Ascension

Mu Yi's attribute panel looks brand new.

Ye Hanjun has something he doesn't understand, so he asks Wanshouwen earnestly:

"The supreme being of the Totem Clan, the source of the True God's control over the Chaos Seal, there is no longer any division of rank such as Void Induction, Minor Accomplishment, Great Accomplishment, or Perfection, and they are all considered a whole."

"And the skills originally corresponding to the Chaos Spiritual Pattern have lost the concept of 'pattern'."

"Before, I didn't dare to be ambitious and ask too many questions. Now that Mu Yi has become a god, I want to know the secrets in detail. I hope senior will not be stingy."

Hearing this, Foge, Chaolu, Yangqi... a group of fanatical drought demons all turned their heads and stared at the phantom body of Wanshouwen.

Wan Shou Wen stroked his beard, looked around with the eyes of a junior, and said with a smile:

"When you reach the realm of true gods, with the foundation of godhood, even the weakest skills have the power to overturn mountains and seas. Naturally, it is incomparable."

"In this realm, 'lower god level' is used to interpret all conventional skills."

"The skills that were originally unable to reach their limits, after undergoing the transformation of the Conferred God and being crowned as 'Lower God', the True God can also adjust them, making them stronger or weaker as he pleases."

“But the ‘God-level’ is different.”

"In principle, the upper god level is equivalent to "unparalleled". "

"Those who surpass all the heroes in the Supreme Saint stage, those with outstanding talents, and those who have achieved the Dao and become gods, can often immediately transform into skills at the upper god level."

"With this skill, you can widen the gap between gods."

"Little kid from the Ye family, you seem to have the power of 'identification'. Have you ever seen how many supernatural skills the second ancestor of the Hanba tribe has?"

Ye Hanjun thought about it and felt that this data might very well be important information about the True God. If it were leaked casually, it would not be friendly to Mu Yi.

But then he thought again, the height of the Hanba tribe is no longer something that ordinary gods can reach, so there is no need to worry about ordinary threats.

What's more, to this day, they have a very close relationship with the totem tomb and can be said to be grasshoppers on the same rope.

It's not a bad idea to reveal some secrets, as it can boost morale and gain key intelligence.

Ye Hanjun then said:

"Senior, Mu Yi has just been deified and has mastered two supreme divine skills."

"Two? Huh?"

The smiling Wanshouwen's hand, which was stroking his beard, froze in mid-air.

Instantly, the beard seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could no longer be stroked.

“Two…hahaha…two…”

"Doesn't this mean that He is in control of two unrivaled powers at the Saint Beast stage?"

Wanshouwen grinned as if he was laughing, but his expression looked like he was crying. He twisted his body this way and that, and finally sighed:

"Such a fierce and vigorous person, I can only sigh that I am inferior to him."

"Thinking back to the time when I first became a god, I didn't have a single divine skill."

"I have practiced till today and lived for so many years, but I have only mastered one. It is really difficult for me to comprehend the second one."

"The second ancestor of the Hanba tribe had two right away..."

“Although he is a new god, his combat power must be ranked among the top among the gods. The experience of the goddess Ba who was invincible in the ancient universe will probably be repeated in him in the new universe…”

Wanshouwen, who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, leaned on his cane and bowed earnestly to Muyi:
"Although I am an elder, I also believe in the truth that the strong are respected."

"Mister Muyi, from now on, I will address you as my equal. In my lifetime, I sincerely hope that the reputation of the Hanba tribe will once again shock all the tribes in the heavens."

Mu Yi lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice:

"You don't need to be polite, Totem Tribe's Supreme. The alliance between our tribes is no different from the relationship between brothers."

"Since we are brothers, we can discard the red tape. I don't care about it."

"OK!"

Wanshouwen praised and suddenly asked:

"I would also like to know, when you were just deified, how many "divine mysteries" did you master?"

"The so-called 'mystery of God' is also the key factor in measuring the strength of a true God."

“In the realm of the God-conferring Embryo, the mysteries of the gods and the upper divine skills require great opportunity, great perseverance, and great life and death to have extra possession.”

"However, there is a difference between the mysteries of God and the supreme divine skills. A weak true god may not have supreme divine skills, but as long as he is deified, he must have at least one mystery innately, and behind it is the core law governed by the gods."

"For example, I am in control of the 'Imperial Emblem: Reproduction of All Beasts'. I can imprint the creatures I have seen with my own eyes or imagined in my mind as thumbnails on my body, thereby strengthening my ability values."

