The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1324 - 503: The Lament of the Witch Maiden_2

Ye Hanjun decided— to commence the hunt!

There’s still a Primordial Spirit active in the world, which is the wing of the Heavenly Punishment Sovereign, and if it could be conveniently eliminated, it would count as resolving a potential threat.

Moreover, Ye Hanjun has never forgotten the Ancient Evil God Sarus.

This was an assistant to His Father God’s quest for divine ascension, His Father God paid a grievous price, and owed no debt.

His existence is like a time bomb.

Even with Bai E lurking by his side, Ye Hanjun didn’t believe that continuing to allow Sarus to operate was the right thing to do for the Ming Lamp Night Clan, or for all heavens and ten thousand races.

Of course, there was also the Doomsday Cube.

This Calamity God that had emerged from the Ancient Era perfectly matched the common perception of the Three Evils.

The slaughter and destruction He created had already ravaged several major worlds.

If He could be found and killed, maybe the Heavenly Dao would bestow blessings, and the sleeping Bai E and Mo might awaken earlier, the potential benefits were immensely substantial.

However— after going round in circles, until the 4600th year of the Second Epoch of the New Era.

Ye Hanjun had yet to find traces of the three, and amidst a series of mishaps, revisited a familiar place.

This was a sky, where brilliant white clouds could be seen everywhere, the pure and translucent colors unwittingly intoxicate the mind.

"The Cloud Sea, huh, this place again..."

"Last time I came here, I was cautious; this time I fear nothing, quite a different mindset..."

GuaGua perched on his shoulder, cocked its head, looking for a while, waiting for the Big Tadpole to decide.

"To prevent more of our people from suffering, to wash away our past hatred... Light Witch, Cloud Witch, there is no need for your existence."

Ye Hanjun slowly lifted his head, his black pupils clearly reflecting the sky full of white clouds, but the murderous intent leaking out was as sharp as the tip of a knife.

"Huazhu, Goose Immortal, how about you two lead the battle?"

"Heh, couldn’t ask for more!"

The Goose Immortal, who had been fretting about not having scars on its wings, grinned and suddenly flapped its wings, diving toward the deepest part of the Cloud Sea.

"Shua!"

Huazhu advanced on the hurricane, moving even faster, like another divine weapon unsheathed that must draw blood.

"Boom boom boom!!"

Ye Hanjun carried the Cross Thunder Sword on his back, with thunder shaking mountains and startling the world, purple-gold lightning sweeping across with imposing vigor.

His true form was hidden in the Mysterious Mist, indistinctly seen, that mysterious yet powerful force terrified every cloud to the core.

"Is that... the legendary Thunder God?"

"Isn’t He the Guardian Divine of the Grey Sun God Church? How could He suddenly appear in the Cloud Sea?!"

The Cloud Sea’s clouds act as soil in other worlds, supporting structures and nurturing beings, multi-functional.

At this moment, whether it was palaces with carved beams and painted rafters or plain villages, people looked up with faces of horror and eyes full of panic.

The Cross Thunder Sword— nearly cleaving the Cloud Sea asunder!

How could such a visually striking divide not shake them profoundly?!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Ye Hanjun’s flying speed was not fast, trailing far behind Goose Immortal and Huazhu, merely intimidating, without striking.

Taking the lead, Huazhu was the first to spot a "Witch God Sub-Temple" belonging to the Cloud Witch Goddess.

Without hesitation, she raised her right arm, palm upright, Elemental Fireworks firing off like bullets, mindlessly raining down.

"Ta ta ta! Ta ta ta! Bang! Pop!"

Flames, water columns, Golden Needles, gusts, sand, lightning, frost fog...

From a side view, were the ascending fireworks round or flattened?

GuaGua’s answer was, a kaleidoscope of colors, beautiful and diversified!

"Bang!!"

With an explosion, the protective Formation pattern on the surface of the palace quickly dimmed.

The mirthful Goose Immortal, in a sudden swoop downward, cleaved through the eaves with one wing like entering uninhabited territory, savage and insane.

"You dare destroy our clan’s temple, seeking to provoke conflict between our two clans?!"

A Supreme Sacred Great Achievement Cloud Witch Goddess, wielding a White Cloud Shield, exclaimed with a façade of bravery:

"Our Cloud Witch Clan ascended to the Near Ancient; although the Witch God is dead, precious treasures remain!"

"As the Guardian True God of the Grey Sun Divine Church, you have gained great fame in recent years. Why have you come uninvited?!"

"Uninvited?"

Ye Hanjun mulled over the word, his pupils hidden within the Mysterious Mist motionless as an ancient well, without a single flicker:

"The Cloud Witch Goddess Yundie, she was your hope, wasn’t she?"

