The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 941 - 372: SS Class, Ten Hall Yama_3

"Passive Ability... King Yan’s appointed fate."

Ye Hanjun smiled faintly, contentedly saying,

"Each hall’s King Yan is equivalent to one life."

"Not only have I become difficult to kill, even if you kill one, there’s another... unless you kill me eleven times in a row, you can obliterate my body and spirit completely."

"Otherwise, as long as one survives, the dead King Yans can gradually resurrect. After replenishing the ten lives, you’d need to kill me another eleven times..."

"A nine-tailed fox has nine lives, a nine-tailed cat demon also has nine lives, a big tadpole has eleven!"

GuaGua, counting on his fingers, said excitedly,

"Worthy of an SS-rank Authority, with such life-saving ability, we can really let loose!"

"Right, right, what about the Active Ability? If the passive is this powerful, the active must be even more exaggerated, right?!"

Ye Hanjun smiled, and pointed at GuaGua:

"Active Ability, confer King Yan."

Instantly, a King Yan cap appeared on GuaGua’s head, and a black and red cloak appeared behind him, his quirky little troublemaker image instantly turning into a little devil of chaos.

"After conferring, you and I are one, able to move freely through Hell unaffected."

"At that time, you will be connected to the Flesh Furnace and Soul Spring, any injuries during battle will be repaired immediately."

"This is so much fun!"

GuaGua hopped and jumped, quickly rushing into Slaughter Hell.

Sure enough, no matter how he tumbled between the blades, the broken blades couldn’t hurt him, they were as if non-existent, utterly ineffective.

"How many can be conferred? If only one or two King Yans can be conferred, Little Black Hat and their movements will be restricted!"

"Naturally, it’s a conferment to all members, as long as they are Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits..."

Ye Hanjun thought, and while he was speaking, he pointed at Sword Thunder Child.

The conferment surprisingly failed, the power of King Yan unable to affect Sword Thunder Child, it seems one of the special characteristics of the Heavenly Gifted Mark is its severance from Abilities.

It cannot be additionally strengthened nor healed; it remains as it is, a system unto itself, impervious to external forces.

"Little Swordy doesn’t work..."

"But it doesn’t matter, Little Black Hat, Little Meili, Big Iron Goose, Old Jue, as long as everyone can fight together, it’s fine!"

GuaGua didn’t ask for more, thoroughly satisfied.

But as an SS-rank Authority, an Ability so close to Crown Rank, how could it be so simple?

"Active Ability... Avici Hell."

Ye Hanjun barely parted his lips, and at the center surrounded by ten hells, a void cracked, revealing another hell.

There was nothing inside at all, the multifarious killing powers of the ten hells hadn’t inherited even a bit.

But this is the deepest level of all hells, timeless, spaceless, pain without intermission, once trapped here, there is a "not to transcend" limitation.

"Is this a Sealing Skill?"

Goose Immortal stared wide-eyed, guessing instinctively.

Ye Hanjun nodded, while exploring the Ability, he replied:

"Nether Fond Spirit, Spirit Fond Spirits, as long as their rank isn’t too much higher than mine, seeing me, their rank automatically drops by one level—at least."

"If they pass through Avici Hell, I won’t need the help of Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits. Whether it’s a battle in Shining World Void Extraction or just Shining World Small Achievement in hell or nether, if they carelessly fall in, they won’t think of coming out, making crossing great ranks in hunting not so difficult."

"Demon."

Goose Immortal clicked his tongue in amazement,

"No wonder Aegifura’s face changed. As the most authentic Demon of Hell right now, probably only she can fully feel how terrifying the suppression originating from your side is."

"Hmph."

Aegifura turned her head away, her elegant crossed legs still poised:

"What do I have to fear? If I die, this boy will suffer too."

Ye Hanjun smiled wryly, his thoughts shifting as he continued to explore the transformations of the Ten Hells.

At that moment, a chill pierced his heart, and Goose Immortal, Aegifura, Huazhu, and everyone else turned pale with shock.

"Crash..."

The dense ranks of Ghost Soldiers and Demon Generals appeared behind an illusory gray stone gate.

The gate had been opened, and gray silhouettes writhed into shape, then joined the ranks of the undead demons, gnashing their teeth and shrieking fiercely.

"The previous ’Netherworld,’ had three transformations in total."

"The first is the Ghost Sword Demon Generals, the second is Twilight Descends, and the third is the Cycle of Life and Death."

"Especially the third transformation, which could not be triggered in the Asura’s Tomb because only the souls slain by recent hands that have thoroughly died could be recorded. When needed, they could be summoned as part of the Ghost Sword Demon Generals, reenacting a part of the high points of the spirits’ lives..."

Ye Hanjun was surprised, and as he murmured, he confirmed that following ’Super Spirituality,’ the ’Death Challenge’ of the Pioneer Sect Leader merged strangely with the ’Cycle of Life and Death’ of the Ten Hall Yama, which might be called ’Reincarnation’s Shadow.’

This transformation affected not only him but also radiated to the missionaries and their followers.

Most of the combat incarnations crawling out of the gate were from the Heaven and Earth Stage or the Unlimited Foetus.

Many among them were not slain by Ye Hanjun.

The creatures hunted by the missionaries and their followers seemed to also have a certain chance of being recorded by the Gate of Life and Death, eventually serving as training material, shared among all.

They were supposed to be confined within the Gate of Life and Death, and couldn’t normally be summoned.

But now, using the Law-Figure-World of Ten Hall Yama as a breakthrough, a small group managed to escape, becoming shadow-like combat puppets that could be directed by Ye Hanjun?

"Hee hee hee..."

An irritating cackle, both distant and close.

A gray shadow slowly stepped out of the stone gate, its slender figure and exaggerated makeup bearing a striking resemblance to the Jester Emperor.

Ye Hanjun got goosebumps.

How could this persistent soul, already dead, with part of its divinity absorbed by Mo, now become a combat incarnation stationed at the Gate of Life and Death?

But that wasn’t right. The aggregation of combat incarnations had regularities and probabilities; normally, enemies killed out of their level couldn’t be recorded. How could the Jester Emperor’s incarnation appear in the world inside the gate?

"Hee hee hee..."

The gray Jester Emperor slowly advanced, all combat incarnations and even the Ghost Sword Demon Generals clearing a path for him.

Not until then did Ye Hanjun see clearly that there were gray chains wrapped around him, which were draining the colors that once vibrated across his spectrum.

"The Demon God is whipped again?"

Goose Immortal couldn’t help but mutter:

"This guy seems to lack divinity, nor does he have the aura of a Holy Beast, at most, he’s from the Shining World Fetus."

"What’s the use? A heavyweight among the Ghost Sword Demon Generals? Like a commander, mainly for deterrence?

"Or could this be a collector’s frenzy? For every big guy we kill from now on, let them line up nicely, not needing to reenact divine power, but serving as a merit, proving our brilliant victories all the while?"