The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1303 - 495: The Spear Intent of the Divine Punishment Spear_2

"Rumbling—"

Wild winds sweeping the ground, all things thriving and withering.

As the child of the hurricane possessing a body of elements, how could a mere fracture wound affect him deeply?

He did not pause, his split body transforming into two scythes of wind, one on each side, continuing to slash towards Ye Chengfeng’s true form.

"Trying to test the limits of my damage transfer?"

Ye Chengfeng responded with a wry laugh, continuously shaking his head:

"This is the realm of death, my domain."

"Is it too much to compare endurance with me?"

Saying this, Ye Chengfeng flew backwards, a demonic claw burning with fresh blood viciously piercing through his right hand.

"Puff!"

One half of the hurricane child’s body, spinning clockwise, suddenly came to a sharp stop.

A cluster of translucent material shimmering with azure light, slipped into the wild wind and vanished.

That was the blood of the Primordial Spirit, also the purest Wind Element.

Unable to accommodate the evil Principle of the Butcher Arm, it was forced to split in order to keep the whole from being tainted.

Ye Chengfeng counterattacked swiftly, suddenly drawing the scythe of death and slashing again at the formless hurricane child.

"Whoosh! Bang bang bang!"

The combat ability of the divine was truly terrifying. The hurricane child, a deity of the Wind Element, was unclear for at least half the time to Ye Hanjun. Ye Hanjun could not see his movements, neither with the naked eye nor the soul, everything was slower by two or even three beats.

But the Chengfeng Ancestor was too shameless, no matter who attacked, he would transfer the damage to the Primordial Spirit.

The hurricane child could neither escape nor hide, and each time the Butcher Arm’s Principle corroded, it had to consume the Origin to defend, repeatedly falling into a disadvantage.

"Unexpectedly, an Evil God known only for offense and lacking brains has become my greatest hindrance, this stupid thing..."

After a short while, the hurricane child reformed, a human boy’s appearance taking shape, he coldly said:

"Two gods fighting, there must be losses, you really picked a good time."

"I don’t want to continue playing with you, no matter who you are, knowing forbidden secrets is enough reason to kill you."

The hurricane child closed his eyes, and a crevice suddenly split open between his eyebrows.

Ye Hanjun and GuaGua, accompanied by heart-pounding throbs, suddenly witnessed a Divine Spear shimmering with illusory light slowly sliding out from the crack.

"This is?!"

Xu Xuan, the master of Space Law, inexplicably horrified.

Such strong emotional fluctuation is rare for it, showing just how exceptional this spear, existing between reality and illusion, truly is.

"This weapon should not have been used against you."

"But as another Evil God, I do not want to let the Butcher Arm roam freely among the humans, its death will help stabilize the Heavenly Dao."

The hurricane child reopened his eyes, an unprecedented chill in his gaze almost freezing time and space:

"Since you are intervening, you save me some trouble."

"Let me see your true face, Divine Punishment Spear, unleash the Spear Intent, annihilate!"

It’s as if thunder roared in his ears, the hurricane child grabbed the spear, aimed at Ye Chengfeng, and hurled it forcefully.

Smiling Ye Chengfeng’s smile suddenly faded.

He raised the scythe towards his chest, the expanding realm of death quickly contracted in a brief moment, a denser grey light entwining separately around the Butcher Arm and the hurricane child.

"It’s useless, these are three Spear Intents condensed by the Divine Punishment Spear, I am the wielder and will not be harmed."

The hurricane child’s youthful face showed a cruel smile unfit for his age, pushing the spear forward inch by inch, the grey mist and light along the path rolling aside as if encountering a bane.

"Do you think, by myself, it is possible to hunt down an Evil God?"

"Ignorant rodents, in the name of Heavenly Dao, you are sentenced to death!"

"Boom!"

A speck of cold gleam, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, vows to flatten mountains and rivers.

Ye Chengfeng’s body was locked in place, and in the blink of an eye, the impenetrable walls of the realm of death emitted a crisp cracking sound.

By the time Ye Hanjun looked again, the unstoppable spear had already pierced through Ye Chengfeng’s left chest, dragging his battered body and pinning him directly inside the suddenly collapsing palace.

"Those who offend the dignity of heaven—punish without mercy!"

The voice reverberating with endless authority, rang like a great bell through heaven and earth.

The hurricane child seemed to have anticipated this, his cold pupils reflecting a red ’sin’ character, slowly and forcefully attaching itself to Ye Chengfeng’s body, soon to merge with his soul.

"So it’s the sin god escaping Heavenly Dao’s surveillance, delivering himself to me, are you thinking my merits are not enough?"

The hurricane child sneered, intending to push the spear for Ye Chengfeng’s final journey.

"Clang clang clang!"

Without warning, the spear handle began to tremble.

Unexpectedly shaken off, the hurricane child looked like he was struck by a bolt from the blue, his eyes fiercely twitching.

The blood-stained sin character—shattered!

It couldn’t merge into the sin god’s body, a faint golden light nurtured within the sin god’s shell, then scattered like sunlight casting endless radiance. The tyrannical spear, losing at least seventy percent of its murderous intent.

"How could the Spear Intent of the Divine Punishment Spear fail..."

The hurricane child, stunned like a Clay Body, incredulously said:

"This golden light is so brilliant, clearly favored by nature since Innate, like a child thick as blood, intimate beyond measure..."

"How could such a being betray Heavenly Dao, how could it know the forbidden, who... are you really?"

"Ah... so this is your trump card? Unimpressive."

Ye Chengfeng gripped the spear handle, pulling it out bit by bit.

Despite no blood on the wound, his complexion still turned slightly pale.