The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 883 - 353: The Glory That Passed, Returns to the World!_2

"Such purity of the Thunder Element..."

"There are still such skilled individuals in the Blood Witch Ancestral Land? The metal witch is at a disadvantage and is likely to be defeated."

"Where is the Crane Rock Male Witch? Go and suppress this person, and while you’re at it, capture the lightning spirit."

"In my Cloud Sea, clouds and rain gather all year round, and if a booming thunder accompanied the chorus, it would be another kind of landscape, certainly pleasing to the eye."

"Crane Rock has received the order!"

With a boom, a piece of land in the Blood Witch Ancestral Land was flipped open, and a witch figure sprang out from the soil.

He bore no feminine traits, a stark contrast to those beautiful witches.

He also lacked the masculine vigor of men and from a distance, he even seemed more delicate than Vampire Prince·Berte Nal.

Yet, his upper body was that of a naked humanoid, and his lower half sported a centipede’s tail.

His entire gray-white rocky musculature was also hard and solid.

More terrifyingly, this witch had full tattoos on his back, depicting a white crane with its wings spread across the sky, cold eyes gazing down upon the earth, arrogantly indifferent to the world, insufferably smug.

"Crane Rock Male Witch... that freak?"

"I heard he killed a ’Heaven Crane’ and somehow acquired its bloodline..."

"Originally he was the bottom-ranked White Rock Witch of the Holy Witches, who changed from female to male, and his rock attribute explosively increased, mutating into an extremely powerful combat individual..."

In the invading force, responsible for encircling the Blood Witch Ancestral Land, the Unlimited Foetus and the Shining World Fetus secretly swallowed their saliva:

"He’s the mad dog of the Cloud Witch Lineage, specifically tasked with Cloud Witch assignments, with enough undead under his command to circle this place several times..."

"Moreover, like the Heaven Crane, he fears neither light and heat, nor ice and cold. Even thunder is hardly erosive to him. With him taking action, the metal witch escapes a disaster, and the arrogant lightning spirit surely won’t be able to stir up waves..."

"Boom!"

The massive centipede tail slammed into the ground, and Crane Rock Male Witch leaped into the air.

In just a breath’s time, he arrived at the position of the thunder pillar.

With a wave of his scepter, a thick slab of rock flew out, stopping the Sword Thunder Child’s lighting attack in one blow, aiding the metal witch in escaping the predicament.

"Bang!!"

A second huge rock flew out, covering Ye Hanjun’s head like a bowl lid.

Ye Hanjun looked towards Goose Immortal, who let out a mischievous laugh, as a circle of mottled patterns appeared on his body and the atmosphere of the ages began to circulate.

"This Immortal has been displeased with you––for quite some time now!"

"So you’ve devoured a Heaven Crane, haven’t you? Both of us are from the Feather Clan, sharing a common plight, desecrating their bloodline is tantamount to stepping on my head, intolerable!"

"Come on, let’s see whether you’re fiercer or I’m more wanton!"

In that instant, Goose Immortal let out a long howl to the sky, and the black iron feathers quivered and seemingly dissolved into thin air.

A different and unique form of blackness began to adhere to the skin, surpassing past vitality, revived within it.

"Cluck-cluck-da!!!"

The cry of Goose Immortal grew shriller until, at last, its form enlarged, its neck shortened, and a bloody comb sprouted on its head, transforming from a goose into a large rooster.

Furious blood qi soared into the sky, stirring clouds and fog in an instant, splitting mountains and breaking stones, with overbearing dominance nearly omnipresent.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Goose Immortal lifted its wing and struck powerfully.

The flying boulder shattered into tiny pieces, scattering across the sky, with the grey-white dust fogging vision, while the Holy Spirits lurking in the dark drew sharp breaths, feeling the uncomfortably pricking sensation on their backs.

"Is this a Black Chicken?"

"No! The Black Chicken King! The Feather Clan Holy Spirit raised by the Asura King?!"

Exclamations of shock, somewhat indistinct, flickered in the darkness.

Goose Immortal chuckled with a heh-heh, thoroughly enjoying the attention of the crowd, the grand aspirations long hidden in its heart surging forth.

"Remember this! At the beginning of the Near Ancient Era, there was a Holy Spirit in the Feather Clan, cunning and deceitful, vile and shameless, who once trapped countless members of the Holy Clan and obtained a notorious reputation!"

"This is its strongest attack, bestowed the name ’Mad God’. When crazed, it dares to battle even the gods—whether it loses, or even if it dies! As long as one has the resolve, there is nothing to fear!!"

"Cluck-cluck-da!!!"

With another characteristic crow, Goose Immortal took off, its wings flapping away the huge stones thrown at it, unstoppable and advancing relentlessly.

It darted through the torrent of rocks, and regardless of how the Crane Rock Male Witch manipulated the stone formation, it kept smashing them away with no extra movement.

The previously extremely cold-faced Crane Rock Male Witch was now tightening his expression even more.

He roared loudly, spewing ancient Witch language mixed with anger, and the stones floating around him instantly assembled into a gigantic dragon made of stone.

The dragon was immense and boundless. Its flight seemed slow, but any strange objects it touched along the way turned to stone and then adhered to its body, aiding in expanding its final power.

Skill – Stone Seal Dragon!

This was the strongest strike of the Crane Rock Male Witch, who, standing at the Supreme Sacred Great Achievement rank, had sealed many same-rank Holy Spirits with this single blow.

This move, as bystanders had said, possessed the invulnerability of the celestial crane to all magic.

Wind, frost, snow, moon, flame, lightning... any skill with an Elemental nature was doomed to utter defeat upon meeting this attack.

Once trapped by the stone dragon, whether it was the flesh and blood body of wild beasts or the ghostly form of Undead, all would be immobilized, easily turning into prisoners at its feet.

"At the peak of Black Chicken King’s power—similarly ranked at Supreme Sacred Great Achievement!"

"But it was invincible in battle, unstoppable in attack! How could I let you run wild?!"

Goose Immortal howled furiously, its momentum soaring as its sharp beak plunged viciously into the lower half of the Crane Rock Male Witch’s body, like a rooster battling a centipede, one as the predator and the other the prey, the chain of food’s hierarchy boldly defined.

"Rip! Tear!"

A piece of flesh with each peck, another piece of flesh with each peck.

In the blinks that even Holy Spirits might miss, the Crane Rock Male Witch’s face was pecked beyond recognition.