The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 676 - 284: The Young Emperor from 5000 Years Ago_3

"Yes, as you wish!"

The beast woman whose body can’t be seen promptly agreed.

"Given that the Saint has awakened, the young clan members who were sealed off have been stimulated. There is naturally a possibility that they might awaken early."

"I just don’t know from how many years ago they were. Generally, these people would definitely belong to the First Age. Calculated by age, they might be the peers of some Elders and Great Elders nowadays. One is in their prime, while the other is reaching an old age. If I were in this situation, I would definitely have mixed feelings..."

Following the lively discussion, everyone followed Ye Qiyu to the main entrance of the palace.

A flash of rosy clouds revealed the group of people.

They were all dressed in profound black attire, looking as if they had just emerged from hell. Even the dazzling golden threads embroidered on their sleeves couldn’t obstruct the imminent aura of death they exuded.

"I heard...you are the strongest of this generation and also the leader?"

To the right of the person in the lead, a young man with a face full of cross-shaped scars cocked his chin up, his piercing gaze roved around and instantly fixed on Ye Qiyu.

"State your name."

Ye Qiyu spoke faintly, his eyes always focused on the person in the center, showing no interest in speaking with others.

"In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed. I don’t know how many people still remember my name..."

The young man with the crossed scars sighed deeply, a blood-red long sword held in his hand, an endless wave of battle intents spouting wildly:

"Face the sword! Does anyone recognize this sword?!"

Clang, clang, clang - the bloody sword thundered, a torrential blood rain poured down. Everyone bathed in the blood water. Before their clothes were drenched, the steps at the entrance of the palace were already turned a blood-red color, as if connected to a raging blood river.

"Beast Soldier... The Blood Drinking Knife..."

"Three thousand years ago... You’re the 448th son of our king, Sword Master· Ye Xien?"

Ye Hanlian’s pupils contracted as the memories flooded back, he uttered his name.

"Hahaha, there are still people who remember me, hahaha!"

Ye Xien laughed crazily, seeming like a madman from the moment he’d arrived.

"You’re the first one to cause such chaos on my grounds."

Ye Qiyu chuckled lightly. His gaze, which had been lowered, now harbored a sudden frigidity, it was ice blue.

"Roar!!!"

Six eyes opened on his forehead, cheeks, neck, and palms.

The skin of Ye Qiyu exposed to the outside turned black in an instant.

His originally half-finger-long black hair grew crazily. When it finished morphing, it had turned into floor-trailing blood red hair.

At that moment, his two eyes which were originally set in sockets, the pupils turned into a deep blue color, evoking a sense of water bottom illuminated by dark moonlight, an indescribable allure fully manifested on Ye Qiyu.

"Rakshasa Celestial Body... Activate!"

Ye Qiyu extended his left arm, thumb touching the little finger and ring finger, the index and middle finger pointed upwards.

His right hand was clenched in empty space, adopting the posture of holding a sword, positioned at his waist.

A rumbling sound reverberated between the heavens and the earth. The magnificent palace disappeared, and in its place stood a gargantuan entity, as tall as five hundred meters, standing between the heaven and the earth.

It was a horrifying giant statue similar to a Buddha, its body was blood-red. Its eyes were severe and adorned with armor. It was also stretching out its left arm, thumb touching the little finger and ring finger, with the index and middle fingers pointing upwards.

But unlike Ye Qiyu, it was not empty-handed, it held a wide giant sword.

Under the gaze of everyone, the giant Buddha stood in midair with two children on each side. A closed-eye white lion crouching in front of him. When it swept its gaze downwards, everything visible to the naked eye was encompassed, blanketed under its boundless and majestic pressure, dominating everything.

"It appears! Elder Brother Qiyu’s Law-Figure-World - The Rakshasa Celestial Body!"

Ye Xiao, Ye Yu, Ye Yaxin, Ye Donghai, Ye Youxing... An endless number of clansmen standing behind him, unable to move, revealed more fervor on their faces. Looking at Ye Qiyu’s silhouette, they couldn’t help but worship.

"Eight-eyed Rakshasa... The leader of this generation, he has actually awakened such a grotesque Ability?!"

Ye Xien, who had been laughing heartily just moments ago, stopped laughing the moment Ye Qiyu opened his eyes.

The Blood Drinking Knife in his hands was still trembling, but it felt different. It was no longer frenzied or murderous, but full of fear, exceedingly eager to escape from this world.

"Such formidable younger generation..."

Standing in a row amongst the twelve people, except the leader whose appearance was always unclear, expressions of astonishment appeared on the rest.

"Eight-eyed Rakshasa... In the past 120,000 years, no more than five members of the Ye Clan have wielded this Ability..."

"That’s right, although it’s an evil Ability, it also counters the evil, how special."

"It seems like those who had this Ability, have all ascended to the Holy Position, leaving behind undying legends..."

...

In the midst of the short conversation, the atmosphere grew tense nearly to the extreme, with a few barely suppressing groans, and a faint trickle of blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

"Sshhh~~~"

A terrifying aura spread out, a large hole tore open beneath everyone’s feet. A creature, similar to a giant snake or python from the ancient times, let out a sky-shaking roar.

Among the twelve men, the one who had always been in the main position finally raised his head.

His eyes were completely hollow, filled with absolute desolation. As if every creature in the world, in front of him, would disintegrate and ultimately be crushed.

Ye Hanjun inhaled sharply, was forced to retreat backwards. No matter what, he could not meet those eyes directly.

They turned out to be... the Abyss of Destruction and the Destructive Demon Eye!

This was the Law-Figure-World and Ability that an A-level Demon Ruler could exhibit...

S-level - Servant of the Demon King!

He is the Young Emperor of the past five thousand years... Ye Mochou?