The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 544 - 240: Tang Gu, are you competing for the throne with me?_3

"Retreat! Leave the labyrinth!"

Ugly Jade Dragon roared, and the remaining high-ranking officials of Grass Frog Country seemed to have found their backbone.

They surrounded their King Tang Di, and Crown Prince Tang Cheng, frantically trying to break through the encircling enemies.

Sen Baishi spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes fixated on Goose Immortal, also intending to leave with the group.

"Going? Where do you think you’re going?"

Goose Immortal no longer hid, spread his wings, and fifty-odd writhing shadows appeared behind him.

In an instant, half of the shadows were covered by a crimson hue, and the other half by an earthy yellow.

— Magma Bird!

— Sand Sculpture!

On the way here, time had been limited.

Without ample time, it was naturally impossible to fill their ranks with soldiers.

But thirty Life Wheel Small Achievement Magma Birds, twenty-five Life Wheel Virtual Summon Sand Sculptures—these numbers were already outright shocking, and enough to stun anyone who saw them.

"Ah! Ahh!"

"Chirp! Chirp!!"

The Magma Birds and Sand Sculptures, with wings spread and flying behind Goose Immortal, seemed like loyal bird guards.

As Goose Immortal flapped his wings, they rushed out, not only chasing after Sen Baishi, but also swooping down on the group from Grass Frog Country.

Rain of yellow sand, rustling as it fell.

Rain of flames, overwhelming and relentless.

Stacking their numbers to build their power, sacrificing themselves via self-explosion to bring about an even stronger attack.

This was the ultimate skill—Bird Squadron!!

"Well done, my children, kill for this Great Immortal!"

Goose Immortal turned into a warlord, responsible for finishing off the enemies.

Lou Zhiyi, Shrimp Head and others who chased over became slightly bewildered, but, suppressing their shocked gaze, they assisted with the kills.

"Wait! We can talk this out!"

"We’re all descendants of Emperor Tang. Killing each other in his tomb--is that not inappropriate?"

Faced with desperation, Tang Cheng let out a shrill scream, his voice even higher-pitched than a eunuch’s.

"Too late! Die!"

Tang Gu rode atop a ’Flying Frog’, personally holding a knife, and ruthlessly plunged it into their adversary’s head.

Next to him, a ’Shooting Frog’ held a bow and arrow in its hand, taking out Tang Cheng’s critically wounded Contracted Spirit with precise shots.

"Pff!!"

Sen Baishi’s head flew off, and Goose Immortal, who had beheaded him, was as nonchalant as if he had just smacked a mosquito.

Rain Butterfly, bearing the backlash from her injury, was no longer considering vengeance, but only escape.

What greeted her was Huazhu’s ’Wind Cry’, her most powerful wind-element spell. Each casting exhausted her greatly, but the corresponding power was equally astonishing.

Rain Butterfly’s body turned into dust, and she was unable to let out a single whine before being buried in the chilling wind.

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...

Half an hour later, after everyone ganged up on him, Ugly Jade Dragon died in resentment.

Mei Yufeng, Jin Ling, Silver Bell, and others were powerless to resist.

The only one to survive was Tang Di, the King of Grass Frog Country, who had never imagined experiencing such a day.

He saw his high-ranking officials die one by one, saw the leader and deputy leader of Wind Bell fall one by one.

Especially when he saw his eldest son die, he, like a mad bull, pointed a dagger at his temple, intending to commit suicide.

"Slap!"

Ye Hanjun kicked the weapon away with one foot.

Then he brought down his hand in a slap, knocking out Tang Di, not giving him the chance to curse or blabber.

"Well! Well done!!"

"Our king of Blue Frog Kingdom, died at the hands of Grass Frog Country. Today, our revenge has been fulfilled, and our deceased king must be rejoicing in his grave!"

Du Yuanjia stood in place like a wooden stake, trembling voice.

Tang Gu’s face was also filled with excitement, kicking Tang Cheng’s corpse, venting his long-suppressed anger and fear.

"Master Han, you’ve worked hard!"

"Given your great achievement in this battle, I believe Lou Zhiyi senior should relinquish the title of Chief Offering to you!"

Tang Sheng rubbed his hands together, hurriedly running over with a flattering smile on his face.

Tang Gu’s eye twitched twice, he abruptly stood up, primed to scold his shameless younger brother.

Dazzlingly sharp nails unexpectedly slashed open Tang Sheng’s neck, sending a burst of hot, fresh blood spraying out.

Du Yuanjia, Bian Haoran, Qin Quan, Ji Yan, Qingyi... their pupils trembled with shock.

"Master Han, you..."

The pleasing expression still lingered his face, replaced by disbelief, yet to completely spread across his cheek.

Confusion filled his mind, and disbelief filled his eyes. Tang Sheng collapsed to the ground, devoid of any signs of life.

"You dare to kill him?!"

Lou Zixin blinked in place, squatting down, trying to administer emergency treatment.

A few seconds later, his fingers stiffened. He stood up again, his face entirely cold.

A single fatal blow, without any extra movement, how could he save him?

This man is recklessly bold, relying on power, and has come to this point with no scruples?

Killing intent – exploded from within Lou Zixin.

Lou Zhiyi sneered, as a Fierce Stone Ape rushed up, blocking his way.

"My good brother, can’t you understand?"

"Such a useless second prince has always been revolting to Master Han from the bottom of his heart."

"The throne can only belong to the Crown Prince. Tang Sheng is weak and morally questionable. Aside from death, he has no other end in sight."

Lou Zixin remained silent, and after three seconds, he slowly and deliberately said in a ghost-like voice:

"This man’s power... has exceeded all expectations."

"Crown Prince, if you have such a strategist by your side and you could sleep without worry... wouldn’t that be wishful thinking?"

This time, it was Tang Gu’s turn to be silent.

Seemingly conscious that his expression was improper, he quickly put on a smile, magnanimously saying:

"Master Han seems to be someone who enjoys enjoying the simpler pleasures in life and not a power-hungry wolf in sheep’s clothing. The Giant Frog Marsh, a place small as a bullet, is not destined to be his stage."

"Lou Zixin, your taunting is pointless. Lord Han has saved us all, no one can match his merit."

"After leaving the relic, he can make any wish he wants. I am willing to mobilize the full force of the country and leave no stone unturned to fulfill it!"

Tang Gu’s earnest expressions and respectful demeanor made him look like a humble protegee meeting his illustrious senior.

"Really?"

With a flash of purple light, Ye Hanjun appeared beside Tang Gu, their distance less than a meter.

Tang Gu’s legs visibly stiffened, his face trembled for a moment, struggling to hide his terror.

"What if I were to mention, the throne of the Blue Frog Kingdom may not necessarily be yours either?"

"Wha, what do you mean?"

Tang Gu put on a strained smile:

"Currently, I am the rightful heir to the Blue Frog Kingdom. My siblings are young or uninterested in politics. They can’t shoulder this burden."

"Or are you saying... my old father, and other illegitimate children outside? I should meet them and renew our brotherhood..."

Tang Gu’s voice grew softer.

He was standing too close to Lord Han. The dark, bottomless power was completely enveloping him.

His legs felt weak, the desire to kneel filled him multiple times. He could only clench his teeth and stubbornly hold his ground.

"Sir, you only finished half of your sentence, and that might not be appropriate."

Lou Zhiyi stepped forward, not daring to emit any negative energy, only wanting to bail Tang Gu out.

"After today, the Blue Frog Kingdom will no longer need a King."

"Including Grass Frog Country and Red Frog Country, the three kingdoms will be remerged, reclaiming the name of the dynasty."

Ye Hanjun said calmly and without any change in his demeanor, voicing a piece of news that shook everyone to their cores:

"And I, will be the master of this dynasty."

"Tang Gu, do you want to compete with me for the throne?"

A stare devoid of emotion fixed upon Tang Gu’s eyes.

Tang Gu dared not look directly at those Purple Hook Jade Pupil. Shifting his sight, he staggered backward:

"You, you want to unify the Three Frog Kingdoms?"

"You are already so strong, and yet so young. There is no need for you to stay in the Giant Frog Marsh. There is a broader world outside. Why would you waste your talents here?"

"Two years."

Ye Hanjun raised two fingers, unfazed:

"I still need to stay in this place for another two years."

"After two years, I will choose a worthy king to take over political affairs once again."

"If you can honestly wait until then, you and the king of Red Frog Kingdom will both have a fair chance to compete."

"Ah?" Tang Gu was stunned, "Only two years? Such a short time?"

Tang Gu and Tang Zheng’s reactions were identical.

Naturally, Ye Hanjun did not feel the need to explain, and said lightly:

"I have said my piece. Now, it’s your turn to make a choice."