yī niàn zhì cǐ ， lín xuān xīn zhōng zhòu rán ān dìng le xǔ duō 。
一念至此，林轩心中骤然安定了许多。
With this thought, Lin Xuan's heart suddenly felt much more at ease.
xiǎo dù jié qī ， yě bù zhī dào shì nǎ wèi tiān cái chuàng lì ， dàn guī gēn jié dǐ ， yě zhǐ shì lìng pì xī jìng ér yǐ ， wán quán wú fǎ yǔ zhēn zhèng de dù jié dà néng xiāng bǐ 。
小渡劫期，也不知道是哪位天才创立，但归根结底，也只是另辟蹊径而已，完全无法与真正的渡劫大能相比。
The Lesser Tribulation Period was an unknown genius who had established it. But ultimately, it was just a different path; it could not compare to true tribulation experts.
ǒu ěr néng gòu diào dòng tiān dì fǎ zé ， huàn chéng fèn shén qī xiū xiān zhě ， jiāng shì zhì mìng de ， zhǐ xū yào yī sī fǎ zé zhī lì ， jiù néng qīng yì jiāng tā men miè shā wú yí ， rán ér huàn zuò zì jǐ ， qíng kuàng zì rán shì dà wèi bù tóng dì 。
偶尔能够调动天地法则，换成分神期修仙者，将是致命的，只需要一丝法则之力，就能轻易将他们灭杀无疑，然而换做自己，情况自然是大为不同地。
Occasionally, one might be able to mobilize the laws of heaven and earth, turning them into spirit refinement cultivators. A mere thread of such power would suffice to easily annihilate them. However, for Lin Xuan himself, the situation was vastly different.
nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou jí zhuǎn ， lín xuān shǒu shàng de dòng zuò kě shì yì diǎn bù màn 。
脑海中念头急转，林轩手上的动作可是一点不慢。
Thoughts raced through his mind as he moved swiftly with his hands. His sleeves fluttered, emitting a burst of spiritual light, and a short sword about a foot long shot out from his sleeve. Its shape was entirely different from the previous Magic Bond Sword; this Sucking Spirit Sword was clearly another treasure.
xiù páo yī fú ， líng guāng sì shè ， yī bǐng chǐ xǔ zhǎng de duǎn jiàn yóu yī xiù zhōng fēi lüè ér chū ， zào xíng yǔ yuán lái de mó yuán jiàn wán quán bù tóng ， shì líng jiàn gēn běn jiù shì lìng wài yī jiàn bǎo wù 。
袖袍一拂，灵光四射，一柄尺许长的短剑由衣袖中飞掠而出，造型与原来的魔缘剑完全不同，噬灵剑根本就是另外一件宝物。
A clear ringing filled the air as a magnificent and domineering aura emanated forth.
qīng míng shēng dà zuò ， yī gǔ huá lì bà dào de qì shì pèi rán ér chū 。
清鸣声大做，一股华丽霸道的气势沛然而出。
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and infused all of his spiritual energy into the Sucking Spirit仙剑 in his hand.
lín xuān shēn shēn hū xī ， jiāng hún shēn de fǎ lì wǎng shǒu zhōng de shì líng xiān jiàn zhù rù jìn qù 。
林轩深深呼吸，将浑身的法力往手中的噬灵仙剑注入进去。
Then, with a swift motion, he slashed down. With his action, sharp rays of light flashed out, and an overwhelming amount of spiritual qi surged from the sword, centered around Lin Xuan’s hand, radiating outward.
suí hòu shǒu qǐ jiàn luò ， suí zhe tā de dòng zuò ， lì máng zhòu qǐ ， yī gǔ páng bó de líng qì ， yǐ lín xuān shǒu zhōng de xiān jiàn wèi zhōng xīn ， xiàng zhe sì zhōu hōng rán bó fā chū qù 。
随后手起剑落，随着他的动作，厉芒骤起，一股磅礴的灵气，以林轩手中的仙剑为中心，向着四周轰然勃发出去。
Four spirits—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—appeared in the dazzling spiritual light as thousands of tiny runes flickered. This spectacle made Old Master Zhong turn a deep red with anger.
