Chapter 471: The Tattered Banner of the Fallen Soul, Kill!

Chapter 471: The Tattered Banner of the Fallen Soul, Kill!

"Such a battle that shakes the heavens and the earth, worthy of being recorded in the annals of the Sixth Heaven. It's a pity that you were the only audience." Qi Yuan sighed.

The battles over the past few years had been breathtaking.

For Qi Yuan, it felt like he was running out of tricks.

Some of the most thrilling moments, Qi Yuan wished he had captured them on video, creating a compilation with a grand and somewhat desolate soundtrack, and broadcasting it daily for the residents of the Sixth Heaven.

It would surely astonish countless cultivators.

But upon hearing this, Shi Pan was left perplexed.

Was this battle truly as valuable as it seemed?

"You can go back now. I need to review today's performance and identify areas for improvement. Tomorrow, I must not repeat the same mistakes!" Qi Yuan waved his hand, and Shi Pan's figure vanished.

In the empty building, only Qi Yuan remained.

"When he was cursing, I did feel a bit embarrassed. Thankfully, the black robe concealed it, and he didn't notice my unusual state."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll add a soundtrack to boost my courage. With the music, I'll be invincible!"

"Boost my courage and save me, a social anxiety sufferer!"

The next day, in the spacious palace, warm sunlight shone.

A man in a black robe lay on a recliner, looking cozy.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze stirred.

From the earth, the sound of footsteps reverberated, as if the palace itself was trembling.

A man resembling a double-door refrigerator appeared, his eyes filled with profound depth.

He seemed like a majestic divine general, descending upon the mortal realm to slay demons and eliminate evil.

"You're here," the man in the black robe spoke calmly, his emotions hidden beneath the robe.

"Your grandpa is here!" Dao Bu'er said in a deep voice.

"Your grandpa is lying here."

His voice was calm, but upon hearing this, Dao Bu'er's mind was struck by thunder.

It was as if the Thunder God of the Ninth Heaven was calling.

His thoughts were in turmoil, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that this man in the black robe is indeed my grandfather? Otherwise, why would he be immune to my Saint Light Speech?"

However, he quickly suppressed this thought.

"Hmph, I'm older than you, so I'm your grandpa!" Dao Bu'er said with a smug smile.

Recently, he had been sparring with the mysterious man in the black robe, and he had gained the upper hand.

"Is that why you don't bathe?" Qi Yuan asked calmly.

As he spoke, he casually clapped his hands.

Instantly, sixty-seven wraiths entered the palace.

These wraiths held little red flowers and various musical instruments, their faces painted with exaggerated makeup, a mix of red and white, which was particularly odd.

"Music, start!" Qi Yuan snapped his fingers.

The sixty-seven wraiths began to dance, their mouths simultaneously emitting cheerful sounds.

"Dao Bu'er doesn't bathe!"

"Dao Bu'er doesn't bathe!"

The joyful voices and graceful dance moves, accompanied by the lively sound of gongs and drums, created a surreal scene.

Dao Bu'er's expression changed slightly, feeling embarrassed. He quickly regained his composure and said, "So, this is your new tactic? It seems you've made up your mind about this, grandson!"

"Dao Bu'er doesn't bathe!" Qi Yuan said lazily.

"Is this all you can do? You're not even brave enough to face me directly?"

"Did you bathe last night?"

"You..."

Time passed, and soon, half a month had gone by.

In the grand hall and even within a radius of several hundred miles, few cultivators dared to approach.

Only the wraith army remained, loyally practicing their drills daily, forging a high-quality military force.

Shi Pan stayed in his cavern, reading the messages on the jade slips. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "A Qin, if you keep talking like this, we won't even be friends. Everything I have is granted by the Grandmaster. How could I possibly turn my back on him?"

The sender of the message was a female cultivator he knew, with a cute and lovable appearance, and she was the granddaughter of a Wraith God.

This female cultivator had secretly given her heart to him, and now she was persuading him to escape.

But how could he turn his back on Qi Yuan?

Everything he had was granted by the Grandmaster.

After Shi Pan finished speaking, he put away the jade slip and stopped paying attention.

"If the Holy Light Sect comes... what should the Grandmaster do?"

To be honest, Shi Pan secretly worried about Qi Yuan in his heart.

After all, every cultivator spoke of the power of the Holy Light Sect, and its leader was said to be invincible.

Even Shi Pan, after hearing so much, had his doubts.

In a distant place, cultivators gathered with anxious expressions.

"Tonight is the Pure Yin Wraith Night, and according to past customs, the leader of the Holy Light Sect will definitely appear."

"That Celestial Sovereign is in danger."

"Hmph, that Celestial Sovereign has brought this upon himself. He is from the Holy Light Clan!"

