The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 738 - 305: Infinite Labyrinth_2

"In the New Era, there has been no sighting report of this demon creature being active in the Ghost Lamp Abyss or any other abyss for a long time. It’s highly probable that they have gone extinct..."

Ye Hanjun introduced slowly, his eyes revealing contemplation:

"These beings actually do not possess powerful combat skills."

"But once they swallow their prey, the prey enters their belly and gets trapped within the ’Infinite Maze’."

"This is the racial skill they rely on, said to be extremely close to the limit, entailing not only spatial confinement but also the power of the Illusion System."

"Of course, that is not the most troublesome part."

"The real difficulty is, the labyrinth that can forcibly devour us has surely ascended to the state of Unlimited Foetus."

"Surpassing a major rank above us, our chances of breaking out of the maze and escaping to safety are infinitely slim."

"Is this the ’Disaster that came out of nowhere’ for the Lord?"

Huazhu gazed steadily at Ye Hanjun, voicing with awe:

"The more one reaches dangerous regions, the likelier one is to die unforeseen."

"Just upon entering the tomb, we have encountered such a plight. The days to come will inevitably present even greater and more difficult obstacles."

"Are you afraid, Huazhu?"

Ye Hanjun asked with a faint smile, suddenly inquiring.

"Afraid."

Huazhu nodded, affirming:

"Those who dwell in the world of the living, if they harbor no fear of death, what’s the point of discussing life?"

"Even if I face failure at the Gate of Life and Death each day, with false deaths no less than five thousand times, I still revere life."

"Yet I am also deeply aware that after every harrowing ordeal, there comes a rebirth akin to a phoenix rising from the ashes."

"To grow stronger, to accompany the Lord until the end, I will not stop. Even through mountains of knives and seas of fire, I will forge ahead."

"Good."

Ye Hanjun’s fingertips brushed across Huazhu’s golden hair, his expression holding a moment of lament.

The frail little witch from long ago had unknowingly grown capable of standing on her own.

Compared to GuaGua, Mo, Absolute String, Goose Immortal, and Aegifura, Huazhu was always the one silently giving, silently accompanying.

Ye Hanjun didn’t need endless communication; a simple guide was all it took for her to resolutely carry out all the orders he issued.

"Lord, what should we do now? Shall we explore the maze?" Huazhu asked.

"No." Ye Hanjun gathered his thoughts and sat cross-legged on the rocky ground:

"Blind exploration will only hasten the drain of physical strength, playing right into the demon’s hands."

"Even though there is no food here, no water, and the place is filled with repetitive forks in the road."

"However, if you think about it, there is no need to worry about other monsters suddenly emerging. This place is actually a rare spot for rest, perfectly suitable for me to adjust my condition."

As he spoke, all the marks on his body lit up.

The first to leap out of the Contract Space was GuaGua, the little fellow who had been locked up for three days and was already anxious.

It bumped into Ye Hanjun’s embrace, sniffing here, looking there, and upon seeing his wounds healed, it gradually became livelier.

"Big Tadpole, what exactly happened?"

"I think I saw a huge, huge, huge White Crow, even bigger than those divine creatures, swallowing all of the fire in one breath!"

GuaGua’s bright, shimmering eyes widened as it played with the water and asked.

Next to it was Goose Immortal, still featherless.

Three days flashed by, and even with the restorative effects of the Contract Space, it wasn’t enough for its iron feathers to grow back and return to prime condition.

"I saw it too."

"At the last moment, when the glass barrier cracked, the size of that White Crow was unimaginably huge."

The Goose Immortal, looking like a defeated rooster standing on the ground, smacked its lips and muttered:

"It’s absurd, it clearly has the standard shape of avian creatures, but I can’t muster any fondness for it."

"The bloodline of that White Crow is definitely not even slightly related to ’Heaven’. Could it be an ancient evil breed harbored within Mo’s body?"

"I remember, in that prayer of yours, there was mention of the ’vessel of Disaster’. Surely Mo isn’t influenced by it, which is why he longs for pain so much?"

"I don’t know either."

Ye Hanjun said, looking down towards one inch below his left collarbone.

The pale mimicry of the White Crow was lit, but the Mo inside could not be summoned.

A similar situation was happening on the back of his left hand, where seven green string marks were alight, but also unresponsive.

"Mo is likely digesting the power of calamity left by the ’Killer Cannon’ due to the White Crow, in a special state of digestion."

"Absolute String... having failed to comprehend the music in the Deep Black Wheel, and having witnessed the extraordinary spectacle as the Clock of the Era struck, as well as the blast from the Killer Cannon, she is likely affected, entrapped in a state of understanding, unwilling to be disturbed..."

"Quack..."

GuaGua, tilting its head, showed a human-like look of contemplation.

The only impatient one was Aegifura, who was irritably summoned and, after listening to a bunch of incomprehensible words, felt truly annoyed.

"I say... what on earth are you all muttering about?"

"And where is this? Why is it so desolate, without a trace of vitality?"

"We are trapped."

Huazhu explained the current situation with a calm tone.

GuaGua’s eyes immediately lit up, looking eager to try:

"A maze? That sounds fun!"

"If the others can’t find a way out, maybe I can!"

"Tch, this hits the blind spot of this Immortal."

Sometimes Goose Immortal would act tough, and at other times, it would outright give up: