The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 937 - 371: Doomsday Clown_2

This might be related to its primitive bloodline, which originated from a split between the bloodlines of the Supreme Soldier Beasts and the Supreme Demon King due to some freak coincidence.

From ’prison’ to ’soldier’, it was a Divine Enthronement that took action, with perfect adaptation, which was quite logical and in line with the circumstances.

"Is it going to be a tattered rag next?"

GuaGua tilted his head, murmuring:

"Even we have ascended to the Shining World Fetus, it definitely won’t be able to escape."

"I hope it doesn’t become too evil, otherwise it’s a physiological instinct for me to beat it up, I can’t help it..."

Ye Hanjun raised an eyebrow but made no comment.

Aegifura, Goose Immortal, Huazhu, Absolute String, GuaGua, their growth had always shown traces that could be followed.

Mo was different.

It was too special, so special that from the perspective of a mortal, it was simply indefinable.

"Shua!"

Ye Hanjun lit up an inch below the collarbone on his left shoulder, where a pale imitation crow mark appeared.

The formation emerged, and a meatball thudded and rolled out.

"Kualla!!"

The meatball writhed as the form of a living being transformed in a fraction of a millisecond.

"Clang!"

Mu Shoucong suddenly retreated to the edge of the round table meeting room, ready to withdraw at any moment.

The Seven Great Disciples were like those facing life-threatening danger, as if confronting a formidable enemy, visibly tense with emotion.

Even Ye Liuying couldn’t ignore it this time.

She took a few steps back, her three pairs of wings acting as shields crossed in front of her, with persistent black fog like falling into the Abyss, limitless as far as the eye could see.

"The... Jester... Emperor?"

For an instant, Ye Hanjun’s heart also clenched violently as if a venomous snake was crawling up his spine, a bone-chilling coldness causing dread.

The little one before him was black on the front, white on the back, and about the same size as before.

But it was no longer shaped like a starfish. It resembled a soft-bodied alien with humanoid torso, arms, and thighs,

However, the lower arms and legs were still tentacles.

The oval-shaped humanoid head had no nostrils or ears, only a wide-open mouth and a bloodshot eyeball that seemed ready to burst at any moment.

Of course—there was a touch of makeup too.

Though it wasn’t silly, funny, nor abrupt.

That eerily familiar texture awakened a deep-rooted horror in Ye Hanjun’s mind; he immediately pursed his lips, his gaze sharp as a knife on guard.

"Ye Hanjun? Wuu wuu wuu, why didn’t you take me out to play? Are you enjoying suffering behind my back? Good things should be shared, don’t be stingy..."

Mo wrapped around Ye Hanjun’s lower leg with familiarity, crying and pitiable.

To those unaware, it would seem like he was being secretive about good things.

Understanding Mo’s definition of "good things," Huazhu, Goose Immortal, and Aegifura felt a shiver down their necks.

"Talent Identification!"

Ye Hanjun took a deep breath. Since visual identification was blind, ability would be the best support.

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[Species Name]: Doomsday Jester

[Chaos Seal]: ’Prison/Disaster’ (Godly Prison Mark in place)

[Main Study]: Twisted Way/Gratitude Path/Destruction Way/Chaos Way/Plundering Path/Curse Tao/Horror Dao/Devouring Tao...

[Rank]: Shining World Fetus·Great Completion

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 300,000 Marks ’Touch of Mountains and Seas’, 300,000 Marks ’Pain Pointer’, 300,001 Marks ’Jester Magic’, 300,001 Marks [Great Calamity Evil Demon Curse Body]

[Core Personality]: ’Unsatisfied Desire/Heavy Grace’

[Current State]: Revived Vessel (Cataclysmic Crow Master)/Disastrous Devouring (Ongoing)/[Great Calamity Evil Demon Curse Body] (Self-sealed)/Godly Prison Mark (Intruding/Slow Integration)/Divine Bloodline (Thick/Self-hidden)/Energized/Pain (Ongoing)...

[Contractual Relationship]: Very stable

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"Ye Hanjun... Ye Hanjun..."

"I owe you so much gratitude. I want to repay you. Are you ready?"

Mo’s intermitted telepathy drilled layer by layer into the mind.

Ye Hanjun jolted, snapping out of his befuddled state of consciousness.

"Wait!"

Ye Hanjun seriously restrained the eager Mo.

Mo, who was wriggling its tentacles, blinked its big eyeball with an explosive magnetism—maintaining the high ground, yet not truly erupting.

"How many times do I have to say, our species are different."

"The pain you want to experience, the pain you want to share, for me, they’re all deadly."

"Alright then..."

The earnestly hopeful Mo instantly became disheartened.

But this mood only lasted for two seconds. When it looked up again, it excitedly said:

"Ye Hanjun Ye Hanjun, listen to me, since I ate that thing called a heart last time, my body has been so painful! It hurts even now!"

"Yaya is so nice, giving me such a big gift. I hope I can repay it someday. Having my body explode and such is truly joyful!"

Mo hugging his leg, twisting its limbs’ tentacles, beamed with joy, unable to conceal its excitement.

"What’s going on here?"

Mu Shoucong couldn’t hold back and asked in a trembling voice:

"Godslayer Asura... Your contracted Spirit Fond Spirits... How come it resembles the Jester Emperor to some extent?"

"You haven’t devoured pieces of the Jester Emperor and refined its bloodline, have you?"

"That’s way too dangerous. Not even at the rank of saint, and without ability that comes anywhere close, forcibly absorbing the divinity of a divine being would cause ten out of ten to explode..."

Mu Shoucong clearly didn’t hear Mo’s telepathic message, not even it could intercept it, so others were all the more oblivious.

Ye Hanjun pondered for a long time and sighed softly.

For a normal being, it wasn’t yet possible to look directly at a divine body, let alone steal the bloodline of a myth.

But inside Mo, there lay a bigshot, and all signs pointed that He didn’t come from the Near Ancient Era, but rather, He was either an unknown deity from the Ancient Era or even someone older, from the Primordial Era or the Dark Ancient Era.