The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1198 - 458: Seven Sins Demon God, The Shadow of the Past_2

"There’s a wall behind us, no way out, only one choice left to us—forward."

"We don’t know what awaits us ahead, but as per the original plan, if we encounter an insurmountable danger, everyone must close in on me."

"Big Tadpole, have you tried it? Can the Deep Red Ring activate here?" asked the armor that GuaGua transformed into, curious.

"There’s interference from the Demon God’s aura, no stability from the outside."

"But with a few more tries, it will definitely activate."

Ye Hanjun responded with certainty.

"That’s good, with this trump card, we are invincible!"

The audacious GuaGua immediately began pondering the upcoming adventures in its head.

"Sss!"

Suddenly, a beam of purple light brightened the path ahead.

The bloodline marks from the Seven Sins Demon God on Aegifura and Aegi Mogo’s foreheads lit up simultaneously.

Even the Whip of Lust burst into magnificent beams of light, resonating with everything in the environment.

"The magical artifact is urging us to move on..."

Aegifura turned her head and whispered a reminder.

"Let’s go."

Ye Hanjun didn’t feel anything amiss and continued advancing forward, maintaining a defensive formation.

And just as they started moving, it seemed as if terrifying evil beasts were lunging out from behind.

The path they had traveled was immediately swallowed by endless darkness, leaving behind an insurmountable wall.

"Roar! We’ve finally reached the end!"

"King of Pride, what do we do next? How should we activate this massive altar?"

The booming voice of the King of Rage could vaguely be heard.

Ye Hanjun accelerated, switching from walking to running and then leaped toward the most dazzling source of purple light.

"Whoosh~"

The monotonous scenery quietly flipped, revealing a new world, vast and magnificent.

In the center, a super gigantic altar over ten thousand meters in diameter was covered with complex formation patterns and circuits of blood.

The positions connecting to the outer circle—gold, green, red, grey, blue, cyan, purple—seven colored pathways like seven thick blood vessels, critical for energy transmission within the entire formation.

By now, the King of Pride, King of Rage, King of Envy, King of Greed, and King of Gluttony had all arrived.

Even the lazy Kuku Da stood at the end of a pathway, her face full of surprise as she surveyed the altar.

Ye Hanjun was the last to arrive—

But it was not due to their slow pace; this place seemed to have specific rules. Lust is the seventh sin and belongs at the bottom; arriving first might disrupt some form of intangible balance.

"Good, Fula has also arrived, the seven bloodlines have gathered, all preconditions have been met."

"What we do next is simple, the stele here clearly states that the Seven Sins Demon Spawn must stand in the middle of the formation, then inserting the seven magical artifacts into their corresponding positions will initiate the ritual."

Yuwen Nai took the lead, overtaking the others, stepping into the formation’s perimeter.

Thus, the innermost golden ring of the giant formation lit up instantly.

Seeing him dare so boldly and without triggering any danger,

Yidong Temple followed close behind, igniting a green ring upon entry.

The third group entering was no longer just one demon.

The entire clan of the King of Wrath poured out, all the survivors participating in the ritual, a total of eight Primordial Dragon Demons charged into the formation in mighty strides.

Their corresponding color was deep red, the third ring shining bright as a pearl.

"Hurry up, hurry up~~"

Kuku Da, carrying a pillow, lit up the grey ring.

"The revelry is about to begin, are we going to see the Ancestor’s residual image? Could we possibly awaken the Ancestor’s residual consciousness?"

Zhuang Lingspring and Zhuang Chuan Xia, leading thirteen Primordial Ruling Demons, walked into the formation at a leisurely pace.

Upon lighting up the blue ring, King of Gluttony, Tao Tieze, appeared standing in his specific spot with a flash of cyan light.

"Mommy, I’m so excited!"

"The Ancestor’s energy must be delicious!"

The young Primordial Devouring Demon hidden inside the mouth expressed its craving openly.

"Clack!"

Aegifura and Aegi Mogo stepped into the formation, one after another.

They lit up the last purple ring, and now—Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, Lust—the seven bloodlines were united!

"Present the magical artifacts! Accept the Ancestor’s sanctification!"

The unflappable Yuwen Nai raised a golden seal and slammed it into a recessed pit.

Yidong Temple, Mai Erxun, Kuku Da, Zhuang Lingspring, Tao Tieze, Aegifura locked onto different-shaped pits and inserted their artifacts in sequence.

"Boom!!"

After nearly two hundred thousand years, the ancient formation that had existed since the Ancient Era finally awoke from its eternal slumber.

Instantly, the ground shook and the walls crumbled.

Ye Hanjun, outside the formation, suddenly felt a prick in his brow, as his Spirits began to sound an alarm.

"This isn’t right, there’s a problem!"

"According to Bana, their predecessors paid a terrible price to extract the magical artifacts. How could the process of returning them be so easy?"

"Big Tadpole, could this be a trap?"

GuaGua got nervous and discussed in secret:

"I haven’t felt any threats yet..."

"But Big Tadpole’s Super Spirituality is rarely wrong. It’s better to be wary than sorry..."

"Clang!!"

Sword Thunder Child slammed onto the ground, erecting ten layers of lightning barriers, forcibly protecting Ye Hanjun and GuaGua.

Beside them, Mu Yi seemed at ease but was pinching a corpse finger, ready to switch to a ghostly form at any moment.

"This chilling sensation... is it from a Demon God? Has the Demon God’s residual consciousness awakened?!"

The other Alien Race Demon Kings outside the formation each convulsed and trembled, some falling prostrate, some kneeling.