The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1061 - 412: Monarch in the Flames_3

"What’s going on? Why is there an explosion sound?"

The Glorious Perfection’s "Greedy Demon Rat," with sharp fangs and claws, had its eyes wide with shock.

This place was the territory of the Hai Xiong Clan, and this area was even more so the heartland!

Who dared to fight here? If the formation pattern here was destroyed, Lord Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang would surely be furious!

"Report! Intruders found!"

"There are intruders disguised as patrol members, who fought fiercely after being discovered!"

"His strength is strong; the Guardian Saint Spirit of the Sacred Voidal Conduit was instantly killed. Warriors of the Hai Xiong Clan have already surrounded him!"

"Eh?" Ye Hanjun was momentarily stunned.

He hadn’t arranged any contingency like this. Lie Xinxin, Golden Crow, and Fiery Sun Nun were currently in the "Hell Cage," and they could just about endure it, relying on their ability to carry over the limit for a short time.

Who were these intruders and what did they want to do by appearing at this time?

"Boom!!"

Another loud noise reverberated, and the wall above was actually cracked, with a broken hoof of a giant beast flying down.

Faintly, Ye Hanjun heard someone laughing, a rampant laughter loud enough to pierce through metal and split stones:

"Hai Xiong Clan! In the First Epoch of the New Era, you massacred my clan over a minor quarrel!"

"Sadly! I survived, struggled but did not die, strived to excel, and finally waited for the day of revenge!"

"Today, I will bloodbath your clan, just as you once did. Any being that catches my eye, no matter old or young, no matter where they come from, kill! Kill! Kill! Not one shall remain!!!"

"Bang! Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The frequency of the battle suddenly skyrocketed, with wild beasts charging into the kill, terrifying blood energy penetrated the walls; creatures like the Glorious Perfection’s Greedy Demon Rat were so scared they felt their souls fly out.

"Mommy! Holy King?"

"This must be the aura of the Holy Beast King, right? Did the one that slipped through the net come back for revenge? Brothers, hide quickly, we can’t withstand this!"

Dozens of wild Fond Spirits with Spirit Wisdom and dozens of human guards all ran for their lives, scrambling nearby for cover to hide.

Among them, several low-ranked Guardian Saint Spirits also fled the battlefield after hearing that the Supreme Holy Completion’s Guardian Saint Spirit was instantly killed.

"So it’s the Qiuling Wen Clan."

"You people of this clan deserve to die for secretly belittling my clan. If we don’t kill you all, the world will think we are pushovers."

Riding the Supreme Holy Completion "Hai Xiong," Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang’s voice boomed like a large bell, and he laughed coldly.

He drove the Hai Xiong directly toward the commoner man.

The commoner man advanced instead of retreating; his "Yue Xi" let out a violent neigh, stomping its hooves, fiercely resisting.

"Boom!!"

On one side were "Hai Xiong Warriors," on the other a "Martial Saint."

Both were S-rank authorities and seasoned in numerous battles.

In their first exchange, the two were evenly matched.

However, the Guardian Saint Spirits that gathered around couldn’t withstand the impact of the aftermath and were forced to retreat, giving up space for the slaughter.

"Great opportunity!"

Ye Hanjun’s eyes brightened.

His priority was to first rescue Ye Mochou; only by saving him first could he then see how the situation unfolds.

The sudden chaos, coinciding with this very moment, seemed strange.

But this was Ye Hanjun’s opportunity, to force his way into the dungeon amid the chaos. Even if the Hai Xiong Clan still had Holy King level strength, chaos faltered on both sides, making him more likely to handle it with ease.

"Boom!!"

Just as he was pondering this, preparing to act.

Thousands of meters away on the other side, someone was even faster.

One saw a swath of black blades, slicing straight through the dungeon’s sealing formation. The space shook violently with cracks forming.

A beam of dark light swept past like an arrow, rushing into the dungeon before the gap closed.

"Another person?"

Ye Hanjun squinted his eyes, filled with suspicion.

The distance was a bit far; he hadn’t been able to see clearly.

But in that instant, a stirring feeling, a tangible imprint, branded the depths of his flesh and soul.

"This aura... could it be one of our kin?"

"Did other clan members hear the news of Ye Mochou’s capture and try to come and rescue him?"

Ye Hanjun couldn’t be completely sure but knew he also had to act.

If his judgment was wrong and it wasn’t an ally who had rushed into the dungeon but an unknown enemy, falling one step behind might mean falling behind at every step.

"Hell Cage, open!"

"Lie Xinxin! Burn down these prohibitions, tear apart the entrance, I’m about to force my way in!"

"Leave it to me~"

Lie Xinxin, in a brief moment, and by the help of rising firelight, reverted to her form as a Fiery Sun Nun.

Then, the Taiyang on her neck unleashed endless Solar Fire, hot and intense, burning the surrounding formation.

Many guards who hid at the sight of the firelight were swallowed by the sea of flames in the next second.

Constant cries of agony echoed around Ye Hanjun, who seemed deaf to them, staring intently straight at the entrance.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The high temperature boiled and scorched fiercely.

Finally, the already flawed prohibition was nearly completely abolished.

Next moment, Lie Xinxin reduced her size, effectively turning into a huge blazing flame, carrying Ye Hanjun on her back, rendering his silhouette like a monarch among flames.

"Tear!"

Ye Hanjun successfully broke into the dungeon; just as the scene before his eyes flipped, a segment of black blade tip nearly grazed his scalp as it passed by.

And he—slightly leaned back, the flames behind instantly morphed into a monstrous shape of an Evil Ghost, its gaping mouth attempting to reverse-devour the opponent.

"Wait!"

In the nick of time, Ye Hanjun shouted to stop.

Astonished, he observed the graceful figure hidden in the darkness, voluntarily took a step back, widening the distance between them.

"Ye Nishang, is it really you?"

"The Martial Saint outside, is he yours too, distracting them while you rescue Ye Mochou?"