Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 183 You Learn from Me, I Learn from You
Baihai Valley is bustling with activity again.

The feud between Chen Ye and the Mirage Sect is not a recent development; it has almost become a popular folk tale.

As the news spread, more and more people became aware of Chen Ye's identity and background.

The first rogue cultivator to make the five major sects bow down, now the sect leader of the Yellow Springs Sect, a genius who cultivated from the Qi Sea Realm to the Profound Realm within a year.

All these accolades combined made Chen Ye seem unreal.

Is it really not a disciple of one of the five major sects pretending?

Regardless of the rumors, there's bound to be some excitement to watch. These days, the longer you live, the more interesting it becomes.

When Chen Ye returned to Baihai Valley, there was only half an hour left before the agreed-upon duel.

As Chen Ye jumped off Black Whirlwind, he said to Black Whirlwind, "Keep practicing hard and try to make it back in half a day next time."

"Cuck!"

Black Whirlwind tilted his head, continuing to pretend he didn't understand anything.

Chen Ye added, "I'll give you double the amount of Blood Pills when we get back."

Black Whirlwind then flapped its wings and nodded repeatedly.

This guy is getting smarter and smarter. I wonder when he'll be able to speak like a mirage demon.

Chen Ye walked slowly toward the arena, glancing at the rankings as he passed by.

I thought Su Chunyi's name would still be in first place, but who would have thought that the name in first place would be Yu Xing from the Mirage Sect.

The rankings after that were even more chaotic. The previous top ten had been replaced by a bunch of names I'd never even heard of, many of whom were rogue cultivators.

Chen Ye walked up to Lu Shichang and asked, "Brother Lu, what's going on with this ranking? When I came last time, weren't the names of the five major sects listed there?"

Lu Shichang laughed and said, "It's because you fought so well in your previous match that many rogue cultivators felt they could also try to challenge you, so they started to repeatedly challenge the top-ranked cultivators of the five major sects."

"At first, the five major sects were prepared to fight, but with so many independent cultivators, who could stand being challenged every day? Over time, they all became too lazy to fight and automatically admitted defeat. Naturally, the title was given to someone else. As for the first place, Fellow Daoist Su of the Qinghe Sword Sect did not fight, so Yu Xing of the Mirage Sect took the first place."

"But you know what, others also wanted to take this opportunity to grab first place, but Yu Xing accepted all comers and taught many rogue cultivators a lesson, which is how he secured the first place position."

After hearing this, Chen Ye shook his head helplessly: "This person is really a freak."

In his view, it is not the proper mindset for a cultivator to cause trouble all day long for a false reputation.

After this commotion, the so-called ranking competition has become meaningless.

No wonder no one paid attention to this fighting arena for several years; it was indeed just an unimportant external thing to cultivators.

Chen Ye stepped onto the arena, which had been repaired countless times. The array he had left behind had long been cleared away. This time, he would rely on his own abilities to fight against that Lingguang Immortal.

However, he seemed to have arrived a little too early; there were few spectators around the arena, and Lingguangxian was nowhere to be seen.

But Master Ziyan was already waiting there. Upon seeing Chen Ye, she sneered, "There's still half an hour left. Are you planning to set up the formation ahead of time again?"

Chen Ye laughed and said, "I won't prepare in advance this time. I'm afraid your Mirage Sect will have another disciple with an incurable inner demon. But, is True Person Ziyan also planning to borrow a magic weapon this time? Your Purple Cloud Smoke Canopy is almost like a slave to three masters."

Master Ziyan's face immediately turned ashen. He hadn't expected Chen Ye to be so sharp-tongued, capable of driving someone to their death with his viciousness.

Despite her anger, Master Ziyan still carefully observed Chen Ye's attire.

After some time apart, Chen Ye has progressed from the Qi Sea Realm to the Profound Realm. Who knows what treasures he has acquired?

After observing for a while, Master Ziyan discovered that Chen Ye only had one Wanhun Banner.

"He only carried the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from back then? He didn't even bring the sword box with him."

The rules of this arena duel were that being hit once meant defeat, so there was no room for error. Chen Ye couldn't possibly keep the sword box in his storage bag and take it out to use during the duel; there simply wouldn't be enough time.

In other words, he really only brought the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the battle.

Last time, he relied entirely on advance preparation to unleash the full power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Could it be that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand is different?
Master Ziyan carefully observed the Myriad Souls Banner in Chen Ye's hand. Its appearance had indeed changed slightly, and its sinister aura seemed to have diminished considerably.

But this is even more wrong.

The power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner depends entirely on the spirits; the more spirits there are, the greater their resentment, and the more powerful the Ten Thousand Souls Banner becomes.

Why is Chen Ye's Ten Thousand Soul Banner becoming more and more open and aboveboard? Is it still filled with Yin spirits?

Master Ziyan was a little confused, but considering Chen Ye's close relationship with the Qinghe Sword Sect, could it be that the Qinghe Sword Sect was dissatisfied with his control of the Yin Soul and forced him to change the magic weapon?

Therefore, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner may not have the original effect, and it may be related to the swordsmanship of the Qinghe Sword Sect.

Upon thinking about it this way, Master Ziyan suddenly felt that the Myriad Soul Banner was even more dangerous.

Chen Ye could naturally sense that True Person Ziyan was observing his magic weapon, but he didn't care at all. This Myriad Soul Banner was no ordinary magic weapon. No matter how he guessed or reasoned, the conclusion he came to would only mislead him.

