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第三百二十二章 惊人威力

After several flashes of green and red, Lei Hong stamped his foot and transformed into a streak of red light, breaking through the air to escape. He was not a fool; this young man clearly wasn't an ordinary initial-stage cultivator. Although he had yet to discern Lin Xuan's true abilities, the astonishing power of his treasures left a deep impression on him.

The ancient beast talisman containing the soul of the vicious dragon was a treasure of the Sea Dragon Sect, and its ancestors had never been at a disadvantage when facing late-stage condensation core cultivators or even those who were nearly perfected. Yet this young man, relying on two such powerful treasures, easily killed the dragon's soul—how could that not make Lei Hong feel his heart pounding with fear?

Despite still appearing weak from his battle, he was clearly no match for Lin Xuan and staying here would be of no benefit. He might even lose his life if he wasn't careful. Lei Hong decided to flee.

But how could Lin Xuan let him go? Having provoked him, Lei Hong must face the consequences. Besides, Lin Xuan didn’t want his whereabouts exposed either.

"Ah, I understand," the small yin spirit nodded and turned into a beam of white light, flying into his master's sleeve. Lin Xuan’s body was enveloped in black light as he broke through the air.

Lei Hong’s evasion technique was quite ingenious; he had flown several dozen miles away within an instant. Just when he relaxed, a chilling voice echoed in his ears: "Why must you leave so hurriedly? It's only fair that I entertain you properly."

The red light paused, and Lei Hong turned to look at the horizon. This guy’s reaction was incredibly fast; since he couldn’t escape, he would stay and fight to the death. A cruel expression appeared on his face.

A black cloud appeared in the distance, initially far away but quickly approaching. The mist condensed, revealing Lin Xuan's figure.

Lei Hong's eyes were filled with shock. Was this a cultivation of magic?

But just moments ago, that young man had used Daoist spells. Lei Hong was confused and felt even more wary.

"Are you really going to exterminate me?"

"Too much chatter," Lin Xuan didn't want to waste time. He extended his right hand and struck his storage bag, sending a small black banner flying out.

This was the beast soul banner that Lin Xuan had spent five years cultivating with great effort. He had never used it in battle before; now he would test its power.

Clearly, this wouldn’t end well for Lei Hong. A look of malice appeared in his eyes as he took out a short blade and prepared to defend himself.

Lin Xuan ignored him, channeling his spiritual energy into the magic banner and gently waving it. Black mist poured out like a swarm of ink.

With a piercing roar, numerous beast spirits emerged from the thick fog. Some had lion bodies with eagle heads; others were as large as battle carts; some even had three heads and six arms, their appearances grotesque to the extreme.

"What is this?" Lei Hong initially remained calm but quickly turned pale in horror. There were hundreds of these beast souls, many of them at the third-stage level.

"Try out my beast soul banner," Lin Xuan taunted.

Lei Hong was terrified, his resolve shattered. He regretted his actions and wished he hadn’t provoked thisdemonstar. But it was too late; gritting his teeth, he transformed into a streak of red light and attached himself to the short blade, attempting to break through the air.

Desperate measures.

Lin Xuan’s spiritual sense activated, and all the beast souls roared in unison. Multicolored lights and spheres emerged from their mouths, converging into an incredibly terrifying rainbow beam that chased after them…

The speed was astonishing; Lei Hong couldn’t dodge in time and perished without even a scream.

Lin Xuan’s expression was one of great joy as he retrieved his storage bag with a wave of his hand. He didn't even look at it before hanging it around his waist.

Then, Lin Xuan lowered his head to examine the beast soul banner in his hands. To be honest, this treasure's power exceeded his expectations. The first time using it left him quite surprised.

Although Lei Hong had no intention of lingering, he almost instantaneously annihilated a mid-stage condensation core cultivator with this tool. Lin Xuan was extremely satisfied; all the effort he put into crafting it hadn’t been in vain.

Moreover, summoning beast souls to destroy enemies was just one of the many abilities of this treasure. What delighted Lin Xuan even more was that unlike the beast talisman, the energy of these beast souls would replenish after returning to the banner. In other words, they were inexhaustible.

Perhaps by sheer luck, Lin Xuan believed that once the number of beast souls in his banner reached a certain point, their power would far exceed that of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Despite this being more of a "knockoff," Lin Xuan was confident that with enough beast souls, his banner’s power would be unmatched.

It was already close to noon. Lin Xuan wouldn’t waste any more time here and transformed into a streak of light, flying away.

That evening, Lin Xuan chose an uninhabited mountain to land on. It was remote, unlikely to attract any attention or disturbances.

He checked Moon’s condition; although her complexion wasn't good, there were no signs of deterioration.

Taking out the array disk and flag, Lin Xuan set up the extreme yin evil spirit array again.

Then he took out the ancient jade in his palm, playing with it. He had no intention of wasting the soul of the vicious dragon and planned to integrate it into the beast soul banner.

Jade dragons were naturally a part of the celestial spirits; this beast’s rank was already high compared to other beast souls. With the nourishment from the banner, its power would surely increase significantly.

Of course, the greater the benefits, the more difficult the refinement process. If not for this opportunity, Lin Xuan wouldn’t have considered it now.

However, his target in the Yin Spirit Canyon was a ghost king—a creature even the weakest of which could match late-stage condensation core cultivators and those who were nearly perfected didn't stand a chance against them. Although Lin Xuan had easily killed Lei Hong with a few words, that guy’s cultivation technique was ordinary, lacking any special power. Moreover, there was a significant difference between mid-stage and late-stage cultivators; Lin Xuan wasn’t confident of winning.

Without the soul of the dragon, he might have let it go, but since luck had favored him, Lin Xuan intended to seal it in his beast soul banner.

With that thought, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated. He pointed at the ancient jade and sent it flying into the air, where it emitted a bright light. A struggling dragon emerged from within.

Compared to when he first met it, this dragon was nearly a third smaller, looking weak and fearful. It let out a low growl before trying to escape.

Lin Xuan smirked as he took out the beast soul banner with both hands. Countless black tendrils crossed through the air, forming a giant net that descended upon the evil dragon.

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