The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 834 - 337: The Ancient Calamity God, Doomsday Cube_2

He didn’t care about these past experiences; he was only concerned with whether Mo could accommodate the Marks, and said sternly:

"Elder, please give it a try."

"Mo and the Chimera whelp are not of equal status, but the vitality between the two is hard to rank in terms of superiority or inferiority."

"It is not afraid of curses either, having devoured even the embryo of evil beasts; no matter how demonic or malicious the Swing Witch may be, a single Mark, in the end, is not the spirit’s Origin."

"Let’s see how it performs."

Ye Tianzi pointed with a finger and quietly observed the changes.

The Witch on the swing suddenly smiled brightly, enveloping herself in a spring breeze, and pounced toward the space where Mo floated.

"Big sister... you’re so ugly!"

Despite its Spirit Wisdom having awakened, Mo, whose aesthetic sense remained poor, responded naively.

The Smile of the Swing Witch did not diminish, but her ethereal body suddenly turned violent, madly burrowing into Mo’s body.

"Hmm, a trace of ferocity remains; indeed, we should not leave it for the Demon Enchantress."

Ye Tianzi smoothed his brow, affirming his judgment.

Then he frowned again, observing Mo’s transformations without blinking.

"Pain... pain... it hurts so much!"

"Big sister... let’s be friends! We can definitely become good friends!"

Mo’s body shivered uncontrollably, convulsing ceaselessly.

To the onlooker, it seemed as though it was eating noodles, slurping them into its mouth non-stop.

About an hour later, the Swing Witch disappeared without a trace.

The cold breath originating from her could not be found, no matter how thoroughly one searched.

"Eh, where did big sister go?"

"Ye Hanjun... I... I’ve eaten my fill again!"

"I’ve barely digested a bit and I’m full again... Little brother, give me another, with one more I might explode, that’s the ultimate pleasure, and I want to feel it once more!"

With its belly distended to a large size, Mo cheered and pounced toward the hem of Ye Tianzi’s trousers.

But as it brushed past, Ye Tianzi turned out to be an apparition as well, his corporeal body of flesh and blood unable to touch it.

"Kid, how about we conduct an experiment?"

"Absorbing a single Spirit Wisdom Mark takes at least ten years, if not indefinitely."

"This freak actually absorbed one in an hour; even if it’s from the Heaven and Earth Stage, no matter how demonically talented, it shouldn’t be this abnormal."

"I think I’ll give it another Mark, to see if it explodes after absorbing it."

"If it does explode, perhaps it will disturb the being inside, the Cataclysmic Crow Master... I shall meet It and see what It really wants."

"Do you have confidence, Elder?" Ye Hanjun asked cautiously:

"The mysterious being known as the Cataclysmic Crow Master has absorbed the cursed power of the destructive fire cannon and the evil beast embryo, seemingly reaping a huge benefit."

"If we rashly awaken It and fail to respond appropriately, wouldn’t we lose more than we gained?"

"Let’s try."

Ye Tianzi said softly, his eyes reflected solemnity, while he slowly but firmly summoned another crystal coffin.

"Crack!"

The crystal coffin opened, and sealed within was an ’Inferior Demon King’.

If the bloodline was intact, the Inferior Demon King would possess a unique ’degenerative’ Skill, causing objects to become brittle as if worn by the years, with all the Spirits within dissipating.

The corresponding Spirit Wisdom Mark of this Law was naturally extraordinary.

Mo had once again become a test subject, watching as the Inferior Demon King approached, but in its unique eye of reversed sides, there was only joy and anticipation, no trace of fear or awe.

"It must be... extremely painful, right?"

"Happiness... happiness is coming... la la la la... another joyful day!"

"Ah—ah ah—"

The black and white halo suspended above Mo’s head stopped spinning abruptly.

The miniature projection of the White Crow inside suddenly opened its three blood-red eyes, glaring fixedly at the Inferior Demon King an inch from Mo’s body.

"Roar..."

The Inferior Demon King, dark to the point only its outline was visible, shuddered as if in a chill.

Its already feeble phantom body suddenly dimmed further and, despite all efforts, could not advance another step.

"Yaya... Yaya..."

"Why stop me... even though it’s very painful... I want it..."

"Ah!!!"

The three-eyed White Crow cried out a second time, and the blissful halo burst open with a bang, creating a gap.

Dimly, Ye Hanjun saw an enormous three-eyed White Crow, with scales upon its face, tombstones standing on its feathers, and a long tail dragging behind; its appearance was loathsome, its aura deadly.

"Huala la~~~"

The blood sea, suppressed to calm as a mirror’s surface, suddenly began churning, one blood wave after another rising high.

In the center of the blood waves, Ye Tianzi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He brought his index and middle fingers together to form a ’sword gesture,’ aimed directly at the top of Mo’s head, with deadly intent filling the heavens and earth.

"My state may be at its limit, but this is my place of slumber."

"If you wish to create trouble here... do not blame me for mercilessness."

"Hiss..."

The three-eyed White Crow coldly watched Ye Tianzi, slowly retreating back into the halo.

Shortly after, the terrifying mists dispersed, the crack on the blissful halo healed, and Mo, with its limbs akimbo, looked bewildered, as if struggling to make sense of things.

"Yaya... Yaya won’t let me eat?"

"Eating too much... it’s not good for the health... it can affect growth?"

"Elder, what’s the verdict?"

Ye Hanjun let out a breath and, without yet Soothing the puzzled Mo, waited patiently for Ye Tianzi’s judgment.

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news, which do you want to hear first?" Ye Tianzi said.

"Elder, let’s not joke anymore."

Ye Hanjun rubbed his brows, "Your complexion is even darker than before; this Cataclysmic Crow Master must indeed be a formidable entity, undoubtedly."