“When Zhe Yu attains enlightenment in the future, it will also possess this kind of law. This is the core inheritance of the Thousand Beast Pattern lineage. Unless there is an extreme mutation, it will not be erased.”

Mu Yi nodded and replied:

"The ancestors of my clan have mastered the secrets of "immortality" and "natural plunder". I have inherited both without missing a single one."

"Besides, I follow the Path of Ghosts, so my physique is different."

“I have mastered the third profound truth of attaining the Dao and becoming a god. This is also the reason why I am filled with despair right now.”

"Three innate mysteries?"

Wanshouwen opened his mouth, not knowing how to continue the topic:
"Two supreme gods, three mysteries, among all the new gods of the past, how many can stand shoulder to shoulder with you, and how many can surpass you?"

"Including the one inside me, even in his time, with such a configuration of deification, he could own a vast territory and sweep across the gods with ease... it wouldn't be too difficult."

"In that case, the Solar Abyss can be saved."

Mu Yi doesn't care about worldly evaluations. He only cares about his own abilities and whether he can protect the Hanba tribe from disaster.

So He did not feel any joy, but just thought seriously, and then asked Ye Hanjun:
"Han Jun, do you feel it?"

"Because of the contract, the bond was not broken, but it was also unbalanced."

"My time in the real world is precious. I don't mind if I stay longer, but you seem to be going to suffer a lot..."

"Well, this is indeed a problem that cannot be ignored..."

Ye Hanjun nodded heavily and took a deep breath.

Mu Yi's attribute panel is extremely luxurious.

But the "contractual relationship" appears "unstable".

As a product of the extension of bonds, the two labels of "limited existence" and "limited activity" make people feel wary no matter how they look at them.

After a brief search, Ye Hanjun confirmed that—

The deified Mu Yi can be summoned, but as long as he leaves the contract space, he will become a burden to Ye Hanjun.

That is to say, within each health cycle, Mu Yi's battle is time-limited.

If the battle proves unsuccessful after a long time, either Ye Hanjun will be dragged to the brink of death, or the contract will be completely broken, and the human and god will be separated.

Similarly, the Furnace of Flesh and Blood, the Source of Souls, the Grant from the King of Hell...these enhanced powers cannot be linked to Mu Yi for the time being.

The relationship between Ye Hanjun and him is like a silk thread. It is a miracle if they can be connected. Expecting too much will only lead to disaster.

"It looks so tricky..."

Little Guagua rubbed Ye Hanjun's neck and comforted him:

"But don't be discouraged. In principle, we still need to develop in a low-key manner. It's enough for Grandpa Mu Yi, who is so powerful, to show off his skills occasionally and solve urgent problems!"

"That's it!"

The Goose Master, who was both admired and inspired, commented:
"Who would have thought that a human patron would be bound to the fetus of a deity?"

"Let alone a few minutes, even in a second, the Holy King would be reduced to ashes."

"This is the ultimate killer weapon, specially designed to kill fat meat!"

“Although I am eager to prove my truth myself, since Mu Yi has reached the top first, it would be a pleasant sight to see how he kills the gods, and it is worth learning from!”

As soon as the Goose Immortal's voice fell, Foge and Chaolu, who had long been unable to hold back their excitement, exuded a desolate and blazing aura, and shouted loudly:

"New ancestor of the Hanba tribe! When will you conquer the Solar Abyss?!"

"The cruel Yuan Shen bullied my Sun Abyss because there is no god guarding it. Poor Crimson must have lost a lot of essence in order to stop the gods. The day of conferring the gods will be postponed again!"

"I beg the new ancestor to return to his homeland and wash away the shame of our race with the blood of God!"

Hearing this, Yang Qi and Shi Ju also shouted:

"I beg the new ancestor to return to his homeland and wash away the shame of our race with the blood of God!"

"Suck--"

Mu Yi's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife.

He stopped chatting and asked Wanshouwen directly:

"May I ask the ancient elven god of the elven tomb when he will arrive at the totem tomb?"

"If you don't come again, I will snipe your soul. Although it's not a sure thing, I will do it without hesitation."

"almost."

Wanshouwen raised his fingers, calculated for a few seconds, and murmured, "According to the time, He will definitely arrive in five days at the latest."

"I cannot go out for this battle, so you two will work together. One of you is extremely powerful but has a time limit, which can make up for the other one who is in peak condition but has average combat power... With the two gods working together, the crisis of the Solar Abyss can be easily resolved."

