This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

The moment the black banner appeared, Su Zhe's eyes lit up.

Although the black banner looked tattered, the white spirit-guiding cloth at the top was mostly torn, and only two of the seventy-two soul-summoning bells remained. The banner itself was mostly broken, and the banner pole was covered with sword marks.

However, Su Zhe still recognized this classic magical artifact!

"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

That's right, this is the demonic cult's magical artifact!

The Heavenly Demon Sect we visited last time was too utopian, which is why Su Zhe didn't see a single genuine demonic artifact!

Who would believe that the most famous magical artifacts within the Heavenly Demon Sect, one of the four great demonic sects, are actually a spiritual air conditioner that can change the weather and a spiritual tractor that can change the terrain!

Seeing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner now, Su Zhe felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Hehehehe! This junior has some knowledge, actually recognizing my magical artifact!"

A sinister laugh emanated from the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, sounding very villainous!

"Watch out! It's the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls!"

Chen Feng stood by, ready for battle.

His family has a profound academic tradition, far surpassing that of Su Zhe, a half-baked scholar who came from another era.

"The Myriad Souls Banner was a magical artifact of a Soul Refining Demon Lord five thousand years ago. He used the banner to refine ten mortal towns, accommodating millions of souls, and forcibly passed through the Heavenly Tribulation to become a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending Realm..."

Chen Feng spoke with a solemn expression.

In an era before immortals intervened, transcending tribulations was already the pinnacle of combat power.

"So powerful?" Su Zhe exclaimed in surprise.

"Heh heh, little fellow, you know quite a bit! Now that you've seen the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, why don't you quickly kneel down and beg for mercy! This Demon Lord may show you mercy and allow you to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls and become the main souls!"

Behind the black banner, an old man in a black robe, hunched over, slowly emerged. His face, etched with deep lines beneath his hood, revealed a sinister smile.

"The current sect leader of Tianwen Sect killed the Soul Refining Demon Lord and destroyed this evil artifact. Who are you? Why do you control such an evil artifact? Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by all the sects in the world?" Chen Feng continued.

"Heh, I, the Demon Lord, dare to appear at the foot of Tianwen Peak, so why would I fear the entire sect's pursuit?"

As he spoke, the old man in black robes slammed his banner pole heavily on the ground.

The next moment, a visible light wave spread out.

Along with the light waves, countless array patterns spread out, instantly enveloping the entire Zhao family!

"Although the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls is destroyed, the tribulation-crossing artifact can still conceal the secrets of heaven!"

The old man in black robes spoke, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand was filled with black mist. The faint sound of children crying could be heard, filled with resentment, like a demonic sound that pierced the ears. After listening for a while, one would feel a headache coming on and wish to destroy the world.

"Demon Lord? Impossible! You are not the Soul Refining Demon Lord! The Soul Refining Demon Lord perished both body and soul five thousand years ago!"

Chen Feng frowned, his hand already gripping the hilt of the fine steel longsword tightly.

Su Zhe was shocked. When did you start using this broken iron sword? Are you trying to pull out a wooden sword? Are you humming a nursery rhyme your mother used to sing?

  

"Soul Refining Demon Lord? Just an arrogant loser! Remember this, my name is Heaven Refining Demon Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven unleashed his aura!

He was none other than a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining!

In an instant, a cultivation fluctuation that was infinitely close to the Foundation Establishment stage swept through the entire Zhao family!

The entire Zhao family was shaken.

The Zhao family patriarch was shocked and his face was filled with despair. "No wonder he wanted to poison my ancestor. It turns out he was a demon at the half-step Foundation Establishment realm. The Zhao family is in grave danger!"

Beside him, Zhao Ren's face was filled with hope once again.

"Congratulations, Demon Lord, on advancing another step! Once you refine the entire Zhao family into the Myriad Soul Banner and extract the remnant soul of the Zhao family patriarch, Foundation Establishment will be just around the corner!"

