The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 844 - 340: Lord of the Nether Night_3

She embodied the peerless beauty of the mortal world, yet she didn’t sink into its vulgarity, setting herself apart in the most eye-catching manner.

The wings she bore on her back endowed her with the pride of an Angel and the ferocity of a Demon.

The land enveloped by her wings was her eternal territory, those against the light would live, those facing the sun would die, all ruthlessly executed.

The power of Ye Nishang was evident to all.

Relying on her status, she managed to suppress both Ye Qiyu and Ye Mochou, having fought them two against one multiple times and was acclaimed as the foremost of the Three Emperors, with no one questioning her.

But now, this aura had greatly intensified, reaching an indescribable level.

She wore a full set of black jade armor, which nicely outlined the contours of her bust and the plumpness of her thighs.

Around her neck, a string of black crystal necklace, just like a black sun, gathered all beams of light.

On her wrists, a pair of black crystal bracelets, their matte surfaces revealing a hint of gloss, filled with traces of the passing years.

Around her waist, a chain-like black crystal belt, as if forged from dragon and phoenix bones, exuded a noble texture.

On her feet, a pair of high-cuffed black crystal boots covered half of her calves, then merged seamlessly with the armor on her legs.

Not an inch of skin was exposed, yet her towering, graceful legs were strikingly captivating.

Of course, all these were just part of the "Nether Night Regalia," though they were the main, their importance was not the foremost.

The most critical were the eight wings extending from her shoulder blades.

Each wing, as soft as velvet, yet imbued with the poetic and profound ink stains of a landscape painting, where ancient power emerged, and the mysterious Principles transformed into a terrifying Abyss that devoured the human heart.

"Beautiful... words fail to describe Sister Nishang."

"She is like a regal empress, obviously capable of toppling nations with her charm, yet chooses to hold military power, with absolute force to intimidate the lords, who would dare to offend her, would probably not even know how to spell ’death’..."

Ye Qiuguo suppressed the terror on his face, deeply, deeply revering the peerless figure under the gaze of thousands.

SS-Rank—Master of Nether Night!

This was one of the core hereditary rights of the Ye Clan, the ultimate manifestation!

Do not regard the other Young Kings, who are merely of the same S-Rank.

The gap between Double S-Rank and Single S-Rank is like that between S-Rank and A-Rank, a chasm that never closes, never equal.

"Are you also on the 17th level?"

Another faint voice spoke, the nearly servile oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

All eyes on the altar shifted, locking onto the southwest corner, where a figure stood upright like a jade sculpture.

Under intense scrutiny, Ye Qiyu, who stood with his arms folded, showed no trace of a smile in his eyes or at the corners of his mouth:

"I’ve been on the 17th level for at least twenty years. Why have I never seen you all before?"

Ye Nishang glanced at him, her voice cold:

"Staying in that Demon soil, falling into peril time and again."

"I haven’t had the leisure to engage in games of chance encounters with relatives."

"To meet or to miss is all incidental, utterly unimportant."

"That’s reasonable."

Ye Qiyu stared at Ye Nishang, his eyes flickering with an odd brilliance:

"How come I feel you are unscathed, without any hidden injuries?"

"Look at the guy next door, although he ascended to the Seventh Rank and since then holds the ’Demon Emperor’s’ power."

"Yet, the soul weariness oozing out of him, trying to conceal from my senses... futile and weak."

In the atmosphere of contention, a third person was drawn into their confrontation.

This person grinned suddenly, relaxing his tense muscles.

In an instant, cracks appeared on his body surface, cold sweat kept flowing, and blood kept streaming.

"Just before the grand tomb closed, His Majesty encountered a very important opportunity."

"To avoid running out of time and failing mid-way, I had to consume the forbidden medicine for a temporary surge, accelerating the process..."

In a few words, Ye Mochou explained the situation and sat cross-legged.

The Abyss manifested beneath him, but did not spread, just enough room to fit one person.

Yet, pairs of fearful eyes were fixed on the tiny Abyss.

They could vaguely see the form of a large python-shaped Demon, along with a wolf-shaped, a pig-shaped, and a crab-shaped Demon, each stationed at the Abyss’s four corners, guarding the northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

"Following the Sky-swallowing Earth-devouring Snake Demon King... did Mo Chou also bind other Demon Kings?"

"That’s impossible, isn’t a Demon King’s lineage supposed to bind only one Demon, gaining enhancement from the same bloodline?"

"That wolf-shaped Demon, it seems like the legendary ’Sky Wolf Demon’, wingless yet controls the Path of the Sky, not inferior in battles with Heavenly Beasts."

"Could that pig-shaped Demon be the ’Fat Pig King’?"

"This species can rebound damage with just their skin, with boundless vital energy."

"If it weren’t for its enormous appetite, needing to seek food night and day, thus leading to a hard life, it could definitely dominate a corner of the Ghost Lamp, moving towards the most powerful Spirit..."

"And that crab-shaped Demon, it must be the ’Ancient Crab Demon King’ who appeared briefly in the Near Ancient Era."

"It’s not known for its defensive abilities, but controls a trace of the Temporal Principle, capable of ripening Spiritual Medicine or aging a living being."

"Because its Ability is too bizarre, it was said to be besieged by other Demon Kings, eventually leading its clan to extinction, without a single descendant surviving..."

Outside the altar, the murmurs rose one after another.

The speakers were not solely youngsters; many Elders, whether from the same family or different, couldn’t stop expressing their shock: