The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 988 - 388: The Sharpness of Ash_2

They were indeed Saints...

Standing at the rank 9, they should have looked down on those below with the stance of a superior...

Why, with just a crossing of glances, were they the ones at a disadvantage? How could this be possible!

"Your knowledge is unmatched, but Mang Hao’s Ability suits me better."

"Had you not appeared, I might have made a Contract with him by now."

Corpse Dragon Lady Shi Ju, nonchalantly interrupting, stated matter-of-factly:

"If you can prove your advantage and make me change my mind to choose you, why not?"

"So, what does Prince Mang Hao think?"

Ye Hanjun smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze from Guan Cunyan, and once again met the gaze of the person approaching, saying calmly:

"Since our ranks are equal, a battle to determine superiority would be most persuasive, wouldn’t it?"

"That’s exactly what I intend."

Mang Hao bowed, then suddenly removed the Corpse Sealing Coffin from behind him and slammed it heavily on the ground.

"BOOM!!"

The coffin lid opened, and a cicada the size of a human palm lay peacefully and tranquilly at the bottom.

It had a gray-white carapace, with three pairs of membranous wings on its back, and its prominent compound eyes shimmered with a dead gray luster, devoid of any sign of life.

But when Mang Hao dropped a drop of lamp oil on the cicada.

It suddenly fluttered its wings, the sound of large drums reverberating nonstop in the ears.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

The cicada took flight, its compound eyes still lifeless, saying it was a corpse would not be an exaggeration.

But this was a "Nine Deaths Cicada," a type of incredibly rare and powerful Insect Fond Spirit.

It cultivated the Samsara Tao, Reincarnation Tao, Death Tao, and the Dao of the Body.

With each rank, as long as it achieved Perfection, it would unhesitatingly embrace death.

Owing to its miraculous lineage, upon dying, the Nine Deaths Cicada retained its lingering spirit and its body remained undeceased, its combat ability explosively increased.

It would rush the next rank in a state of death and, upon successfully ascending, would immediately resurrect.

Legend had it that if the Nine Deaths Cicada could die and resurrect nine times, it might attain Divine Enthronement, its potential inevitably top-notch in the world.

"BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ—"

"DRIP DROP—DRIP DROP—"

The Corpse Sealing Coffin released a beam of corpse light, enveloping the Nine Deaths Cicada, bestowing upon it a mysterious blessing.

The Corpse Oil Lamp continued to drip corpse oil, causing the carcass of the Nine Deaths Cicada to ignite corpse fire, its intrinsic aura of death swelled several times as if a primordial fierce beast was awakening from its ancient slumber, facing humanity and opening its giant bloody maw.

"SWOOSH!!!"

Mang Hao grasped the Nine Deaths Cicada with all ten fingers, his own flesh, which was quite abundant before, suddenly showed wrinkles as if aging a thousand years in an instant.

But the Nine Deaths Cicada suddenly grew large, swelling from the size of a human palm to a hundred meters, its thin wings shaded the sun, and its ferocious insect limbs sharp as spears, with a pair of forelimbs like broadswords, casually slicing through the air to produce the sound of sonic booms.

The SS-Rank "Corpse Ritual," from maintenance to enhancing of corpse remains, its Ability very focused!

This is an Active Ability called "Giant Corpse Transformation," wherein Mang Hao sacrifices part of his energy to greatly enhance all attributes of the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits.

At the same time, Mang Hao also activated "Covenant of the Corpse," ensuring that as long as the Nine Deaths Cicada did not face defeat, his physical body would at most be severely injured, but never at risk of dying.

"It’s starting, it’s starting! The battle between holders of SS-Rank Authority! Finally, we can witness Prince Mang Hao’s splendor!"

Shu Jie, Yishuo, Nie Qiubai... a group of people, to ensure that the battle proceeded smoothly, all forcefully recalled their large Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits.

And the hidden Holy Corpse also jointly cast a barrier-like spell, sealing Mang Hao and the Dolomite in directly to prevent damage to those displayed coffins in the appraisal hall.

"It’s not what I intended, but regrettably, due to the restraint relationship based on Authority, between you and me, there will always be an insurmountable chasm."

Ye Hanjun removed the black brim of his hat, his appearance suddenly altered.

His attire transformed into black and red, images symbolizing wickedness and horror emerged all over his body, finally crisscrossing like blood vessels.

Near his belly button, a deep black vortex devoured hearts, seemingly harboring an entire Abyss, even a slight peek could potentially lead to a loss of one’s sanity.

His lower body was adorned with trousers neither gold nor jade, surrounded by blossoms of fresh blood.

Dark Element vines grew wildly, in an instant surrounding him covering the ground, the captivating Dark Element turned into unrelenting locusts, ravaging everything within the vicinity.

"BOOM!!!"

In just an instant, Ye Hanjun’s height seemed unchanged, yet reflected in everyone’s eyes, he seemed to rise thousands of meters, becoming an unshakable giant.

He resembled a god of slaughter climbing out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his hands clearly devoid of blades, his palms free of blood, yet the aura of death was more intense than corpses, icy as frost, intending to freeze the great hall.

At his side, ten spatial vortices tore apart, corresponding to ten Hells, at times thunder flashed and lightning struck, at times wind and Fire ruled the heavens, at times icy cold, at times blades indiscriminately inserted... the murderous aura boiled fiercely, souls of the dead shrieked sharply around the ears, the terrifying scene of trembling beings unrestrainedly laid bare before everyone.

Guan Cunyan—his legs went weak, almost kneeling down.

Ling Yu’s face suddenly changed, driven by instinct, she pulled the stunned Ling Shi and retreated.

Only when she had confirmed a clear escape route, did she stop, turning her gaze back to the scene.

At this moment, her eyes showed no calmness, her twitching eyes revealing the turmoil inside her.

"Such might... surely also SS-Rank Authority..."

"I felt darkness, slaughter, destruction, fear, sin, the Netherworld, death... such a dark Authority, this person is definitely Mang Hao’s ultimate foe, a slight mistake may lead to a fatal burial!!"