Half an hour isn't a long time, and soon the audience had filled the area around the arena. The last time it was this lively was also when Chen Ye faced off against the Mirage Sect, but last time it was a battle between two Qi Sea Realm cultivators against Gang Sha Realm cultivators, and it soon turned into a duel between two Tong Xuan Realm cultivators.

Lingguangxian arrived almost at the very last moment of the timeline.

When Chen Ye saw this person, he had a strange feeling. The woman in white in front of him seemed not to exist, and she looked like she had no life of her own.

Chen Ye had seen many ghosts, but he felt that there was something wrong with the Lingguang Immortal in front of him.

Bai Yueguang once said that Lingguang Xian walks outside in spirit, but even the spirit of a living being should not be so "dead and still".

Chen Ye wanted to say hello, but Lingguangxian's eyes were empty, as if she hadn't seen Chen Ye at all.

Regardless, both sides have arrived, and the arena battle must begin according to the rules.

Lu Shichang cast the one-time cyan shield on the two of them, and then read out the rules as usual, without any difference from the previous procedure.

The moment Lu Shichang announced the start, the girl in white suddenly changed her appearance—she became Chen Ye.

Chen Ye felt like he was looking in a mirror, and he couldn't see any flaws at all.

Not only that, Lingguang Xian actually made a move before Chen Ye, waving the conjured Ten Thousand Souls Banner, from which countless Yin spirits flew out and rushed towards Chen Ye.

"Even ghosts can conjure forms?!"

Chen Ye was shocked; he could even see Yang Chongguang's shadow among the ghosts opposite him.

Clearly, Lingguangxian was created based on Chen Ye's performance in the previous arena battle, and the ghosts like Yang Chongguang also looked the same as before.

Chen Ye also dared not be negligent, and waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, releasing dozens of black shadows that collided violently with the enemy's army of Yin spirits.

The moment the two forces collided, death filled the arena, and the wailing and howling of ghosts made the surrounding audience cover their ears.

The spirits on Chen Ye's side are clearly more powerful.

Clad in heavy armor, Yang Chongguang charged ahead. This ghost, who had followed Chen Ye the longest, had completely changed his appearance. His figure was now nearly ten feet tall, and he wielded a thick bronze staff. He rushed in front of the imposter and blasted him to pieces with a single swing of the staff.

The same was true of Chen Ye's other ghosts; they were no longer the same as before. When they approached their imposters, they easily tore them apart.

Lingguangxian seemed surprised that the Yin spirits under Chen Ye's command had evolved so quickly. She was about to be surrounded, but she was not flustered at all. She shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in her hand again, and another large cloud of black energy surged out.

This time, the Yin spirits that rushed out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were exactly the same as those summoned by Chen Ye.

The two sides clashed, but this time the battle was evenly matched.

Whether it's their appearance, their moves, or even the details of their expressions, they are all exactly the same. When the ghosts are mixed together, they can no longer distinguish which one is their comrade. They can only fight one by one to avoid accidentally hurting their teammates.

Chen Ye couldn't help but exclaim, "What amazing illusion magic!"

This method of creating new ghostly illusions in the blink of an eye, and exactly the same, is truly ingenious.

Seeing that the Yin spirits' offensive was thwarted, Chen Ye changed his tactics.

A bronze bell with the mouth of a beast descended from the sky, enveloping Lingguangxian within it. The resounding clang echoed, shaking Lingguangxian's soul with sound waves.

The tolling of the bronze bell in Hell pierced the very soul. If Lingguang Xian were to travel in spirit form, the impact would likely be greater than on others. However, the vengeful spirits locked in combat remained completely unaffected. Chen Ye carefully sensed the bell and discovered it was entirely empty.

The true celestial aura has never been in that location; everything seen before was an illusion.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the other party had already hidden themselves, and Chen Ye was constantly shrouded in illusion, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Chen Ye opened his spiritual eyes and looked around, but still couldn't find the slightest flaw.

Instead, several bronze bells with animal mouths fell from the sky and landed on the heads of the ghosts summoned by Chen Ye.

In an instant, half of the Yin spirits under Chen Ye's command were gone, and the remaining Yin spirits were completely suppressed.

The situation has reversed, and Chen Ye is about to be besieged by the evil spirits.

He instantly learned Chen Ye's magic and was able to apply it effectively. This Lingguang Immortal is truly amazing.

Chen Ye simply closed his eyes, gripped the Myriad Souls Banner tightly, and communicated with Bai Yueguang through his thoughts, saying, "If you have a way to communicate with her, do it now. Lingguang Xian is indeed powerful, and I can no longer hold back."

Bai Yueguang quickly said, "Please lend me some spiritual energy, Sect Master."

The White Moonlight is ultimately a spirit of an artifact, temporarily residing in the Myriad Souls Banner. Unlike other spirits, it cannot cultivate on its own and must obtain Chen Ye's consent before it can use its spiritual energy to exert its effects.

Chen Ye was generous, circulating his Qi Sea and channeling spiritual energy into the Myriad Soul Banner.

Rolling white mist surged from the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, like a surging tide, engulfing all the surrounding ghosts.

The white mist quickly covered the entire arena, blocking everyone's view.

Master Ziyan was initially pleased to see Chen Ye's disheveled handling of the situation, but upon seeing the vast expanse of white mist, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, "This kid, when did he learn the illusion techniques of my Mirage Sect?!"

(End of this chapter)