The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1073 - 416: Mo is a Monster (Extra!)_3

On the contrary, this feeling of being on the brink of death was often the most bone-chilling.

Once he really died, after a little while, when he resurrected, he’d be in a full-blood state and have to be beaten again.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Besides lacking divinity, I can crush it in every other aspect!"

"But I can’t kill it. If I’m not careful and it shares its pain, I’m the one who will suffer!"

Miemeng Wu secretly transmitted his message, filled with helplessness and rage, making Miemeng Wu feel uncomfortable all over.

However, he had already thought of a solution, instructing Miemeng Wu:

"Just ignore it and go kill the others!"

"Especially that Dual Authority, I don’t believe it will still be spirited after he’s dead!"

"Alright!"

Miemeng Wu smacked his uneven beak, channeling all the hatred accumulated up to now onto Ye Hanjun.

Ye Hanjun, always able to perceive murderous intent, felt a chill down his spine and turned to run.

Although Sword Thunder Child had left the duty of a close guard in the sky, it was still concerned about the Patron’s safety. This scene infuriated it, unleashing nine mountainous bolts of lightning, desperately blocking Miemeng Wu’s murder path.

"Get lost! All of you, get lost!"

Miemeng Wu, furious to the point of desperation, withstood the pounding of the lightning.

Then it closed in and, in an instant, bit off the prey’s head.

However, a similar scene occurred—the prey’s body dissolved into the air; he seemed to have some ability to save his own life, killing him two or three times didn’t completely end his life.

"What Ming Lamp Night Clan? I think you’re just Ghost Lamp cockroaches!"

"If your clan doesn’t perish, that would be against the natural order!"

Miemeng Wu exploded with anger; from a young age, she had never suffered such a setback.

She had killed the Holy Beast King once or twice; why was it so difficult when it came to this young man?

"There are five lives left, not many..."

Ye Hanjun, his face somewhat pale, knew the remaining number of King Yan without counting.

In fact, he had been cautious enough, but he was ultimately facing a battle across ranks.

Relying on the 8th Rank Authority to fight such an enemy, mentioning it was enough to shock others.

"Rotten rag, make an effort, weren’t you supposed to watch the enemy?"

GuaGua on his shoulder, while displaying concern and healing Ye Hanjun, replenishing his greatly depleted vitality,

also scolded Mo, lecturing earnestly:

"You said it yourself, Big Tadpole is your best friend, second only to Yaya."

"If Big Tadpole dies, you’ll lose a friend forever."

"GuaGua... Little GuaGua is right!"

Momentarily, Ye Hanjun seemed to hear Mo’s echo, surprised.

This wave of spiritual fluctuation was too wicked, as if spit out by a demon from the deepest evil, piercing slightly into the soul, like scratching the viscera, a strong discomfort spreading across his chest and back.

"Ye Hanjun... I must protect Ye Hanjun..."

"While it’s really nice to make new friends... only Ye Hanjun and Yaya are special, no one can replace them..."

Mo spoke, its ragged body writhing continuously, its halo nearly bursting.

For a moment, Ye Hanjun thought the Cataclysmic Crow Master was about to emerge.

But his judgment was wrong, neither the terror bear nor Miemeng Wu appealed to the Crow Master.

However, Mo eventually underwent a change.

Its body expanded almost without limit, not only surpassing the terror bear and Miemeng Wu in an instant but also doubling, tripling their size a second later.

Finally, Mo was like a giant balloon, occupying all the remaining space of the dungeon.

And the continuously active "Demigod Domain: Apocalypse Awakening" was not released outward, but sealed within its body.

"Today... is really happy..."

"From the beginning to now, the pain... I’ve kept it all..."

"Big bird, experience this with me. When all the pain explodes at once, flesh bursting, soul ascending... that is the supreme enjoyment..."

The giant Mo, bleeding, bubbles of rainbow colors fizzing from its body.

With great effort, it pointed a finger, and no matter how Miemeng Wu hid or shrank its body, it could not evade.

"Bang!"

Miemeng Wu’s eyeballs, like exquisite porcelain, shattered into dust.

Miemeng Wu, who provided protective effects, suddenly also went blind, suffering the backlash of the Authority.

"No! How can a lower Divine Beast harm a top-tier Holy Beast?!"

Miemeng Wu shouted, more panicked than ever.

He couldn’t believe that a being he thought to be a mere plaything, suddenly turned the tables and glimpsed the light of victory.

Was it beyond the Holy King’s comprehension? Was Dual Authority really that special, or rather, was it this creature, with its heritage, its destiny, surpassing that of the Meng Family?

"Ah!!!!!"

While Miemeng Wu was merely blinded, not utterly devastated,

Miemeng Wu was different. First, her eyeballs were shattered, then her hardest beak fell off, instantly turning grotesquely unrecognizable.

At that moment, all the life energy inside her surged upward.

But as this energy flowed over the wounds, visibly shrinking back, against the thick barrier-like divine curse, there was absolutely no room for salvation.

"So this is the true ’Pain Demon God’s Finger’?"

Ye Hanjun suddenly understood. He had always felt that, compared to the Demigod Domain: Apocalypse Awakening, the Pain Demon God’s Finger seemed less intense.

It turned out, this move required an extreme state to be released.

But this was still too exaggerated, a Supreme Holy Completion, heavily wounded after being reinforced, still a locked skill, impossible to block, impossible to recover.

Was this the power of refined divinity? No matter how much protection, when there was a severe discrepancy in the underlying Law/Principle, quality, ultimately, could make up for a quantitative deficit?