qīng lóng 、 bái hǔ 、 zhū què 、 xuán wǔ 。
青龙、白虎、朱雀、玄武。
At this point, it was too late to hide. Just as Lin Xuan had suspected, while he could mobilize the laws of heaven and earth, the price for doing so was enormous and not something one could use casually.
sì líng de xū yǐng zài nà cuǐ càn de líng guāng zhōng fú xiàn ér chū ， quán tou dà xiǎo de fú wén ， gèng shì shù yǐ qiān jì ， rú cǐ shēng shì ， ràng zhōng lǎo bó rán biàn sè 。
四灵的虚影在那璀璨的灵光中浮现而出，拳头大小的符文，更是数以千计，如此声势，让钟老勃然变色。
Damn!
zhè shí hòu duǒ yǐ jīng lái bù liǎo ， ér zhèng rú lín xuān de cāi cè ， tā suī rán néng gòu diào dòng tiān dì fǎ zé ， rán ér wèi cǐ fù chū de dài jià yě shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， shì bù kě néng suí yì shǐ yòng de 。
这时候躲已经来不了，而正如林轩的猜测，他虽然能够调动天地法则，然而为此付出的代价也是非同小可，是不可能随意使用的。
A look of venom flashed in Old Monster’s eyes. He had been pushed to such a desperate situation by this spirit refinement cultivator.
kě wù ！
可恶！
In his fury, he flicked his waistband, and a banner flag appeared.
zhè lǎo guài wù de yǎn zhōng shǎn guò yī sī yuàn dú ， zì jǐ jū rán bèi yī fēn shén qī cún zài bī dào rú cǐ dì bù 。
这老怪物的眼中闪过一丝怨毒，自己居然被一分神期存在逼到如此地步。
When this treasure was summoned, the air instantly filled with dark winds, and the howls of ghosts could be faintly heard.
jí nù zhī xià ， tā zài yāo jiān yī mǒ ， yī gān fān qí fú xiàn ér chū 。
急怒之下，他在腰间一抹，一杆幡旗浮现而出。
No, not just howls; that voice was truly soul-stirring. If one’s willpower wasn’t strong enough, they might perish on the spot.
cǐ bǎo yī bèi jì qǐ ， shà shí jiān yīn fēng dà zuò ， yǐn yǐn yǒu lì guǐ de páo xiāo chuán rù ěr duǒ 。
此宝一被祭起，霎时间阴风大做，隐隐有厉鬼的咆哮传入耳朵。
"Little fellow, let you see the power of my Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"
bù ， bù jǐn jǐn shì páo xiāo 。 nà shēng yīn jiǎn zhí gōu hún dàng pò 。 ruò shì xīn zhì bìng bù zěn me jiān dìng de xiū xiān zhě ， yě xǔ jiù cǐ yí mìng wū hū 。
不，不仅仅是咆哮。那声音简直勾魂荡魄。若是心智并不怎么坚定的修仙者，也许就此一命呜呼。
Ten Thousand Souls Banner?
“ xiǎo jiā huo ， ràng nǐ jiàn shí yī xià lǎo fū wàn hún fān de wēi lì rú hé ！”
“小家伙，让你见识一下老夫万魂幡的威力如何！”
It sounded familiar. It was similar to the primary treasure of the supreme demon ruler, Extreme Demon Sovereign, in the Netherworld when he first entered the cultivation world.
wàn hún fān ？
万魂幡？
However, Extreme Demon Sovereign was merely a local tyrant in the mortal realm; how could he compare to this upper realm cultivator?
tīng zhe yǒu xiē ěr shú 。 yǔ zì jǐ chū tà xiū xiān jiè de shí hòu ， yōu zhōu mó dào kuí shǒu ， jí è mó zūn de běn mìng bǎo wù shì yī yàng de 。
听着有些耳熟。与自己初踏修仙界的时候，幽州魔道魁首，极恶魔尊的本命宝物是一样的。
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was just named similarly. As for its power, it was on an entirely different level.
bù guò jí è mó zūn 。 jǐn jǐn shì rén jiè yī xiǎo dì fāng de bà zhǔ ， rú hé néng gòu yǔ yǎn qián zhè wèi shàng jiè xiū shì xiāng pì měi ne ？
不过极恶魔尊。仅仅是人界一小地方的霸主，如何能够与眼前这位上界修士相媲美呢？
Extreme Demon Sovereign’s treasure had sealed countless ordinary souls, with only twenty or so core formation and foundation establishment stage cultivators as primary souls.
wàn hún fān yě jǐn jǐn shì míng zì xiāng tóng ， zhì yú wēi lì ， nà gēn běn jiù bú shì yí gè céng miàn de 。
万魂幡也仅仅是名字相同，至于威力，那根本就不是一个层面的。
Its power seemed terrifying at the time but was now nothing more than a joke. However, this Ten Thousand Souls Banner was different. Just by looking at its materials, it was extraordinary. The souls inside were not ordinary mortals; all of them were spirit refinement cultivators.
jí è mó zūn nà jiàn bǎo wù ， bù guò shì fēng yìn le shǔ yǐ wàn jì de de fán rén hún pò ， qí zhōng yòng zuò zhǔ hún de ， zé shì èr shí yú míng níng dān yǔ zhù jī qī xiū xiān zhě 。
极恶魔尊那件宝物，不过是封印了数以万计的的凡人魂魄，其中用做主魂的，则是二十余名凝丹与筑基期修仙者。
Moreover, there were tens of thousands of them. Among these, nearly a hundred were daoist level cultivators, and even some were spirits of spirit refinement stage cultivators.
wēi lì zài nà shí de lín xuān kàn lái ， shí fēn kě bù ， dàn ruò shì ná dào xiàn zài 。 zé yǔ yí gè xiào huà chà bu duō 。
威力在那时的林轩看来，十分可怖，但若是拿到现在。则与一个笑话差不多。
As this unfolded, the dark winds grew thick, and heaven seemed to change color.
rán ér yǎn qián de wàn hún fān bù tóng ， guāng kàn cái liào ， jiù fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。 zhì yú lǐ miàn de hún pò 。 gèng bú shì shén me pǔ tōng fán rén le ， wú yī lì wài quán shì xiū xiān zhě 。
然而眼前的万魂幡不同，光看材料，就非同小可。至于里面的魂魄。更不是什么普通凡人了，无一例外全是修仙者。
"Quickly!"
ér qiě shù liàng bù xià shí wàn zhī duō 。 yòng zuò zhǔ hún de ， gèng shì jìn bǎi míng dòng xuán jí bié de xiū xiān zhě ， qí zhōng shèn zhì yǒu jǐ gè ， shì fēn shén xiū shì de hún pò 。
而且数量不下十万之多。用做主魂的，更是近百名洞玄级别的修仙者，其中甚至有几个，是分神修士的魂魄。
Old Monster pointed at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner above his head. As he did so, a greenish-black cloud emerged from the banner flag’s surface, rapidly expanding and enveloping Old Monster's figure. Instantly, bone-chilling cold winds blew, and the color of that cloud changed bizarrely.
zhè yī zhǎn kāi ， dùn shí yīn fēng cǎn cǎn ， tiān dì yě wèi zhī sè biàn 。
这一展开，顿时阴风惨惨，天地也为之色变。
One moment it was like a clear green pond, but in an instant, it turned pitch black as ink. In just a short while, it transformed into a grayish-white corpse cloud.
“ jí ！”
“疾！”
The heavy stench of death made one want to vomit, and faint figures could be seen moving inside. There were even sounds of iron chains dropping.
nà zhōng lǎo guài yī zhǐ xiàng tóu dǐng de wàn hún fān diǎn qù ， suí zhe qí dòng zuò ， pū chī yī shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， yī duǒ bì lǜ sè yīn yún cóng fān qí biǎo miàn fú xiàn ér chū 。
那钟老怪一指像头顶的万魂幡点去，随着其动作，噗嗤一声传入耳朵，一朵碧绿色阴云从幡旗表面浮现而出。
Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted, but silver light shone in his eyes as the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eyes took effect. He saw clearly that there were three large mummified corpses.
bìng jí jù bào zhǎng qǐ lái ， jiāng zhōng lǎo guài de shēn yǐng zhào zài le qí jiān ， shà shí jiān ， cì gǔ de hán fēng dà zuò ， nà yīn yún de yán sè ， gèng shì guǐ yì de fān yǒng biàn huà qǐ lái le 。
并急剧暴涨起来，将钟老怪的身影罩在了其间，霎时间，刺骨的寒风大做，那阴云的颜色，更是诡异的翻涌变化起来了。
On the left was a hunched figure holding a long spear, with grayish-white pupils, exuding a powerful aura.
qián yī kè ， hái rú yī hóng bì lǜ de tán shuǐ ， xià yī kè ， què yǐ shì qī hēi rú mò ， jǐn jǐn yòu guò le xū yú de gōng fu ， jū rán biàn chéng le yī piàn huī bái sè de shī yún le 。
前一刻，还如一泓碧绿的潭水，下一刻，却已是漆黑如墨，仅仅又过了须臾的功夫，居然变成了一片灰白色的尸云了。
On the right was another, wielding heavy weapons; both hands tightly gripping an enormous axe. Unlike ordinary zombies, this one’s muscles were bulging, making it seem incredibly strong.
nóng zhòng de shī qì ， zhōng rén yù ǒu ， lǐ miàn yǐn yǐn yǒu rén yǐng shǎn dòng 。
浓重的尸气，中人欲呕，里面隐隐有人影闪动。
But these weren’t the scariest.
sì hū hái yǒu tiě liàn zhuì dì de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ 。
似乎还有铁链坠地的声音传入耳朵。
In the middle, the zombie had skin that had turned a faint silver color and seemed to have some rune-like patterns.
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ， móu dǐ shēn chù què shì yín máng dà zuò ， suí zhe tiān fèng shén mù fā shēng xiào guǒ ， lín xuān jiāng lǐ miàn de dòng jìng kàn de qīng qīng chǔ chǔ ， jū rán shì sān jù gāo dà liàn shī 。
林轩瞳孔微缩，眸底深处却是银芒大做，随着天凤神目发生效果，林轩将里面的动静看得清清楚楚，居然是三具高大炼尸。
He held no weapon but wore thick chains on his wrists, which produced the sound of dragging as they hit the ground. This was the one with the most intense corpse aura.
zuǒ biān yí gè bèi yǒu diǎn tuó ， shǒu chí zhǎng gē ， liǎng zhǐ tóng kǒng zuò huī bái sè ， yī gǔ biāo hàn zhī qì pèi rán ér chū 。
左边一个背有点驼，手持长戈，两只瞳孔做灰白色，一股彪悍之气沛然而出。
All three mummified corpses had exposed fangs. The entire process took only an instant, but in that moment, the four spirit images rushed forward to face them. Lin Xuan wondered how they would handle it.
yòu biān yí gè ， suǒ shǐ de yě shì zhòng bīng qì ， shuāng shǒu jǐn wò zhe de ， jū rán shì yī kāi shān jù fǔ ， yì bān de jiāng shī ， dōu xuè ròu gān kū ， rán ér zhè jiā huo bù tóng ， hún shēn jī ròu ， qiú jié wú bǐ ， yī kàn jiù shì lì dà wú qióng de yāo mó 。
右边一个，所使的也是重兵器，双手紧握着的，居然是一开山巨斧，一般的僵尸，都血肉干枯，然而这家伙不同，浑身肌肉，虬结无比，一看就是力大无穷的妖魔。
The power of this Ten Thousand Souls Banner seemed far greater than he imagined. Curious and somewhat excited, Lin Xuan was taken aback by what happened next.
rán ér zhè liǎng gè hái bú shì zuì kě pà de 。
然而这两个还不是最可怕的。
Facing the attack from the four spirit images, the three mummified corpses did not meet head-on but instead lunged forward, their corpse aura dissipating instantly.
zhōng jiān de jiāng shī ， yī shēn jī fū ， jū rán yǐ chéng xiàn chū dàn dàn de yín sè ， sì hū hái yǒu yī xiē rú tóng fú wén bān de wén lù 。
中间的僵尸，一身肌肤，居然已呈现出淡淡的银色，似乎还有一些如同符文般的纹路。
Then, as the corpse aura reformed, they were no longer mummies but skeletons. Lin Xuan roughly counted a hundred and eight of them.
ér tā shǒu zhōng ， méi yǒu chí zhe bīng qì ， zhǐ shì zài shuāng shǒu de shǒu wàn zhī shàng ， gè fù zhe yī gēn cū dà de liàn tiáo ， nà zhuāi dì de shēng yīn ， jiù shì yóu cǐ liàn fā chū lái de 。
而他手中，没有持着兵器，只是在双手的手腕之上，各缚着一根粗大的链条，那拽地的声音，就是由此链发出来的。
Seeing this, even with his vast experience, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but be amazed.
qí yě shì shī qì zuì wèi nóng zhòng de yí gè 。
其也是尸气最为浓重的一个。
Among the Three Realms, Netherworld’s techniques were the most mysterious and changeable. The ancients did not deceive me.
sān jù liàn shī jiē liáo yá wài lù ， ér zhěng gè guò chéng shuō qǐ lái fán fù ， qí shí bù guò xū yú de gōng fu ， zhuǎn shùn jiān ， nà sì líng xū yǐng yǐ shā dào le yǎn qián ， dào yào kàn tā men rú hé yìng fù 。
三具炼尸皆獠牙外露，而整个过程说起来繁复，其实不过须臾的功夫，转瞬间，那四灵虚影已杀到了眼前，倒要看它们如何应付。
The hundred and eight skeletons immediately opened their mouths to gnash, producing a series of cracking sounds as they spat out demon flames.
cǐ wàn hún fān de wēi lì ， sì hū bǐ xiǎng xiàng de hái yào yuǎn shèng xǔ duō ， lín xuān hào qí zhī yú ， xīn zhōng jìng yǐn yǐn yǒu jǐ fēn qī dài zhī yì 。
此万魂幡的威力，似乎比想象的还要远胜许多，林轩好奇之余，心中竟隐隐有几分期待之意。
These greenish flames added to the chilling effect of the dark winds, but their power was truly formidable. With so many, they formed a continuous front, filling half of the sky with ghastly green flames.
rán ér jiē xià lái de yí mù ， què ràng qí chēng mù jié shé 。
然而接下来的一幕，却让其瞠目结舌。
The four spirit images were powerful, but when confronted by this endless sea of demonic fire, they lost their momentum and quickly vanished.
miàn duì sì líng xū yǐng de gōng jī ， sān jù liàn shī méi yǒu zhèng miàn yíng dí ， ér shì wǎng qián yī pū ， shī qì dà zuò xià ， jū rán bīng xiāo wǎ jiě 。
面对四灵虚影的攻击，三具炼尸没有正面迎敌，而是往前一扑，尸气大做下，居然冰消瓦解。
"This..."
suí hòu shī qì chóng xīn níng jù ， bù guò huàn huà chū lái de què bù zài shì liàn shī ， ér shì kū lóu ， lín xuān chū lüè yī shù ， jū rán yǒu yì bǎi líng bā kē 。
随后尸气重新凝聚，不过幻化出来的却不再是炼尸，而是骷髅，林轩初略一数，居然有一百零八颗。
Lin Xuan’s eyes widened in shock. He had known that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was incredibly powerful, but he never expected his Sucking Spirit Sword to be unable to withstand it after just a moment.
kàn dào zhè yí mù ， jí biàn yǐ lín xuān jiàn shí zhī bó ， yě bù yóu de tàn wéi guān zhǐ le 。
看到这一幕，即便以林轩见识之博，也不由得叹为观止了。
Seeing the demon flames rushing towards him like a tidal wave, Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate. His body spun, and an egg-sized ball of flame emerged from his surface and shot forward.
