "Such a combination can maximize the advantages of authority."

"Ouch-ho-ka!"

On the mountains on the right, dust suddenly flew up, and it was suspected that a large-scale beast was attacking collectively.

The Goose Immortal smashed a "big insect ghost" with one wing, suddenly looked at it, and his pupils shrank.

At the end of the line of sight, hundreds of beasts were arranged in a compact formation, shaped like a human figure, with a narrow tip and a wide end, charging forward bravely and fearlessly.

"This is... a "herd"? "

Lord Ye Han, who was waiting for him, slowly regained his hostility.

He saw clearly that these beasts were not flesh and blood, but some kind of weird energy body.

Although they ran wildly, their voices were loud and their momentum was astonishing.

But he had seen this scene before, so he wouldn't be confused.

Dharma-like heaven and earth—a herd of beasts!
This is an accompanying phenomenon of the B-level power "Warcraft Knight". Only the first few warcraft are flesh and blood entities, and the rest are superimposed forces, which have the effect of assisting and strengthening the charge.

Of course, a normal Warcraft knight can summon at most a dozen Warcraft incarnations, and does not have such exaggerated abilities.

At this time, there are more than hundreds of them, with A-level super-grade authority, and the identity of the holder is self-evident. "Boom! Boom!!"

Evil spirits kept coming forward to interfere, but the charging beasts were overwhelming, crushing them again and again.

"Jun Han, are you coming together?"

The herd of beasts was getting closer and closer. When they approached, they didn't charge straight forward. Instead, they turned in an arc and broke through vertically.

The visitor is of course Ye Mo. Her long hair reaches her shoulders, and the ends are dyed with flower juice, forming a gradient of black and purple.

In the fighting state, she did not have the delicate appearance of the past. She was wearing a standard knight's armor and looked like a brave and capable female general.

"I will initiate the charge, and you can follow me even faster."

"Some people have already reached the top of the mountain. We can't fall behind and give up this opportunity."

"Thank you." Mr. Ye Han didn't waste any words. With such a level of cooperation, there is no need to have any worries.

He put away the giant shield golem. This guy was too big. Although he had excellent defense, he could easily become a target for evil spirits to focus their fire.

As a result, the Goose Immortal was temporarily put away. Ye Hanjun held Guagua in one hand and put the other hand on Hua Zhu's shoulder. Hurricane rushed in, closely following the charge of the herd.

"There will be no less than ten clan members entering this place."

"I suspect that the Holy Bloodline on the top of the mountain either has a particularly outstanding bloodline, or there are different numbers, and multiple ones have been unlocked at the same time. Otherwise, there is no reason to let so many clan members in."

Yemo maintains the active power of "Run", and her own will is harmonious with the contracted monsters under her, and at the same time, she informs her of the information she has already mastered:

"I just found Ye Haining's body."

"On the way to the mountain, he seemed to have been pierced through the heart by an evil ghost with the ability to assassinate him. Because he failed to rescue him, his soul was divided up by the ghosts, and his death was particularly miserable."

"Yeah……"

Ye Hanjun's magatama eyes flickered slightly. He seemed cold and ruthless on the surface, but there was a ripple in his heart.

If Ye Haining's memory is correct, he and Ye Rusong are both at a very old age, and they only go to the tomb to survive in desperate situations.

This is the first clan member Ye Han has heard of who died in a tomb. Such an aggrieved death is somewhat pitiful.

"boom!!"

The wind and cloud palm was shot out to repel the ghosts on the flanks.

Lord Ye Han was no longer distracted and used his wingmen to assist Ye Mo's advance.

On the other side, Ye Aobai's position was originally slightly higher than him, but under the violent conflict, the level gradually became equal.

"Little tricks."

Ye Aobai unfolded his folding fan and smiled.

I saw the black rotten head opening its smelly mouth and sucking wildly, sucking in all the flying dead souls.

In an instant, the ghosts around Ye Aobai were briefly cleared. His ascent speed accelerated again, chasing Ye Mo and Ye Hanjun on his own with the cooperation of two people.

"My rank is not as good as his, otherwise with my charging ability, no one except the Young Emperor can compare with me in charging." Ye Mo said softly.

There was no secret contest in her tone, she was just telling the truth, measuring the gap between the two.

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Ye Han didn't take it seriously. "I hope you retain some physical strength and don't climb to the top all at once, only to find that your condition has declined and your chances of competition have been greatly reduced."

"I have obtained five stamina fruits, which can ensure that I can maintain my peak combat power after reaching the top."

Ye Mo responded in a deep voice:
"But Ye Aobai is a senior young king. Nowadays, all the contracted spirits are the great achievements of heaven and earth. My configuration of two small ones and one virtual guide is far inferior to his."

"Let's go up and check the situation first."

Ye Hanjun shook his head, "Whether he will be an obstacle is still unknown."

"it is good!"

Ye Mo's momentum was like a rainbow, and the "Elephant-Swallowing Demonic Dog" beneath him seemed to be injected with stimulants, and its running speed increased slightly.

"call!"

At least five hours of sprinting without any breaks.

Hua Zhu was always refining the scales of the storm demon snake while flying, trying his best to ensure that the wind element stored in his body could properly cope with the coming danger.