"Her ambition is not to be underestimated. A mere demigod daring to snatch meat from the mouth of the Guangwu Clan, if it weren’t for the support of her ancestor, Wu Guangqing might have fallen to her surprise attack."

"What... what are you talking about?!"

The Cloud Witch Goddess’s face changed dramatically, her feigned calmness shattering into pieces.

Suddenly, she turned and split into ten, the ten clusters of white clouds fleeing in ten different directions:

"The Grey Sun Divine Church is connected to the Ming Lamp Night Clan. I will spread this secret to all heavens, and there will surely be Divine Clans forming alliances to strangle you at the earliest convenience!"

"Hahaha, do you think you are worthy?"

Goose Immortal took a sharp breath, eight of the ten clumps of white clouds did not even make a kilometer before being sucked back, and while slaughtering them, it laughed and taunted:

"You only allow yourself to attack other clans but don’t allow them to fight back, what kind of twisted logic is that?"

"Shouldn’t you be grateful, dancing on the edge of the knife, that you can still lord over others under the name of Divine Clan, surviving until the mid-phase of the Second Epoch?"

"Boom!!"

Goose Immortal brutally tore apart the eight clusters of white clouds, then chased down the last two, dealing with them in the same manner.

As it slaughtered the Cloud Witch Goddess, Huazhu had already entered the Temple. Every creature that was worshipping or stationed here was annihilated in the frenzied elemental explosions, with no possibility of survival.

"The Thunder God has manifested, and the Sub-Temple is destroyed. The Cloud Witch Clan and Guangwu Clan will surely be on high alert."

"Huazhu, we need to act fast. If they escape, it will just lead to more trouble."

"Alright!"

Huazhu nodded, accelerating once more.

"Rumble——"

Darkness gives way to light, as the roving planets mark the days.

With Zhe Yu’s essence residing within, Goose Immortal acted alone and directly.

Ye Hanjun followed Huazhu, both cultivating Witchcraft, with her sensing being the strongest.

Whether the Light Witch Goddess or Cloud Witch Goddess, once tainted by that strand of divine fluctuation, death was all that awaited them.

Three months.

Ye Hanjun spent three months in the Cloud Sea, excavating three thousand feet deep.

From the Fan Guang, the faction encompassing Cloud Dual Witches, from Goddesses to vassals, every visible residence and secret workshop was mercilessly destroyed.

Except for the first Cloud Witch who explicitly knew the connection between Grey Sun Divine Church and Ming Lamp Night Clan.

The rest of the Witch Maidens died without understanding when they had offended this resplendent Divine Church, or when they had provoked the newly risen Thunder God, to end their Chapter in such a manner.

"Report! Shocking battle news!"

"The Grey Sun Divine Church has attacked the Cloud Sea, and both old clans of the Cloud Sea have fallen!"

"This is the first and most straightforward battle since the establishment of Grey Sun Country by the Thunder God. Divine Enthronement himself entered the fray with such ruthless means; both Witch Maidens died with resentment. Is this the moral degeneration or the distortion of divinity behind it? Let’s watch as our Scout continues the investigation!"

...

While the tumult and panic were still spreading, Ye Hanjun had already sheathed Sword Thunder Child and left the Cloud Sea.

Perhaps, the two Witch Clans were not thoroughly eradicated.

Heaven knows whether these two clans had any branch groups that did not adhere to their ancestral lands and were dispatched far away.

But it doesn’t matter anymore. The strongest Witch Gods and the most potential Goddesses all died in the Ghost Lamp Abyss, their clans already greatly weakened.

By cutting off the remnants and especially by destroying the ancestral lands, they essentially lost the ability to continue their bloodlines, even if there were survivors, they would be like rats crossing the street, subjected to everyone’s scorn.

The pain that Ming Lamp Night Clan had tasted over the years—it was time for them to experience it, to engrave it in their hearts, and to ultimately perish in helplessness and desolation.

"Big Tadpole, do we go after the Evil Gods and Calamity Gods now?"

"We could also search for the Inferior Earth Emperor. If we kill Him, Little Meili will gain Divinity, and we’ll also feel more at ease!"

"First to the Abyss of the Red Dust, then to the Inferior Earth. It won’t take too long on the way."

Ye Hanjun pondered for a moment, then said slowly:

"The Clown Clan, Clan Yinma, Clan Fenquan, likewise have survivors, much more low-key than the Witch Maidens."

"After half an epoch, I wonder if there are any potential seeds that have come to fruition. Let’s take a look and wipe them all out."