"hope so."

Mu Yi took the initiative to walk towards Ye Hanjun. Ye Hanjun no longer hesitated and quickly took Him back into the contract space.

Just during this conversation, he felt as if a mountain of 100,000 tons was pressing down on his shoulders. His arms and thighs were trembling, and his soul was cramping. He could not calm down for a moment.

However, as soon as the forced recovery light was released, Mu Yi's divine fluctuations merged into the void. Ye Hanjun recovered and gradually realized that his condition was improving.

"Huh, a saint is responsible for the Conferred Godship... the pressure is too great."

"I want to take a nap. Call me after five days..."

Ye Hanjun was not shy and just lay down on the ground.

The thoughtful Gua Gua immediately turned into a beautiful little princess bed. With a gust of wind, Ye Hanjun was swallowed into the bed curtain, and both his sound and breath suddenly stopped.

"Get ready, the war of gods is coming!"

Foge waved his hand with great momentum.

"Hey, I'm ready!"

Chaolu licked her lips and said excitedly:

"I have waited too long for this day, ancestor, the Destroying Fist... God will not destroy my Hanba clan, and my clan will be deified again!"

"Brother Shi Qiong, hold on!"

"We will be back in a few days. The scenes you have never witnessed and the scenes you have been waiting for from the bottom of your heart will all appear before your eyes one by one!"

……

The fifth day came quietly.

Ye Hanjun opened his eyes and sensed something. Although he did not feel refreshed, he was able to move freely.

"Where are the others, Great Immortal?" Ye Hanjun asked Gua Gua.

"The big iron geese can't wait any longer. They are nestling at the entrance of the totem tomb, waiting for the spirit god together."

Gua Gua turned back into his original form and answered in a baby voice.

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

Ye Hanjun swallowed a spiritual medicine, then held Gua Gua and passed through the transmission channel of the space rune.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, ripples appeared in the space above his head, and Zhe Yu's corresponding Thousand Beast Pattern Dharma Body was the first to emerge from it.

It does not have the structure of a human face and cannot provide insight into mood changes from micro-expressions.

But Ye Hanjun instinctively raised his eyebrows. Zhe Yu, who was always plain and serious, was emitting a mental fluctuation that was actually... anger?
What happened? It's only been five days. What happened?
Hiding his curiosity, Ye Hanjun quietly shrank into the corner, staying in the shadows, his presence sharply reduced.

"Zhe Yu, why are you angry?"

The phantom body of Wan Beast Pattern appeared in the air and slowly floated towards Zhe Yu with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Elf Tomb... it's too much bullying!"

"Father God, listen to what they say. Even someone as good-tempered as you will certainly get angry."

"Oh?"

Wanshouwen frowned and waited patiently for all the creatures behind Zheyu to arrive.

Ye Hanjun noticed that it was a round magic weapon with an exaggerated shape, several hundred meters in diameter, inlaid with rare large-space magic stones in the world, so as to accommodate the temporary stay of high-level creatures.

With a click, the magic weapon opened eight holes, and about twenty elves, some riding on flying birds, some controlling wind blades, landed on the ground showing their magical powers.

"Greetings to the Supreme Being of Totem Tomb! Long live the Supreme Being!"

The elves of the Elf Tomb bowed down and paid homage to the Beast Pattern.

They are indeed as the rumors say, the men are extremely handsome and the women are as gentle as water, all of them are natural handsome men and beautiful women.

Among them, the one with green hair is suspected to control the laws of plants, the one with white hair is suspected to control the power of ice, and the one with red hair is suspected to control the power of fire...

But - there are only two hands and two feet in total, why are half of them not even the Holy Fetus?
As for those who have reached the level of Supreme Saint, they are often Supreme Saint Void Induction or Supreme Saint Minor Achievement.

Only the elven woman in the lead had golden left eye and red right eye, and her hair was of different colors falling on both sides, one side was as bright as the holy sun, and the other side was as hot as a raging fire. The temperature of a small area nearby rose because of her.

——This is a "spiritual boy" who is extremely holy and perfect and possesses divinity.

After Ye Hanjun made this comment, his expression gradually became colder.

"I am Lingdan, the seventh spirit boy under the throne of the ancient elves. I have come to see the supreme master of the totem tribe."

"Where is Ling Yi? Where is He?"

Wanshouwen put away his amiable look, and his weathered pupils reflected a dangerous light. His tone was very light, seemingly asking questions, but actually he was holding people accountable.

"Reporting to the Supreme of the Totem Clan, after careful consideration, the ancestor of our clan still believes that it is too risky to cooperate with the Totem Tomb."

"Based on various considerations, He hopes that you will express more sincerity."

“I heard that the Totem Tomb hides a 100,000-year-old divine medicine. If it can be given to the Spirit Tomb, Spirit Ancestor is willing to help no matter how many concerns he has.”

"Humph!"

Wanshouwen stomped his cane and said angrily:
"What a great Ling Yi, daring to ask for such a high price at the critical moment?"

"Did my race fail to show sincerity? Could it be that the ancient knowledge I shared is of no benefit to the elves?"

"The Supreme Being has misunderstood."

Lingdan half-knelt on the ground, without looking up, and said calmly:
"The Supreme Being and my Elf Tomb naturally have a good friendship."

"The entire Elf Tomb welcomes the Emblem's Favored Spirits. This is an indisputable fact."

"But... the Totem Clan does not have the ability to fight head-on after all."

"If I, Elf Tomb, gamble my entire future and cooperate with the Supreme, it would be fine if everything goes smoothly. But if I fail, the bloodline that Elf Tomb has passed down to this day with great difficulty will probably disappear from the face of the earth."

"Hehehe..."

Wanshouwen laughed out loud, and said sarcastically and disdainfully:
"I have always regarded Ling Yi as a junior to whom I can confide my heart and soul."

"His father and I were friends in the ancient universe. I promised to take care of his descendants."

"Why? You've attained the path to godhood, and your ego has inflated?"

"This cooperation is extremely important. They promised verbally but then went back on their word. Such evil behavior really chills my heart!"

"Feel sorry."

There was no trace of guilt on Lingdan's face. Even though the divine fluctuations of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pattern pressed down on her head, she held her tongue and finished her words:
"Supreme Master of the Totem Clan, I hope you will seriously consider our clan's position."

"My clan is not Hui, but Ya. Occupying one of the five tombs means we are facing fierce competition."

"Besides, my clan has not reached the level of a god."

"The Totem Clan has the Thousand Beast Pattern Zhe Yu, which is destined to be deified. With it, you have nothing to worry about."

"But what about my Elf Tomb? If the Spirit Ancestor takes a wrong step, the tribe will lose its title of God. How long can the accumulated foundation of the Elf Clan withstand it? You can't ignore these realistic problems."

"roll!"

Wanshouwen raised his cane, and a hurricane hit, blowing away all the elves:
"Why are we talking about these issues now, not earlier or later?"

"My Totem tribe sought out the Elf tribe only because of our past friendship."

"This journey is indeed full of risks, but do you see the opportunities behind the risks?"

Boom—the Ten Thousand Beasts Pattern blasted the space magic weapon away.

No matter how many elves came in, they were all driven out of the totem tomb. We didn't want them to stay for even a second.

At the same time, a voice filled with anger followed the cracks and overturned the world:
"Do you really think that my totem tribe is vulnerable?"

"You know that my clan will have a second deification, but you still act so pretentiously..."

"Ling Yi, don't you think about whether there will come a day when my Totem Clan will become an existence that His Elves Clan cannot reach?"

"Youngsters of the elves, I will not embarrass you. Just give Ling Yi my words as they are."

"From today on, the ancient friendship between the Totem Tomb and the Elf Tomb is severed!"

"The spirits of the ordinary emblem will not take the initiative to cause trouble for you, but if they find that you are doing bad things behind your back, the elf tomb that has been passed down from the ancient universe to this day - carefully consider the possibility of destruction! Don't think that with Ling Yi in charge, it is impregnable. Who is he? If it were in the ancient universe, he would have been killed to pieces long ago!"

"boom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the totem tomb's external transmission channel was closed.

The divine fluctuations coming from the Ten Thousand Beasts Pattern were like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping, and finally, with some remaining anger, they slowly dissipated.

"The little kid from the Ye family and the members of the Hanba tribe have made a fool of themselves."

Wanshouwen lowered his head, blaming himself and feeling relieved:
"Fortunately, I did not communicate the key content with Ling Yi."

"He only knows that I want to participate in the war of gods. He has not yet understood the gods above gods, the way of heaven, the supreme gods... and even the goddess of heaven, Ba. He has no way of seizing the opportunity to turn against me." (End of this chapter)