Finally, the majestic and ancient breath hit the nostrils, and with the last heavy step of the elephant-eating demon dog, the entire charging team jumped onto the cliff and truly stepped on the ground.

"Shuashuashua——"

More than a dozen unexplained glances came towards him, and Ye Hanjun's heart skipped a beat, and his limbs became stiff and paralyzed for a moment, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Oops, he's here, and all of us will be reduced to supporting roles!"

Ye Mo took a breath, and immediately took out the stamina fruit and put it into the mouth of the Elephant Demon Dog.

She even suddenly threw one back. Because the landing point was too precise, Hua Zhu stretched out her hand, and the fruit gently fell into her palm.

"Eat it."

"If a melee breaks out later, I hope we are on the same camp and not each other's enemies."

Ye Mo didn't look back, and the voice from the dark was like thunder.

Ye Hanjun nodded lightly, Hua Zhu no longer hesitated, and used the whirlwind to deliver the fruit. The fist-sized fruit was instantly refined into wind element, further filling her slightly deficient witch body.

"You seem to be afraid of me?"

The source of everyone's fear was a man in black robes who looked up. In his completely empty eyes, the color of destruction was like a rushing flood. If he swayed casually, the airflow around him would be turned upside down.

Ye Hanjun looked deeply at this person and remained silent.

The rest of the people were like this, scattered on the edge, subconsciously making defensive or escaping movements.

"Don't worry, I just want to see if there is a holy demon species suitable for me here."

"If so, it just so happens that I am also preparing for the seventh-level blank mark, which will satisfy my wish."

"If not, but the quality of the Holy Heritage is too high, you can't get it."

"I will do my best to suppress it, and then bring it back to the clan, where it will be raised and trained by the saints of the clan. One day in the future, he may become the guardian saint of our clan..."

Ye Mochou stood calmly, his voice was hoarse, like an evil ghost speaking.

When he was speaking, even the most ferocious Contracted Spirit had to calm down and wait patiently for him to finish.

"In other words, if the Holy Heritage here does not meet my brother's needs, and we have the ability to fight for it."

"Brother will only watch from the perspective of a bystander and will not get involved?"

Three hundred meters apart, there was a whisper as faint as a mosquito. It was impossible to catch it if you didn't listen carefully.

Lord Ye Han followed the reputation and found that the person who spoke was named Ye Yunruo. He was a very famous young king in modern times.

At the Tianjiang Mansion banquet, her status was second to Ye Qiyu, and only senior young kings such as Ye Buqun and Ye Lingwu could compete with her.

"I am true to my word, and I don't like to repeat it a second time." Ye Mochou replied calmly.

There was no contracted spirit beside him, just the open pair of demonic eyes of destruction. The creatures present were like thorns on their backs, and they felt as if they were carrying a mountain, and their hearts were particularly depressed.

"Hahaha, if that's the case, I'm going to give it a try!"

A rough man with bronzed muscles scratched his weed-like chest hair and suddenly laughed:

"When I enter the tomb, I occasionally gain something, but I still haven't found anything I really like!"

"If I can conquer the Holy Saint's heritage here, I hope to become the fourth contracted spirit in the future. I won't give in. The one with the strongest fist will win!"

"Really?" Ye Aobai, who arrived a little earlier, gently shook the paper fan and said casually:

"If Brother Mochou doesn't participate in the competition, I will decide the opportunity here."

"Hahaha, I don't like to argue with words, I like to talk with my arms!"

Ye Buqun waved his fist and forcefully took out a blood chain from his intestines.

The bright red blood was dripping down, and his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not in any pain, but the manic evil spirit all over his body was so strong that it was suffocating.

"Ta...ta...ta..."

Ye Yaya, who was the closest, was forced to take a few steps back and distance himself again.

His face turned a little pale, and he began to seriously think about whether it was necessary to continue after he had gone through all the trouble to climb to the top.

Young King... too many!

In the two years under the leadership of Ye Nishang, there have been life and death battles again and again. There is too much evidence to show that the three senior young kings, Ye Buqun, Ye Lingwu, and Ye Aobai, have extremely outstanding combat capabilities. Single-handedly, everyone has their own abilities. The ability to kill the perfection of heaven and earth at will.

Others... Lord Ye Han is also here.

This young king is at the cusp of the storm. He disappeared for two years and reappeared, but he was able to survive the fatal artillery. Who knows how many trump cards he has in his hand.

"I quit and will not participate in the competition!"

With his thoughts spinning, Ye Yaya took a deep breath and decisively stated his position.

He is not even a young king. He can reach the top only by relying on his power and opportunism.

"You are very self-aware. I admire you."

Ye Aobai smiled carelessly, and his unabashedly provocative gaze passed over Ye Buqun and Ye Yunruo one by one, and finally stayed on Lord Ye Han's face for a few seconds longer.

"Why don't you warm up first? My hands are itchy."

"I can see that you are indeed bored."

Ye Hanjun rolled his eyelids and was too lazy to respond. His finger suddenly pointed to the center.

At that time, several cracks filled the ground on the top of the mountain, and there were three circular altars like creeping towers, slowly growing out of the depths of the earth. (End of chapter)