The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 892 - 356: Descent of the Deity, Light Witch God! _2

But this was futile; no matter how the clouds swept across, the beams of light remained undiminished, warm as ever.

"Great Witch Guangqing!"

The previously glowering Wu Guanglin and Wu Guangjing suddenly broke through their gloom and despair, their faces lighting up with joy in an instant.

They widened their eyes, staring at the figure that materialized from nothing and ultimately succeeded in condensing flesh and blood—a witch’s body—utter disbelief on their faces.

"Witch Yundie, your methods are indeed impressive,"

"Had you not actively lifted the seal, I wouldn’t have known that you too had reached this realm."

Wu Guangqing opened her eyes, the golden discs within them slowly rotating, radiating a gold luster more dazzling than the sun itself, recklessly scattering the surrounding mist.

Witch Yundie’s expression suddenly darkened, and a dense expanse of cloud-like, suffocating poison gas that wouldn’t let a sliver of breeze through continuously converged around her:

"You... You’re not dead?"

"To your disappointment."

Wu Guangqing lifted her eyelids slightly, her long lashes tinged with an unfathomable calm, as she said in a cool tone:

"I indeed cannot withstand Chonglong’s most powerful strike."

"But I carry the Witch Ancestors’ treasure. As long as my soul is preserved, my lost flesh and blood can be reshaped once again."

"I didn’t expect that during the reshaping process, I would hear such interesting conversations—a gain unforeseen."

"Heh heh..."

Witch Yundie gave a mocking laugh, her gaze sweeping up and down as her lips curled upwards:

"Although resurrected, at this moment, you seem to have not even reached the standard combat power of Supreme Holy Completion."

"I won’t give you time to recover further; rest well, for the divinity of the Blood Sorcerer Clan—can only belong to me."

"Swish—Whoosh—Ula—"

Sheets of hemisphere-shaped clouds spread out over Witch Yundie.

Her witch’s body rapidly grew larger; once it was fully enlarged, the staff in her hands resembled a world-splitting white cloud spear.

She grasped the spear with both hands, her face set in absolute coldness, slowly yet precisely aiming at Wu Guangqing’s chest.

"Boom!!"

The brilliant golden light surrounding her finally met its demise.

Wu Guangqing’s already pale face lost the last trace of blood.

Oddly, though, she did not make any defensive moves, nor did she use any skills.

Being in an inferior position was clearly hers, yet Wu Guangqing held her head high with pride, as if the whole world ought to be beneath her feet.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if my death triggers the passive activation of the Witch Ancestors’ treasure?"

Wu Guangqing gently, ever so gently posed a question.

Witch Yundie, holding the higher ground, inexplicably paled.

But her grip on the white cloud spear did not slow, in fact, it pierced faster than before.

"Whoosh—"

A second golden light beamed down from heaven, tearing open a rift in the void, and a sun burst forth from it.

The Ghost Lamp Abyss has always been a sacred place for Dark Creatures; never before had such glaring light unrestrainedly bloomed between heaven and earth.

But there it was, each ray like the footsteps of angels, turning dry soil moist, covering barren hills with greenery, reviving all things with burgeoning vitality, bestowing untold blessings upon the world.

"God of Light... God of Light..."

On the horizon, the invaders bathed in blood knelt on the ground, bowing in reverence.

And their prey, the original inhabitants of the Ghost Lamp Abyss, if possessed of Dark Element, all let out heart-wrenching screams, dissolving flesh and blood within rising wisps of blue smoke.

"A divine arrival! This is a divine arrival!"

"Another invincible Fetus of God Sealing has crossed the great domains, descending in true form!"

"The Ye Clan is doomed, the formidable compete for spoils, divvying up the treasure trove of one Abyss—what reason is there for their existence to persist?"

"Brothers, quick, slay swiftly! Don’t fall behind!"

"We can’t go to Without-Sun City or the Blood Witch Ancestral Land, but what of other places—are they not ours for the taking?"

When the magnificent and mythical beam of light stretched a thousand miles, just slightly away from where the physical bodies were illuminated.

The prostrated invaders hopped to their feet, their fervor even greater as they waved claws and wings, lunging towards the unknown Devil soil.

...

Ghost Lamp Abyss, Blood Witch Ancestral Land.

Darkness was utterly shattered, and as far as the eye could see, whether above in the nine heavens or below in Nine Netherworld, the holy light was indelible.

A vast sun, towering mightily, stood as if a jade pillar held up the sky, disregarding the Four Seas, in supreme solitary pride.

The invaders scattered across the Blood Witch Ancestral Land, even just touched by a beam of light, had their desire to fight extinguished, and they couldn’t help but show panic, trembling as they lay prone on the ground.

"Swish—"

Dense lines of blood shot out explosively from the ancestral land.

Wu Xuelu, lying in a pool of blood, the gasping Wu Xuebi, Wu Xuewan, Wu Xueshi... as well as Ye Hanjun and his Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, along with Bertnar, the Chimera cub, Ye Liuying...

All beings belonging to the Blood Witch camp, those who carried the belief in defense, were forcibly swept away, with not a single one left behind.

Ye Hanjun looked around and felt the oppressive aura on his soul suddenly loosen, regaining the ability to move his body and breathe normally.

Ye Liuying, Bertnar, and others were all beside him, appearing, as if seeking collective refuge, on a small path blooming with blood flowers.

"This is the path leading to the ancestral tomb... at the end lies the remains of the Witch Ancestors..."

The aged Wu Xuebi, as if deprived of all strength, suddenly collapsed to the ground, retching violently.

She didn’t vomit anything, but her exaggerated actions and gestures seemed as if she were trying to turn her insides out.

"The Light Witch God... has he really come in person..."