The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 898 - 358: The New Ancestor of the Night, Womb Death God_2

"At this opportune moment, whether the Blood Sorcerer Clan or the ancestral land of the Ye Clan, no witch had come to the realm of the False God in the vast Ghost Lamp Abyss to kill the Light Witch God, so having this divinity in hand actually holds no meaning as understood by All heavens and ten thousand races."

"Then how..." The Blood Witch Goddess was even more confused.

"The ruler of the Ye Clan, come forth."

"What you need has been collected, and now it’s your main stage, and only you can quell this calamity that affects the Abyss."

The Blood Witch God turned his head, looking toward his side.

The gold coffin, emitting a golden glow, suddenly hummed with vibrations, and gray mist surged from the seams.

Ye Hanjun smelled the odious stench of decay again, continuously emanating, feeling disgusted from within.

"Bang!"

The golden coffin lid burst open, and a creature, which could not be described as human, stood fully before their eyes.

It, or perhaps he, had four arms and four legs, with two arms long and two short, two legs straight and two lame, its form grotesque, unprecedented.

It only had half its flesh intact, the left half extensively decayed, with exposed rotten flesh where white maggots crawled in and out.

Through the gaps in the flesh, one might occasionally see human-like bones, pale as ghosts, devoid of any signs of life, as if they had died centuries ago.

And its right half, though the flesh was intact, was covered haphazardly with fish scales.

Its arm had misplaced dragon horns, its thigh had crocodile teeth, octopus tentacles, tiger pupils, and bear fur... An eerie mix of organs that made one shudder at the glance, sending a chill to the core and breeding fear.

"Bertnar, I have seen the honorable Clan Leader of the Night Family," spoke the Vampire Prince, still kneeling on one knee, the rite he performed equal to one reserved for the Ye Tianzi.

Ye Hanjun felt as if struck by lightning, at this moment, he nearly lost his half-merged state with Ye Tianzi’s soul, his mind trembling, uncontrollable.

Was this the Clan Leader of the Ye Clan... Ye Shitian?

How could that be? How was this possible?

This creature, neither fully human nor ghost, impossible to rationalize by common sense... was his father?

Ye Hanjun could not believe it, yet Bertnar’s sincerity was beyond doubt.

"Hummmmm—"

The Asura Bow in his hand trembled wildly, and a sudden burst of blood-light illuminated Ye Hanjun’s face, with the youthful visage of Ye Tianzi faintly emerging.

He lost his composure, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, his mouth opening and closing in extreme astonishment:

"What have you done? How did you become like this?!"

"This isn’t a form meant for humans, nor does it belong to the normal Divine Enthronement; have you touched a taboo, entwining your fate with ancient evil?"

"Yes."

The deformed creature issued a human sound with difficulty, slightly bowed, and saluted toward Ye Tianzi.

Then, it extended a twisted arm, gently touching the cluster of gray crystals embedded in its face, seemingly triggered by its touch, the crystal erupted with a torrential gray evil light, turning the whole ancestral tomb eerily terrifying.

"Gua!"

GuaGua on Ye Hanjun’s shoulder, frightened, almost jumped up, its little body trembling uncontrollably.

Mo, clutching his shins, his eyes already bloodshot, nearly burst, instinctively held on tighter, unwilling to let go.

"My ineptitude as a junior, seeking the way to Crown Rank, always clueless."

"Watching the clan decline, the danger of extinction imminent, I was compelled to open the seal of the magic artifact in the golden coffin, making a deal with an unknown Evil God from a distant time and space."

Ye Shitian, engulfed in gray light, stepped slowly toward the jade coffin.

In his gray pupils, the left reflected the faint smile of the Blood Witch God, the right reflected the unyielding stare of the Light Witch God, clear distinction between the two.

"An unknown Evil God... the Divine Enthronement of the evil lineage," muttered Ye Tianzi, his shoulder beginning to spasm:

"Are you so desperate that you are willing to bear any cost, endure the curses of All Heavens, to stand at the pinnacle of the world?"

"Ancestor’s weapon, I had no choice."

Ye Shitian paused his step, under the illumination of the blood light, the surrounding gray glow seemed like shadows cast by demons, an endless solitude, an unceasing ordeal:

"He belongs neither to the Near Ancient nor to the Ancient, the exact time of his birth is untraceable."

"The only thing I know is that his real name is ’Sarus’."

"But I couldn’t find any information; from the Ancient Cosmos to the Dark Ancient Era, it seems like the epochs are completely disconnected, history sealed, truth hidden, perhaps there had been a tremendous godly war, maybe—who knows."

Ye Shitian resumed his steps, slow and determined, walking towards the Blood Witch God and the Light Witch God:

"From him, I obtained a special coronation ceremony."

"Once initiated, no matter how many dimensions it crosses, his will would resurrect from the eternal land of death, turning from death to life, remolding the body of the Evil God."

"Of course, releasing an unknown Evil God will inevitably cause chaos in All Heavens."

"But what of that? As it’s the Second Epoch of the Newborn Era, with All Clans warring, one by one ancient divine beings are reviving."

"Having one more Evil God, countering each other, might not entirely be a bad thing."

"But," said Ye Tianzi, filled with doubt:

"Turning from death to life is not something ordinary divine beings can achieve."

"Providing the law of Crown Rank also exceeds my understanding; the cost you must bear is probably not as simple as you say."

"Ancestor’s weapon, it looks like I can’t keep it hidden from you."

Ye Shitian faced away, only a thousand meters away but seemingly at the other end of hell: