The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1372 - 526: Lord Han Arrives_2

He couldn’t stop to think carefully, unexpectedly choosing to temporarily avoid the edge and trying to bypass Bai to break out forcefully.

"Humph, I’m an Evil God Slayer, how could I fear you in the same realm?"

GuaGua raised his chin and instantly transformed back to his original form.

In the form of the Heavenly Frog Ancestor, he launched a palm strike, with talismans interweaving in the sky, gushing like a fountain.

"Pure... damn Pure!"

Bloodlines were mutually restrictive. In an instant, the Mirror God realized GuaGua’s background.

He raged, but turning back, he looked at the thousands of Thunder Swords closing in, being attacked from both sides, the heavy pressure weighing on his heart.

"Magnetic Witch God! Change the skill’s direction!"

In a critical moment, the Mirror God recalled a "Tool God" in the ranks of Fallen Deities.

This deity, within the Witch System, was adept at Magnetic Secret Techniques, disrupting the magnetic field of Heaven and Earth, concealing the Life Wheel laws, setting up bizarre traps... nothing was beyond his reach.

If he took action at any cost, the Thunder Sword would veer off course, and the Mirror God was confident that he could escape this sudden assassination attempt at a smaller price.

"Bang!!!"

A deity burning with black flames, seemingly containing all the despair of this world, appeared beside him, raising his arm and mercilessly striking the Magnetic Witch God.

This punch... simple and unadorned!

The Magnetic Witch God, having lost his sanity, showed no emotional expression.

The Mirror God, seeing him as a lifeline, watched in horror as the supposed fail-safe magnetic pull seemed to touch a transparent substance.

The fist of the Despair Deity struck the face of the Magnetic Witch God squarely!

With just one blow, the Magnetic Witch God stood rigid on the spot, the active Fallen soul in his skull extinguished in an instant, as though blown and drenched by a storm.

"Hiss..."

The Magnetic Secret Technique dissolved, the Thunder Sword hit the reverse side of the Mirror God, the violent impact mixed with brutal thunder, leaving the Mirror God riddled with wounds, his breath rapidly plummeting.

"No..."

GuaGua’s "Holy Evaporation" connected next.

This was an ultimate technique surpassing "Super Purification" and "Super Healing," a wide-area spell that forcibly dispelled the law factors of an evil nature.

The Mirror God hadn’t even let out an angry roar or a cry of despair before the entire mirror exploded.

Fragments flew, then vaporized before hitting the ground, disappearing into nothingness, leaving no trace.

"In one encounter... an Evil God wiped out?!"

The Moon God was in shock.

A second ago, they thought their side was facing a severe defeat, potentially causing irreversible decline.

The next second, not only unscathed, but achieving a surprise victory, the emotional roller coaster was hard to adapt to, even for a deity.

"The Mirror God must have been one of the top experts in the Fallen Camp..."

"Though his combat power may be average, he could steal power and weaken us with various tricks..."

The Titan Giant God clenched his fist, checking under his feet.

The shadow once stolen by the Mirror God had returned, no longer feeling strange and weak inside and out.

A similar scene occurred with the Hundred-Refined Phoenix Queen, the Ginseng Marshal, and the Spicy Demon Emperor.

In the fierce battle of the gods, they tried countless times to catch the Mirror God.

But the Mirror God was keenly perceptive and agile, making it difficult to capture him, let alone inflict heavy wounds or kill.

This sudden reinforcements... so strong!

Not only were they individually powerful, but their cooperation was also highly coordinated, as if they had preemptively seen through the Mirror God’s moves, ultimately achieving victory as effortlessly as sweeping away fallen leaves.

"It’s you!"

The Eighteen-Winged Angelic Canon, calming his breath, his pupils shrank:

"I haven’t heard news of you for a long time, I even suspected you were already dead at the hands of the evil gods..."

"I was in seclusion, taking the final step."

Ye Hanjun stared directly at the Eighteen-Winged Angelic Canon.

To this day, he feared no deity’s true form, the rule that gods could not be gazed upon would never threaten him.

"Netherworld Drought, Primordial Thunder Venerate, Pure Frog Ancestor..."

The Eighteen-Winged Angelic Canon glanced around, eyes lighting up with renewed hope, the weariness quickly fading:

"With you here, the heavens and ten thousand races still have hope, the hope of a comeback!"

"Delusional!"

A depraved deity named "Rotten Leg" sneered sinisterly:

"The mirror was stupid and talked too much, did you really think it was the undisputed leader of the evil gods here?"

"Look at us brothers, who really obeyed him? He could only command a few Fallen; killing him makes our ears quieter."

"Hehehehe..."

One figure took root in the ruins, resembling tree roots, a Calamity God named "Calamity Root."

He and another entity resembling a placenta, suspected of nurturing an evil lifeform inside, "Calamity Fetus," watched coldly,

"Human Crown Rank? We recently ate one called ’Life-or-Death Fortune Teller,’ not very tasty."

"You look even skinnier than him, but your divine power is stronger, perhaps eating you would give us a boost."

"State your name!"

The Mad Flea God spoke, his voice fierce and filled with malice:

"One Crown and Three Gods, you can’t be a nobody among the Human Race!

"The Great King told us to watch out for Human Crown Ranks, but so far we’ve found no one worth a second glance, all trash!

"You, you seem different!"

"But to come here making such a fuss to die, we’ll surely grant your wish!"

"Let’s start with the contract deity at your side, eating them bite by bite in front of you. Your despair and pain should be delicious..."

The Mad Flea God—licked his mouthparts, his face full of greed!

Ye Hanjun’s eyes were icy, his voice even colder: