The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 730 - 302: Vampire Prince_3

"Pain..."

"So painful..."

"Too painful..."

The five tentacles twitched spasmodically as Ye Hanjun felt his bodily fluids evaporating.

The scarlet fire serpent was frantically gnawing at his flesh, attempting to devour him from the outside in, completely consuming him.

"Aah..."

"Joy! Unparalleled joy!!"

At that moment, it seemed as if two consciousnesses were fighting for control of the body.

Ye Hanjun could no longer distinguish whether Mo’s twisted psyche had influenced him or if he had been assimilated, already merged into it.

"Let the flames come more fiercely!"

"I want suffering! To taste suffering!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The flames blazed like a berserk beast, like a howling demon.

It was a color deeper than blood, as if it intended to set the entire world ablaze. Those who obstructed it were like motes against a wheel, their ferocious roars sounding like nothing more than the wails of the despairing.

Ye Hanjun’s body—contracted into a ball of flesh.

In the end, even this half-meter sphere vaporized.

The sensation was like all the blood vessels in his brain bursting, with blood violently rushing about, driving him insane, wildly insane.

"Bang!!!"

Ye Hanjun exploded apart.

The wave of deep red heat became even more turbulent, resembling a predator about to harvest its prey, already revealing an excited, fierce grin.

But... for some reason...

In the deepest center of the deep red inferno, following the disappearance of the giant star, it oddly fell into a deeper silence.

A piece of irregular crystalline material floated mid-air, twirling listlessly.

Web-like cracks began to climb, pristine fragments fell one by one, and were then devoured by the fierce fire.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream tore through the world, the flames trembled for a moment, then, as if embarrassed, grew even more violent.

But the owner of the scream, under the wrath of the flames, slowly spread its wings.

It was a White Crow, a three-eyed white crow, each eye blood-red and more lustrous than rubies.

But at that moment, it was no longer the miniature size with a wingspan of one or two meters.

It had grown enormously, like a prehistoric monster that had crawled out of the abyss. Its pale feathers untouched by a single blemish, its pitch-black talons seemed to have the strength to crush hearts at will.

Its wingspan reached one hundred and fifty meters. As it soared into the sky, the wild flames tried to cling to it but briefly, they couldn’t match its speed.

This was Mo’s most powerful skill—Apocalypse!

Only by triggering death and awakening the White Crow inside could this indescribably ultimate skill be unleashed.

"Ah!!!"

The giant crow screamed, and the furious flames ultimately caught up, coalescing into a massive maw that swallowed it whole.

"Puff!"

The glass barrier shook violently as the giant crow broke free from the sea of fire, soaring through the blazing sky.

Chains of fire pursued it relentlessly, some coiling around its legs, others piercing its wings. The insurmountable force of heaven firmly suppressed any possibility of turning the tide.

"It won’t work... Unable to unleash the power of destruction..."

"To the Clock of the Era, it is the sovereign of life and plunder. Mo is like an infant crawling on the ground, not even in the same league..."

Barely maintaining consciousness, Ye Hanjun could no longer control the giant crow in flight.

At that moment, an extremely horrifying sense of frenzy suddenly permeated his soul.

In his mind... a third "consciousness" appeared?

Ye Hanjun couldn’t describe the feeling—it was colder than a chilling wind and more terrifying than gazing into the abyss.

It was a bone-chilling despair, as if he should slit his throat right there and patiently await death’s favor.

"Splash..."

The giant crow, tightly bound by the fire chains, suddenly stopped moving in the final moment before disintegration.

Then—the three-eyed white crow reopened its eyes, its bloody pupils reflecting a power capable of leveling mountains and seas.

Its body swelled madly, expanding to five hundred meters in the blink of an eye, followed by one thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters...

Pale clouds surged into the sky; at this moment, the three-eyed white crow became the sovereign of the space.

It perched at the highest point, overlooking the vast sea of fire. The pupil on its forehead split further, faintly revealing an ancient symbol marking a corner.

"Crack..."

The glass barrier, already corroded by the flames, began to show spreading cracks.

The three-eyed white crow screamed again and suddenly opened its sharp beak.

In an instant, the sea of fire transformed into a dragon ready for slaughter, each flaring into its mouth.

Simultaneously, Ye Hanjun’s heart, wildly throbbing, seemed about to burst as if he had consumed something incredible, feeling an endless swelling throughout his body.

"Yaya... Yaya is full?"

The crisp voice echoed in his soul. Before Ye Hanjun could stir his frozen brain to seriously consider this sudden turn of events, he was forced out of his controlling state.

Relying on some instinct, he forcefully retracted the light beams sweeping across, timely retrieving Goose Immortal, Absolute String, GuaGua, Huazhu.

Then, Ye Hanjun lost consciousness, feeling light and airy, free-falling toward an empty void.

...

Without-Sun City, outer city, city center.

As the last bell chimed, everyone felt relieved, and their tense faces gradually relaxed.

"It looks like it was a close call this time."

"Although a clansman almost perished, we ultimately survived, which is extremely fortunate."

"Ah, blessings are indeed hard to come by. I didn’t relax for a moment, and it seems I only saw two true blessings of light."

The Elders slowly rose from their seated positions.

At that moment, the floating window flowers gently descended, and with the ripples of space, a faint scent of blood spread.

"Hmm?"

Bertnar, holding his head in boredom, saw his sparkling eyes suddenly filled with a crimson hue.

With a slight flicker, he appeared in front of a window flower, bent down, and looked at several pools of blood inside, unable to speak for a long time.

"A calamity that descends without warning, huh..."