"Liu Xi, it's fortunate that you didn't work for him. Otherwise, you might have lost your life!"

Not far away, Liu Xi was drinking some wine, and he didn't respond.

"I heard that Celestial Sovereign was severely injured, his soul wounded, and his mind affected. It's said that for the past few years, he has been talking to himself daily."

"If his mind wasn't affected, why would he still be here?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xi couldn't help but speak up, "Regardless, if it weren't for that Grandmaster, we would still need to hide in the Wind Cave during the Wraith Night, which is quite inconvenient. That Grandmaster has been kind to us, so we shouldn't speak ill of him."

The other cultivators shrugged and didn't mention Qi Yuan again.

"It's said that during every Pure Yin Wraith Night, an ancient fallen soul appears, ruling over the world. This time, we might have the chance to witness the figure of that ancient mighty soul!"

A Great Venerable spoke, his eyes filled with anticipation.

During the Wraith Night, with the Wraith Patrol, they didn't dare to go out.

Now, the entire wraith army had been imprisoned by that Celestial Sovereign. Even during the Wraith Night, they dared to venture out.

During the Pure Yin Wraith Night, that ancient mighty fallen soul wouldn't randomly attack cultivators like the wraith army.

So, they were safe.

"That ancient wraith, I wonder what realm of existence it was in. Could it have been comparable to the Great Supreme Principle Realm?" a cultivator nervously spoke.

The Supreme Ultimate Principle was, in their understanding, already among the mightiest.

"This Tian Kun Mystic Land must have been a brilliant civilization in ancient times. What a pity."

A cultivator sighed.

"I wonder if the Sixth Heaven will also end up like this after countless years?"

"If that's the case, we might not even measure up to the lowly soldiers in the Soul Wander Army!"

Liu Xi took a sip, listening to the sighs of the crowd, and for a moment, he also felt a sense of aimlessness.

Night slowly descended.

All the cultivators gathered together, and none had ventured towards the Wind Cave.

The night was especially eerie, and the blowing wind added to the chilling atmosphere.

No one knew how long had passed when suddenly, a desolate and majestic horn sounded.

As if in an instant, all the cultivators felt as if they were on an ancient battlefield.

Ruins, desolation, raging fires, and blood...

The flash of blades and swords, shattered flying boats, and the inverted azure sky.

Countless lights and shadows, and uncountable roars.

A dense, chaotic mess of steel clashed and collided.

Boom!

It turned into a dead silence!

It was as if this was the ultimate romantic gesture of a man.

"Clearly, I feel... endless sorrow."

"This battle must have been incredibly fierce!"

"After the battle, not a single man remains!"

Just as the crowd was immersed in these emotions, abruptly, the heavens turned blood-red.

A tattered shadow suddenly appeared.

"The ancient wraith has appeared!"

"Look!"

The crowd fixed their gaze, but they couldn't make out the shadow, or perhaps... all they saw was a tattered robe.

The body was shattered, but the tattered robe continued to fight!

On the robe, bloodstains were visible, but it was unclear if they belonged to an enemy or the owner of the robe.

At this moment, a vast voice echoed from the heavens.

"Our origins, quickly return to your positions!"

As the voice fell, the crowd looked up, and amidst the blood-red sky, a ball of radiant light stood out brightly.

The cultivators present held their breaths at this sight.

"This is... the Radiant Light Sect's Grandmaster!"

The entire Tian Kun Mystic Land was bathed in blood-red, yet everyone could see that radiant light.

Everyone knew who the Radiant Light Sect's Grandmaster was.

These cultivators trembled, their hearts filled with fear.

But this fear was born from deep reverence.

After all, such powerful beings would only see them as insignificant insects, not even bothering to pay them any mind.

Outside the grand hall, Shi Pan heard this voice and his eyes widened: "This voice... it's so familiar!"

The voice of the Radiant Light Sect's Grandmaster was exactly the same as the person who came daily to argue with the adult.

A coincidence?

Or...

A terrifying thought emerged in Shi Pan's mind.

At this moment, Dao Bu'er stood in the heavens, gazing at the tattered robe, his expression grave.

"As expected, you have been feigning weakness to my Saint Light Speech!"

His sole purpose for coming here was that tattered robe.

Hence, he had employed various means to control the Soul Wander Army, hoping to achieve his goal through them.

However, he had not gained control over the army.

This tattered robe was also beyond his control.

"It seems that to seize this opportunity, I need..." Dao Bu'er's gaze deepened.

He needed to control that mysterious black-robed figure.

Although that mysterious black-robed figure was troublesome, compared to the tattered robe, it was much easier to handle.

Of course, he hadn't given up yet and continued to roar at the tattered robe.

"You and I share the same origin, quickly return!"

