The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1238 - 472: Ancient Emblem God·Wine Cup Pattern

The Myriad Beasts Pattern held the Goddess Ba in high esteem.

Its every word, every adjective, was imbued with the glory that once belonged solely to the Hanba Clan in the ancient times.

Hearing this, Ye Hanjun silently summoned Mu Yi.

At the same time, he released from the Hell’s cage all such beings as the Buddhist chants, the morning dew, Yang Qi, Lie Xinxin... all set free.

"I’ve seen the deities of the Totem Tribe."

Mu Yi greeted simply, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hmm? I seem to have seen you... Are you the third divine general under Goddess Ba?"

The Myriad Beasts Pattern abruptly withheld its flow of speech.

Due to old age, its sagging eyelids strained to widen, and its slit-like pupils expanded entirely.

"Yes." Mu Yi nodded, muttering:

"I have no memory of my senior. May I ask where and when you have seen me?"

"Merely a glance from afar, nothing more."

The Myriad Beasts Pattern shook its head, continuing with a sigh:

"The Hanba Clan is truly commendable."

"Although your lineage advances in epochs rather than years,"

"Correspondingly, the principles involved in your cultivation include the Tao of Longevity, ensuring that as long as there is no premature death, not every Fetus of Divine Enthronement may necessarily outlast you."

"The senior flatters me."

Mu Yi stood straight, as calm as ever.

"But... it’s quite unexpected that you possess a Divinity. This has greatly surprised me."

"To infer from this, all the Divinities of the Nether in the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds have been brought under the control of the Hanba Clan. One bloodline, three seals, monopolized by one clan, another commendable feat worthy of being passed down through ages."

The Myriad Beasts Pattern discriminated whilst speaking to the Thousand Beasts Pattern with a smile:

"Zhe Yu, perhaps you two could become good friends."

"One is the future head of the Totem Tomb, the other is the future overlord of the Solar Abyss. Between you two, there might come a time of shared hardship."

"Why would the Father God say such a thing?"

Zhe Yu’s tripod body emitted a phosphorescence, its tone quite serious as it asked:

"I believe that my tribe, which is not fond of warfare, would not easily form an alliance with any Divine Clan."

"Once an alliance is formed, especially in with the Hanba Clan, no matter how vast the All Heavens are, how many forces that can resist the enshrining power are there really?"

"Ha ha."

The Myriad Beasts Pattern laughed aloud, expressing openly:

"From your perspective, indeed it is so."

"Unfortunately, the All Heavens are not as simple as you imagine."

"We are but caged beasts, even if unmatched within our cage, outside the cage... it’s like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"?"

Zhe Yu’s spiritual fluctuations, like wing-fluttering fireflies, lightly resonated a hue of bewilderment.

As a direct descendant of the Myriad Beasts Pattern, it seemed unaware of the hidden secrets of the divine upper world.

But the Myriad Beasts Pattern was different, almost knowing the Goddess Ba like the back of its hand!

"I didn’t expect the senior hibernating in the Totem Tomb to see through the predicament our clan faces so clearly."

The Buddhist chant paid respect and took a deep breath, asked seriously:

"As the Ancestor approached sealing, he mentioned a vow he had with you and commanded us to head for the Totem Tomb."

"We have now arrived as instructed, please enlighten us, senior!"

"Vows... Such a nostalgic term."

The Myriad Beasts Pattern’s gaze seemed in an instant to traverse endless seas and fields:

"I didn’t think that before I fell, I would live to see the day that the oath is fulfilled..."

"My Totem Clan came into being in this epoch, it seems that it was the right timing, entangled with cause and effect in the cycle..."

"..."

Mu Yi, the Buddhist chant, the morning dew, Yang Qi... including Ye Hanjun, Ye Liuying, Mang Hao, waited quietly for what followed.

Zhe Yu did the same, its temperament somewhat like Mu Yi’s – aloof, hardly swayed by the external world.

The Myriad Beasts Pattern said faintly:

"In the Second Epoch of the Ancient Era, amongst many of the Emblem Spirits, I attained divine path, thus becoming the first Emblem Divine Spirit since the beginning of Ancient Cosmos."

"However, the conflicts between races then were even more fierce than now, whether between clans or individuals, everywhere were scenes of rivers of blood."

"And as I was not adept at fighting, I had no possibility of one-on-one victory over other gods to be enshrined."

"To protect the following Emblem Spirits, I seriously considered searching for allies."

"Goddess Ba was not my choice, as she was already renowned in the First Epoch, contending for the top five, even top three figures to be enshrined, and I was simply not eligible to cooperate with her as an equal."

"During one chance, as I lay gravely wounded on the brink of death, I was fortuitously rescued by Goddess Ba, barely saving my life."

The Myriad Beasts Pattern’s voice paused for a moment, then suddenly touched its throat, where a gold light was reviving:

"At that time, I owed a great debt of gratitude."

"But this was not a part of the vow; actually, the real vow established with Goddess Ba involved another divine spirit."

"Sizzle!!"

The gold light surged violently, the old figure that the Myriad Beasts Pattern had transformed into suddenly opened its mouth wide, and from the depths of its tongue, a golden bead floated up, shining bright gold light all around.

"Boom!"

The golden bead exploded, its fragments reconstituting in the air, and within an instant, a gold and silver spiral-twisted wine cup floated arrogantly in mid-air, resonating with the natural illusions of bird-song and floral fragrance.

"What is this?"

Zhe Yu, with a heart like calm water, was slightly surprised.

Mu Yi, whose demeanor was undisturbed, furrowed his brows slightly.

The gold and silver wine cup was not a genuine vessel, unrelated to the Beast Soldiers.

Its underlying logic was "Rune", in other words, this was a mysterious Rune, one which had never appeared within the Totem Tomb.

"Gong, are you about to die?"

"No, not quite, still clinging to this wretched life..."

"There are life fluctuations of Alien Races, humans... and... Hanba?"

The wine cup spun about, its body suddenly opened a pair of eyes the size of mung beans, one eye fixing on the Myriad Beasts Pattern, the other locking onto Mu Yi.