sān jiè fǎ shù zhī zhōng ， yǐ yīn sī jiè de shén tōng zuì wèi guǐ yì duō biàn ， gǔ rén chéng bù qī wǒ 。
三界法术之中，以阴司界的神通最为诡异多变，古人诚不欺我。
The Five-Colored Crystal was Phantasmal Heavenly Fire.
nà yì bǎi líng bā kē kū lóu yī chū ， lì kè èr huà bù shuō de zuǐ bā yī zhāng luàn jué ， gē bēng gē bēng de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， kǒu pēn mó huǒ 。
那一百零八颗骷髅一出，立刻二话不说的嘴巴一张乱嚼，咯嘣咯嘣的声音传入耳朵，口喷魔火。
Once detached from his body, it expanded with the wind, quickly transforming into a five-colored crystal light shield that enveloped Lin Xuan’s entire body.
nà xiē mó huǒ zuò bì lǜ zhī sè ， pèi shàng yīn fēng ， yuè fā lìng rén cóng gǔ zi lǐ jué de fā hán ， rán ér wēi lì què dàng zhēn shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， yóu qí shì shù liàng nà me duō ， lián chéng yī piàn ， bàn biān tiān mù dōu bèi cǎn lǜ sè de huǒ yàn tián mǎn 。
那些魔火做碧绿之色，配上阴风，越发令人从骨子里觉得发寒，然而威力却当真是非同小可，尤其是数量那么多，连成一片，半边天幕都被惨绿色的火焰填满。
Old Monster saw this scene, sneering. He cast a spell, and the green ghost flames surged even more fiercely, engulfing Lin Xuan in an instant.
sì líng xū yǐng qì shì péng bó ， rán ér bèi zhè wú biān mó huǒ yī chōng ， jū rán diū kuī xiè jiǎ ， bèi xùn sù yān mò 。
四灵虚影气势蓬勃，然而被这无边魔火一冲，居然丢盔卸甲，被迅速湮没。
"Haha, wrapped by these Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Flames, even true tribulation cultivators would shed layers of skin. Little fellow, will you not turn to ashes this time?"
With this thought, Lin Xuan's heart suddenly felt much more at ease.
The Lesser Tribulation Period was an unknown genius who had established it. But ultimately, it was just a different path; it could not compare to true tribulation experts.
Occasionally, one might be able to mobilize the laws of heaven and earth, turning them into spirit refinement cultivators. A mere thread of such power would suffice to easily annihilate them. However, for Lin Xuan himself, the situation was vastly different.
Thoughts raced through his mind as he moved swiftly with his hands. His sleeves fluttered, emitting a burst of spiritual light, and a short sword about a foot long shot out from his sleeve. Its shape was entirely different from the previous Magic Bond Sword; this Sucking Spirit Sword was clearly another treasure.
A clear ringing filled the air as a magnificent and domineering aura emanated forth.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and infused all of his spiritual energy into the Sucking Spirit仙剑 in his hand.
Then, with a swift motion, he slashed down. With his action, sharp rays of light flashed out, and an overwhelming amount of spiritual qi surged from the sword, centered around Lin Xuan’s hand, radiating outward.
Four spirits—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—appeared in the dazzling spiritual light as thousands of tiny runes flickered. This spectacle made Old Master Zhong turn a deep red with anger.
At this point, it was too late to hide. Just as Lin Xuan had suspected, while he could mobilize the laws of heaven and earth, the price for doing so was enormous and not something one could use casually.
Damn!
A look of venom flashed in Old Monster’s eyes. He had been pushed to such a desperate situation by this spirit refinement cultivator.
In his fury, he flicked his waistband, and a banner flag appeared.
When this treasure was summoned, the air instantly filled with dark winds, and the howls of ghosts could be faintly heard.
No, not just howls; that voice was truly soul-stirring. If one’s willpower wasn’t strong enough, they might perish on the spot.
"Little fellow, let you see the power of my Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"
Ten Thousand Souls Banner?