This voice, like a demonic melody, echoed throughout the Tian Kun Mystic Land, reaching every cultivator.

Liu Xi and the other cultivators witnessed this scene, their hearts filled with shock.

"This is the Yangshen Celestial Sovereign's power?"

"If they were outside the Mystic Land, they might even be able to swallow the entire Mystic Land in one go!"

"This Saint Light Speech, I fear no Yangshen Celestial Sovereign within the Sixth Heaven can resist it!"

"Alas, with the appearance of the Holy Light Clan, that adult's fate is sealed!"

Murmurs and whispers filled the air.

Just then, a slightly sluggish voice suddenly interrupted.

"Why didn't you come to argue with me today? It turns out you were conserving your energy to deal with this big guy!"

A man in a black robe appeared, shrouded in darkness, his face hidden from view.

The cultivators present heard this and their expressions changed dramatically.

"Is that... the Celestial Sovereign?"

"How dare he? This is the Holy Light Clan!"

"The Saint Light Speech, even the Supreme Principle can't resist, but he..."

"Wait, arguing... could it be?"

Suddenly, a cultivator's face paled as a realization struck him.

The others, upon hearing this, also looked shocked.

There had always been rumors that the Celestial Sovereign had a peculiar habit of arguing daily with a mysterious cultivator for years.

Could it be that this mysterious cultivator was the Radiant Light Sect's Grandmaster?

As they pondered this, some felt like fools, while others were filled with confusion.

However, their confusion prevailed.

The Saint Light Speech was unmatched, so why could the Celestial Sovereign resist it?

At this moment, Dao Bu'er's eyes narrowed as he looked at Qi Yuan, his gaze filled with killing intent. "As I thought, your display of weakness to my Saint Light Speech was an act!"

Dao Bu'er stared at Qi Yuan, but there was no sign of the Saint Light Speech's influence on Qi Yuan's body.

"Hehe, you've seen through me." Qi Yuan admitted without hesitation.

Because Dao Bu'er's power had been almost completely drained by Qi Yuan, his acting skills had become increasingly careless.

Dao Bu'er's expression remained unchanged. "I'll spare your life if you help me control this tattered wraith!"

Even without the Saint Light Speech, Dao Bu'er's combat prowess was formidable, and he believed he could slay Qi Yuan.

Moreover, Qi Yuan had ventured into the Sixth Heaven, and his path was already blocked.

"Who gave you the confidence to spare my life? I think you must not bathe daily, and your mind has gone astray!" Qi Yuan retorted helplessly.

"Before the Supreme Ultimate Principle, I am invincible. You don't bear the mark of the Great Supreme Enlightenment, and without it, you are merely a Principle. How dare you challenge me?" Dao Bu'er spoke calmly.

Over the years, Qi Yuan had been verbally sparring with him, and he had kept a close eye on Qi Yuan.

The other party possessed a talent similar to the Saint Light Speech, and it was difficult to conceal their aura at this time. However, they did not reveal the aura of the Supreme Ultimate Principle.

They were likely on the same level as Qi Yuan, a Principle Master.

They must have had a formidable ancestor, for if not, upon entering the Mystic Land, they should have descended to the Great Heavenly Rank Realm.

Since they were a Principle Master, Qi Yuan was unafraid.

"It's true, I am not a Great Supreme Enlightenment," Qi Yuan did not hide, "but don't underestimate me. Even with my humble Purple Mansion, I dare to defy the injustice of fate!"

The weak strike at those weaker than themselves.

Only the strong dare to challenge those stronger.

Qi Yuan, with his Purple Mansion cultivation base, challenging a Principle Master, was truly a valiant act!

Dao Bu'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Is it still interesting to pretend now? I've long seen through you; you're just an ordinary Principle Master."

He seemed confident, as if victory was already within his grasp.

"I'm quite interested in your bloodline. Since I can't have you, I'll have to destroy you!" Dao Bu'er's expression turned cold.

Naturally, what he desired most was to slowly control Qi Yuan.

Then, through Qi Yuan, he could control the Soul Wander Army.

However, the Saint Light Speech was ineffective.

He didn't dare to delay any further. What if, after a few million years, Qi Yuan stepped into the Great Supreme Enlightenment? He would be finished.

As for the Tattered Robe Wraith, he would think of another way; at worst, he could afford to waste a few million years, and there would be an opportunity.

"If you can't have it, you destroy it. Your personality is too dangerous. No wonder that Tattered Robe Wraith doesn't listen to you at all. When dealing with them, you need to treat them with sincerity." Qi Yuan's expression remained calm.

As their exchange continued, all the energy of this 'Charging Baby' was spent in Dao Bu'er's eyes, and it was time to physically win the argument.

Qi Yuan waved his hand at the Tattered Robe Wraith, "Old man, do you want to come to my place for a meal? Your brothers and sisters are all there!"

