The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1308 - 497: The Fetus of God Sealing, Sword-Controlling Thunder God

"Oh God, forgive our sins."

"We are willing to offer the most precious treasures, just wishing for favorable weather and peace in Western Yi Country..."

"We implore the Heavenly Thunder God to withhold His divine powers. We don’t want to die; neither do our children. Western Yi Country can no longer withstand another devastation and blow..."

Inside the largest temple in the royal city, the Gray Sun Temple, a group of elders with graying hair kneel without rising.

Among them, the devout ones press their palms together, their faces serene and calm.

The agitated ones weep uncontrollably, wishing they could slit open their chests to offer their heart’s blood for the divine scrutiny.

"Everyone, please get up."

"The Evil God who invaded Western Yi Country has long been slain by Shenyi, and he still presides here; what external enemies would dare to invade?"

"The Heavenly Thunder, the Contracted Spirit of Shenyi, is about to gain a partner of Divine Enthronement level. If Western Yi Country can enjoy such divine grace, its future blessings will be profound and lifelong."

The senior clergy guarding the temple advised them reasonably and emotively.

Unexpectedly, more and more people who heard the news crowded in. In a short time, not only was the temple overflowing with people, but even outside the temple was a dense sea of humanity.

"Bow to the Gray Sun God, eradicate evil, an immeasurable virtue!"

"Second bow to the Heavenly Thunder God, may His divine way be unimpeded, and the moment of His Supreme Holy Completion shelter myriad citizens of Western Yi!"

"Third bow to the souls of Nether River, may you as the spirits in heaven, protect the dragon veins of Western Yi, and sustain our national destiny..."

In the spiritual world unseen by outsiders, lights of faith, like fluttering butterflies, continuously stream into the Faith Altar above Ye Hanjun’s head.

He feels neither sorrow nor joy; instead, he covers his burning hot left chest with his palm.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!!"

The heart formed by lightning seems about to burst from his body, its trembling frequency increasingly swift and fierce.

Yet, Ye Hanjun feels no pain; instead, threads of electrical sparks spread along his blood to his limbs.

His body brims with power, and the burst of Life Vitality in his gaze shines with Gold.

Once his hand slightly shifts, touching his abdomen.

There, a cross-shaped mark like a torn scar is overflowing with more and more purple-gold color, resembling roots of vines, growing robustly within his abdominal cavity.

"Rumble—Rumble—"

Clusters of lightning obscure the face of the sky.

The entire Western Yi Country darkens, the wind’s wailing, clouds’ trembling, trees’ spasms, beasts’ panic... A myriad of living expressions seem to flicker interchangeably before his eyes.

"Rumble rumble—"

An even louder thunder pierces heaven and earth; Ye Hanjun closes his eyes, feeling as if deafened, as the world turns to silence.

This is the roar before the birth of the Thunder God, whose roar subdues all beasts.

Whether the low valleys or lush jungles, the leaves stop swaying, the shadows cease to dance, everything quiets down. The ferocious beasts hiding at the cave entrances, tucking their tails to the ground, their pitiful eyes seem to await the arrival of an important figure.

"Bow to the Thunder God!"

"Welcome the Thunder God!!"

Within the borders, among the buildings, from Saints to mortals, either pressing palms to chests or prostrating fully.

Reverence, adoration, fanaticism, excitement...

When thousands of emotions erupt, right above the heavens, the second roar of the Thunder God sounds.

"Howl!!!"

Surrounding dark clouds, in an instant, are driven away for tens of thousands of miles, disappearing, leaving nothing behind.

All things renew, yet Myriad Spirits still flatten.

Brave human children, sneakily peeking through the gap in the adults’ collars, see a glimpse of the iceberg in the sky.

Sometime during, the menacing lightning simultaneously disappears.

The sky looks slashed, initially a sword mark cuts across from north to south, followed by east to west, with the ease and mystery of drawing a sword to sever water.

Quickly, an endless cross-shaped sword mark hangs above all living beings.

Whether human or Fond Spirit, in every pair of stunned pupils, the same pattern is entirely reflected, like a nightmare, like a demon barrier, never to be forgotten.

"The Fetus of God Sealing..."

"Once, Western Yi Country had three great diviners standing together; could they challenge the Heavenly Lord?"

Even the most ignorant people, in this moment, knew the answer in their hearts.

Thus, those who had not kneeled, one after another, went down on their knees.

They began to scream, frenziedly calling for the names ’Gray Sun’ or ’Shenyi,’ praying for more divine miracles to descend.

"Boom—"

A thick column of lightning struck the crater where Ye Chengfeng was beating the Butcher Arm.

Instantly, the crater collapsed, and from its fractured edges, infinite ionized beams overflowed.

Ye Hanjun, surprised, witnessing the destructive lightning that usually entwines with annihilation ascending to divinity, exhibited such an extraordinary spectacle?

In the crater—plants were growing!

It was a grass, sprouting tender shoots against the wind, bathing in the lightning, as if breathing.

Almost every second, it grows stronger.

Ye Hanjun watched in awe as it grew from the size of an arm, increasing to over a thousand meters tall, and continued to grow.

"Sword Thunder Grass... Demon’s Fond Spirit... Innate Sacred Beast?"

"It seems to be a Principle derivation of Sword Thunder Child, a life form created by lightning, so unique..."

Ye Hanjun activated ’Talent Identification,’ capturing the attribute panel accurately.

Though it only has Supreme Holy Conduit, innately it possesses a 999999 pattern limit Skill. Given time to grow to Supreme Holy Completion, it is bound to be one of the prominent Holy Kings.

"Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!"

Six more columns of lightning crashed around the crater.

Six more purple grasses swiftly sprouted from the earth.