It sounded familiar. It was similar to the primary treasure of the supreme demon ruler, Extreme Demon Sovereign, in the Netherworld when he first entered the cultivation world.
However, Extreme Demon Sovereign was merely a local tyrant in the mortal realm; how could he compare to this upper realm cultivator?
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was just named similarly. As for its power, it was on an entirely different level.
Extreme Demon Sovereign’s treasure had sealed countless ordinary souls, with only twenty or so core formation and foundation establishment stage cultivators as primary souls.
Its power seemed terrifying at the time but was now nothing more than a joke. However, this Ten Thousand Souls Banner was different. Just by looking at its materials, it was extraordinary. The souls inside were not ordinary mortals; all of them were spirit refinement cultivators.
Moreover, there were tens of thousands of them. Among these, nearly a hundred were daoist level cultivators, and even some were spirits of spirit refinement stage cultivators.
As this unfolded, the dark winds grew thick, and heaven seemed to change color.
"Quickly!"
Old Monster pointed at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner above his head. As he did so, a greenish-black cloud emerged from the banner flag’s surface, rapidly expanding and enveloping Old Monster's figure. Instantly, bone-chilling cold winds blew, and the color of that cloud changed bizarrely.
One moment it was like a clear green pond, but in an instant, it turned pitch black as ink. In just a short while, it transformed into a grayish-white corpse cloud.
The heavy stench of death made one want to vomit, and faint figures could be seen moving inside. There were even sounds of iron chains dropping.
Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted, but silver light shone in his eyes as the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eyes took effect. He saw clearly that there were three large mummified corpses.
On the left was a hunched figure holding a long spear, with grayish-white pupils, exuding a powerful aura.
On the right was another, wielding heavy weapons; both hands tightly gripping an enormous axe. Unlike ordinary zombies, this one’s muscles were bulging, making it seem incredibly strong.
But these weren’t the scariest.
In the middle, the zombie had skin that had turned a faint silver color and seemed to have some rune-like patterns.
He held no weapon but wore thick chains on his wrists, which produced the sound of dragging as they hit the ground. This was the one with the most intense corpse aura.
All three mummified corpses had exposed fangs. The entire process took only an instant, but in that moment, the four spirit images rushed forward to face them. Lin Xuan wondered how they would handle it.
The power of this Ten Thousand Souls Banner seemed far greater than he imagined. Curious and somewhat excited, Lin Xuan was taken aback by what happened next.
Facing the attack from the four spirit images, the three mummified corpses did not meet head-on but instead lunged forward, their corpse aura dissipating instantly.
Then, as the corpse aura reformed, they were no longer mummies but skeletons. Lin Xuan roughly counted a hundred and eight of them.
Seeing this, even with his vast experience, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but be amazed.
Among the Three Realms, Netherworld’s techniques were the most mysterious and changeable. The ancients did not deceive me.
The hundred and eight skeletons immediately opened their mouths to gnash, producing a series of cracking sounds as they spat out demon flames.
These greenish flames added to the chilling effect of the dark winds, but their power was truly formidable. With so many, they formed a continuous front, filling half of the sky with ghastly green flames.
The four spirit images were powerful, but when confronted by this endless sea of demonic fire, they lost their momentum and quickly vanished.
"This..."
Lin Xuan’s eyes widened in shock. He had known that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was incredibly powerful, but he never expected his Sucking Spirit Sword to be unable to withstand it after just a moment.
Seeing the demon flames rushing towards him like a tidal wave, Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate. His body spun, and an egg-sized ball of flame emerged from his surface and shot forward.
The Five-Colored Crystal was Phantasmal Heavenly Fire.
Once detached from his body, it expanded with the wind, quickly transforming into a five-colored crystal light shield that enveloped Lin Xuan’s entire body.
Old Monster saw this scene, sneering. He cast a spell, and the green ghost flames surged even more fiercely, engulfing Lin Xuan in an instant.
"Haha, wrapped by these Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Flames, even true tribulation cultivators would shed layers of skin. Little fellow, will you not turn to ashes this time?"