Dao Bu'er's gaze shifted to the Tattered Robe Wraith, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because, under the Saint Light Speech, the Tattered Robe Wraith remained unmoved, as if they hadn't heard a thing.

But Qi Yuan's words caused the Tattered Robe Wraith to pause slightly.

Given enough time, Qi Yuan could indeed influence and control that Tattered Robe Wraith.

A hint of regret flashed in Dao Bu'er's eyes, "An unruly dog like this is better off dead!"

"Are we starting a fight?" Qi Yuan casually asked Dao Bu'er.

Dao Bu'er did not respond, merely staring coldly at Qi Yuan with his small head.

"Before we start fighting, I'd like to clarify that I'm not lashing out at you because I'm frustrated from losing our verbal sparring over the years.

Rather, your manners are too low, and you often kill indiscriminately. I must represent justice and judge you!" Qi Yuan felt the need to explain.

Otherwise, the other cultivators in the Heaven Kun Mystic Land might think he's a hot-tempered person, lashing out because he can't win a verbal argument!

This would damage his tall and mighty image.

At this moment, Liu Xi blinked, and he secretly transmitted a message, "Are you sure these two are Heavenly Sovereigns? Their behavior..."

He dared not speak ill of them.

The cultivator who heard the transmission nodded in agreement.

These two Yang Deities were quite eccentric.

"Your innate talent and abilities are useless, so why talk so much?" Dao Bu'er spoke coldly, "Kill!"

At this moment, he did not use the Saint Light Speech but took direct action.

Most people believed that the Saint Light Clan's greatest reliance was the Saint Light Speech.

But Dao Bu'er was different.

He was named Dao Bu'er, ranked among the top ten Heavenly Talents of the Saint Light Clan.

His combat prowess was exceptionally remarkable.

Although he was a Principle Master, he could still fight a Great Supreme Enlightenment head-on for a while before escaping.

"You're not a Great Supreme Enlightenment. Today, I'll kill you!"

Dao Bu'er shouted.

A terrifying aura swept through the area.

Countless auras in the Heaven Kun Mystic Land began to stir.

All the cultivators witnessing this, their previous disdain turned into shock.

Because, at this moment, the spiritual energy in the Heaven Kun Mystic Land was suddenly sucked dry.

It could be said that even the cultivators' spiritual energy was depleted, leaving them as ordinary as mortals.

The strike of a Yang Deity was so terrifying; who could stand against it?

As you intensify your attack, the aura around you intensifies. The entire Heaven Kun Mystic Land trembles in response.

All the cultivators witnessing this, their previous disdain and shock transform into awe.

Because, in this moment, the spiritual energy of the Heaven Kun Mystic Land is suddenly sucked dry.

It could be said that even the cultivators' spiritual energy is depleted, leaving them as ordinary mortals.

The strike of a Yang Deity is so terrifying; who could stand against it?

But the next moment, Dao Bu'er's expression changed slightly.

The man in the black robe moved, "So what if I'm not a Great Supreme Enlightenment? You think you can bully me just because I'm at the Purple Mansion stage? Do you know the value of being the first Purple Mansion at the Sixth Heaven?"

As he spoke, the black robe on his body suddenly dissipated.

A man in blood-red armor appeared abruptly, holding a blood-red sword, his aura as profound as the ocean, making it hard to fathom.

"To deal with a 'Charging Baby' like you, I only need one sword!"

The sword strikes!

Even the heavens and earth show no change.

Qi Yuan's sword strike is simple and unadorned, without the spectacle of Dao Bu'er that shook the entire Heaven Kun Mystic Land.

An ordinary sword strike, like a mortal's thrust.

But this sword strike, Dao Bu'er cannot block.

Because, standing before him is the 13th layer of the Ancestral Blood Manual, a Ten Thousand Dao Divine God at the Great Supreme Enlightenment level, a terrifying warrior in the state of merging with Xiao Jiu, a Five Elements Essence cultivator, a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, a Stellar Golden Core cultivator, a Primordial Divine Demon Divine Infant cultivator, the first Purple Mansion at the Sixth Heaven, Qi Yuan!

The more titles Qi Yuan has, the stronger he becomes.

"With my current strength, killing you..."

As the words fell, a sword strike without any technique descended.

Dao Bu'er's body shattered.

Qi Yuan looked at Dao Bu'er's disbelieving expression, but he had one more thing to say, "Child, standing before me every day, do you think I'm blind... unable to see your weakness?"

He watched the Ten Thousand Souls Banner every day, and he saw its flaws.

Qi Yuan even knew what color Dao Bu'er's undergarments were.

One sword strike, and the Principle Master is destroyed!

This is Qi Yuan's might!

(End of Chapter)

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