The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 657 - 278: Returning to Without-Sun City_2

Ye Hanjun shook his head, then snapped his fingers with a thought.

The Blood Moon Sky Wolf that hadn’t been seen for five years rushed forth from the distant horizon, a trace of excitement flickering in its crimson eyes.

"Your Highness, congratulations on your great victory!"

"Hmm."

Ye Hanjun nodded, his expression calm.

"Mrs. Qing, to Without-Sun City!"

Ye Liuying shouted at the sky, and a ’Meteor Butterfly’ descended, landing on the ground obediently.

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Five years’ time, in a territory like Ghost Lamp Abyss, was too fleeting, too insignificant, hardly worthy of note.

As he observed their journey, Ye Hanjun noticed that the active demon beasts had significantly decreased.

Especially those smart, cunning and crafty types, all of them seemed to be hiding, their figures hard to spot.

The Ghost Lamp Abyss... seemed desolately quiet.

Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying, who had lived here since childhood, took several days to adjust and gradually accept the reality.

"Is this the fearful aspect of the Clock of the Era?"

"Just the nearing proximity, causes all creatures to perceptively hide for fear of disaster."

Ye Liuying sighed lightly, and Ye Hanjun reminded her:

"It’s not just that."

"I remember that our clan’s historical records mentioned that during such times, whether they are supreme clans or top-tier sects, they will take measures to reduce the extinction of species to the best of their ability."

"In the Ghost Lamp Abyss, the Ye Clan, Blood Witch, and Ghost Monk, the leaders of these three powers, are also likely to join forces to avoid the arrival of disaster as much as possible."

"But this is to contend with Heaven for destiny..."

Ye Liuying, who had lost her appetite, put down her roasted beast meat. A faint trace of worry appeared on her fair and pretty face:

"Our family has withstood twelve eras, always standing firm, naturally making us a prime subject of disasters."

"Now, as we transition to the thirteenth era, it’s inevitable that some great chaos will be incited."

"Under such circumstances, even the mere protection of vassals will deplete many treasures."

"And to continue looking after other species with the resources left by our ancestors... it is going to be quite a challenge."

"There’s no helping it, as the lords of the Abyss, whether it’s the Ye Clan, Blood Witch or Ghost Monk, there must be such responsibility."

Ye Hanjun, massaging his temples, mused:

"Fortunately, this is the Clock of the Era, not the Broken Era Calamity."

"Compared to the transition of Universe every hundred thousand years, where mass species extinction occurs, that would be apocalyptic."

"Our Ye Clan has already survived one such disaster, the Clock of the Era doubtlessly poses less threat, it’s safer by many folds."

"Besides, the ancient texts describe that—when the bell tolls, all is silent."

"The weak tremble and kneel in submission, the strong, regardless of their disputes, must cease immediately."

"In such silence, some fortunate beings will be gifted by Heaven and Earth."

"There will also be unfortunate beings, bearing Heaven and Earth’s curse, if it’s light, the individual will die; if it’s severe, even their connected bloodline will face issues..."

Ye Hanjun, lost in memories... His gaze intense.

Whether it’s the Broken Era Calamity or the Clock of the Era, they are both ways that nature maintains ecological balance.

Normally, this is a process that humans cannot interfere with.

But those with sufficient power can defy the laws of nature.

The Ming Lamp Night Clan—possesses this qualification.

Once back in Without-Sun City, with the blessing of their ancestral land, the chances of bearing a curse would significantly reduce.

Even if cursed, the actual impact would diminish, there wouldn’t be much to worry about a fatal crisis.

Ye Liuying knew this, but she was more aware of the events that would follow:

"The tolling of the bell doesn’t pose much of a threat, what worries me are the enemies of our clan."

"Over twelve eras, our Ye Clan, either directly or indirectly, has always governed this ancient abyss of Ming Lamp."

"Those creatures that were once hunted by our clan but survived, those species that were defeated and fled, those top clans that desire the territory of the Abyss... such adversaries, to us at intermediate and lower ranks, appear elusive."

"But for the elders, the great elders upon whom we lean... aren’t their cumulative corpses a mountain high?"

"Let’s do what we can. As for the rest that we can’t resolve, it’s just a power struggle."

Ye Hanjun patted Ye Liuying’s shoulder, interrupting her worried whispers.

Those in high positions, with power, also have the mission to act responsibly.

Currently, the two of them are nothing, even the S-class Young Emperors are not qualified to worry about the clan’s inheritance and development until they drop the "Young" title.

"We only have one goal now, to advance to the 6th rank!"

"My Demon Ruler’s progress is approximately at ninety percent, the missing bit of experience will definitely be made up."

"But as a Protector, your progression is tied closely to mine, when you advance, I will follow."

"I also have sufficient time."

Ye Liuying affirmed:

"Ye Chun was right, if we miss the Tomb of Asura, we won’t find a better opportunity, more suited to our bloodline, anywhere else."

"Not to mention that you might find a way to dual class in there, even if it increases our chances of winning by ten percent, it’s worth risking our lives."

"Dual class...a forbidden taboo we cannot break, huh..."

Ye Hanjun, usually easygoing, as he mutters these words, gradually lets out an intense aura.

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Half a month later, Without-Sun City.

With the brightening of the teleportation beam, a few figures gradually became clearer.