dognovel Chapter 1246 - 474: Mu Yi... Is About to be Enthroned?_3
Chapter 1246 - 474: Mu Yi... Is About to be Enthroned?_3
At this moment, Zhe Yu, whose spiritual fluctuations greatly reversed, also revealed a hint of killing intent:
"The foundation of the Totem Tomb is actually shaking... Has the Fetus of God Sealing come knocking?"
"But why... The passages to the outside world from my Totem Tomb are set up in the Totem Ancient City, which is currently flourishing. The nine great mysteries have not detected any danger; everything was fine... How did the enemy find the coordinates?"
Baffled and unable to figure it out, Zhe Yu’s soul world felt as if it was struck by a heavy hammer, his thoughts entwined and confusion hard to unravel.
Suddenly, the spiritual fluctuation of the Myriad Beasts Pattern, with the speed of lightning, illuminated nearby:
"Something big has happened, Zhe Yu, the Ye Family’s little one, hurry to the Mirror Arena."
"Whoosh!"
A Saint-ranked Rune adept in the way of space emerged, opening a small wormhole, its purpose self-evident.
Ye Hanjun, with his heart pounding furiously, forcibly recalled Aegifura and Lan Qixiong, then ran to the vicinity of the Arena of Ten Thousand Beasts to recall Goose Immortal and Huazhu.
Then, he took GuaGua and entered the wormhole, and came out from the other end.
And then, an unforgettable scene unexpectedly entered his sight—
"Boom!!"
In a certain area of the Totem Tomb, runes clinging to the walls all collapsed fled; none were left behind.
In the chaos of dust flying and stones bombarding, a Rune Formation covering tens of thousands of hectares blinked out, like losing its energy source, all beams of light extinguished.
"Bang!!"
Space shattered, the void squirmed, and the world catchable by the naked eye seemed to have demons traversing through time and space, suddenly revealing a gaping maw.
But through this crack between reality and illusion in space, Ye Hanjun saw, standing on a fragmented arena, that by its side the bandages surged like agitated vines, their tips condensing into spears, their bloodthirsty killing intent overwhelming.
And on his opposite bank, those numerous fallen bodies, how similar were they to him?
This was the "Mirror Arena," a rune formation that replicates the original body, contending with the body itself.
However, at this moment, the formation, stable since ancient times, had collapsed, the beings inside facing the slashing of spatial fragments, their bodies marked with cuts, blood gushing like torrents.
But he remained motionless, forever turning his back to all beings.
"Pfft!"
Ye Hanjun clutched his chest, violently spewing a mouthful of congealed blood.
The moment he set foot here he felt something was amiss, inexplicably, his internal qi and blood thrown into chaos, his organs beyond his control.
This was the strange sensation of ascending to the rank of Saint, never before experienced.
In the midst of this, a force seemed to want to tear apart his soul, yet another force protected it.
Such a tug of war, going back and forth several times, his physical strength surprisingly depleted, making it difficult even to stand steadily.
"Big Tadpole, what... what exactly is happening?"
GuaGua, using its tiny body to support Ye Hanjun, treated him while showing anxious eyes.
Big Tadpole’s condition was absolutely abnormal!
Skin to skin, it could precisely sense, the chaos inside Ye Hanjun was like a stirred pot of porridge, cracks splitting open his body, then healed by hidden energy in the Flesh Furnace and Soul Spring.
"Mu Yi... is going to become a deity..."
"Our contract... has suddenly become unstable..."
Ye Hanjun said, nearly faint, sweating profusely.
"How could this be? Big Tadpole is at the ninth rank, and Grandpa Muyi, trying to ascend to the tenth rank as the Fetus of God Sealing, shouldn’t he follow the iron rule that the ’Patron and the Fond Spirit must be at equal ranks’?"
GuaGua’s face whitened, flustered said:
"Our original conjecture needing Big Tadpole to first ascend to Crown Rank... surely can’t be wrong?"
"But this shouldnt be happening. There’s nothing more fantastical than this in the world, no Saint is bound by a True God; this doesn’t align with the precepts of the Path of Spirit Control, no one has ever achieved it..."
"Rustle rustle~~~"
The projection of the Myriad Beasts Pattern suddenly appeared beside, its ancient gaze directed at the shattered Rune Formation, with an exceptionally heavy tone:
"The judgement of the little Ye Family child is not wrong, the Hanba named ’Mu Yi’ is undergoing the process of Divine Enthronement."
"To be honest, I did not expect it to be this soon, hearing your words, he ascended to Half-Step Deity, possessing divinity, not long ago."
"Perhaps he’s truly suited to this bloodline and, stimulated by immense pressure, forcibly catalyzed the refinement and integration of the divinity."
"But... a Saint truly cannot bond through a contract with a deity."
"Normally, because of the binding of the contract, Mu Yi should get stuck just one step before reaching divinity; a Patron not achieving Crown Rank can definitely not prove the Dao."
"At this node, humans and Fond Spirits cannot abandon their Contractual Relationship; attempting to find loopholes, such as first dissolving the contract to allow the Fond Spirit to achieve divinity, thinking that even if he could not reach Crown Rank in the future, the Clan will have the Fetus of God Sealing at its core—this act is cutting off one’s own path."
"Once done, the original potential divine Fond Spirit will suffer extreme backlash."
"Not only unable to take the final step but also the flesh and soul will suffer irreversible damage, causing it to forever be stuck at the Half-Step Deity stage, never truly merging with divinity... There have been such beings in history, their blood warning future generations."
The elderly figure transformed from Myriad Beasts Pattern, wrinkles clustering together, profoundly puzzled:
"What exactly triggered such causality between the little Ye Family child and the acting Clan Leader of the Hanba Clan?"
"Is it that Mu Yi, driven by an extreme faith, passively breaks the contract, daring to forcefully prove his divine path?"
"Or is there an unknown possibility in holding Dual Authority, especially since the Ye Family little one has already evaded the surveillance of Heavenly Dao, the iron rule of maintaining equal Rank... does a loophole exist in him?"
The doubts of the Myriad Beasts Pattern—certainly no beings could answer.
In the deathly still silence where no one dared to breathe, within the chaotic shattered space, Mu Yi, with his back to all beings, stood like a stone sculpture, regardless of how he was called, not a single response could be elicited.