Zhao Ren immediately rushed forward, knelt on one knee, and spoke with a fawning expression.

Su Zhe frowned and rubbed his temples.

Too many flaws.

This Heavenly Refining Demon Lord is ridiculously arrogant, even looking down on the Soul Refining Demon Lord who is at the Tribulation Transcending Realm. Unexpectedly, he himself is only at the half-step Foundation Establishment Realm...

Bah, peak Qi Refining stage!

"Disciples of the Heavenly Inquiry Sect, come and join my banner!"

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven gave a soft shout.

He waved the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

The white funeral cloth fluttered, and the light and shadow flickered, making Su Zhe and Chen Feng feel as if they were in a funeral hall, where their own portraits were even enshrined.

When the summoning bell rang, they seemed to be guided and couldn't help but want to walk in the direction from which the sound came.

Fortunately, Su Zhe reacted quickly!

"No! The portrait isn't Master's!"

Su Zhe's first reaction was this, and then he realized that he was fighting with someone else!

Without any hesitation, he threw a punch.

boom!

laugh!

The capillaries ruptured, and pale golden blood gushed out as a mist, shattering the illusion before their eyes!

The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was still waving, its black surface almost face to face with Su Zhe!

The summoning bells rang incessantly, and just two of them almost caused Su Zhe to succumb to their power!

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven, who was holding the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with excitement.

"The Indestructible Golden Body!" the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven exclaimed excitedly. "I've read ancient texts! Introducing the Indestructible Golden Body into the banner can remove the demonic aura from the Myriad Souls Banner!"

Su Zhe took two steps back and looked at Chen Feng, who was still trapped in the illusion. He was about to punch Chen Feng to help him break the illusion.

Then he heard a sword cry!

As he drew his longsword, Chen Feng's eyes were clear and focused.

"Sword, come!"

The steel longsword flew around once and landed steadily in Chen Feng's hand.

"Innate Sword Bone!" The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven was filled with shock. "Extracting the Innate Sword Bone from the spine to forge the Myriad Soul Banner pole will make the Myriad Soul Banner eternally indestructible!"

"Hahaha! Excellent! To have witnessed the indestructible golden body and the innate sword bone today! This trip was worthwhile!"

As he spoke, the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven brandished the Myriad Soul Banner, ready to make his move.

At the crucial moment, Su Zhe frowned slightly.

"Hit his leg!" Su Zhe quickly ordered.

Chen Feng was puzzled, but he did as instructed without thinking!

With a single swing, the sword landed heavily on the leg of the Heavenly Demon Lord.

Although he was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, with the added benefit of his innate sword bone, the sword still struck the leg of the Heavenly Demon Lord, causing a large amount of blood to splatter.

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven staggered, his forward movement inexplicably turning into a backward one, but he was stopped by Chen Feng's sword.

"Heh! Trying to run away from me? Impossible!"

Su Zhe sneered.

What kind of class do they think they are, trying to pull a fake move in front of me?

To deal with the paper figures, Su Zhe tried all sorts of methods!

Although the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven is old and highly skilled, he is as inexperienced as a greenhorn in this regard!

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven's face was grim, his hand gripping the Myriad Soul Banner trembling. "Fine! Fine! I was going to spare your lives! But you still dared to provoke me! Since that's how it is..."

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven raised the Myriad Souls Banner high and waved it forcefully.

In an instant, the banners fluttered, the spirit-summoning cloth trembled, and the soul-summoning bells rang loudly!

Along with the sounds of babies crying and adults complaining, the sounds of children crying also filled the air.

I want that one! I'll cry if you don't buy it for me!

He's just a child! What's wrong with letting him have his way?

[How old are you? Why are you arguing with a child!]

The child is only three years old, doesn't understand anything, and accidentally touching them a couple of times won't break you!

[During the Lunar New Year...]

The sound was like a demonic chant, sending chills down one's spine!

"Welcome the pain of ten thousand souls devouring your body!" The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven's cold laughter rang out.