The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

"You destroyed my Lingyuan Sect...you destroyed my ten-thousand-year-old heritage..."

Master Qingyang coughed up blood as he roared, "Wu Minghuang...you will die a horrible death...you will die a horrible death!!!"

Wu Minghuang looked at him quietly without saying a word.

It's like watching a dying wild dog.

"You want to leave?"

Master Qingyang suddenly laughed, a ferocious, maniacal laugh, "You destroyed my Lingyuan Sect, and you think you can just leave?!"

He suddenly pulled something out of his pocket.

It was a small, black banner, about the size of a palm, its surface tattered and worn, as if it had been eroded by countless years.

But even such a tattered banner appeared the moment it appeared.

The temperature of the entire area suddenly dropped by ten degrees!

A chilling wind howled!

The screams of ghosts and wolves were deafening!

"This is........"

For the first time, Wu Minghuang's brows furrowed.

She recognized it.

Human soul flag.

This ancient demonic treasure was forged from the souls of countless living beings. Once activated, it can summon countless vengeful spirits and ghosts to devour all life.

Moreover, this thing is extremely vicious. Once it is unleashed, even the user will suffer a backlash, ultimately losing their soul and never being reborn.

This is a forbidden weapon that leads to mutual destruction!

"Martial Phoenix!"

Master Qingyang gripped the Soul Banner tightly, his voice hoarse, "Weren't you going to protect your Daoist partner? Weren't you going to avenge him?"

"well......."

"Today, I'll show you what true despair is!"

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Soul Banner.

"With my blood, I offer sacrifice to my soul!"

"Human Soul Flag—Open!"

The moment the words fell.

"Buzz!!!"

A deep humming sound emanated from the soul banner.

The sound didn't resemble a magical artifact; rather, it sounded like countless living beings wailing, crying, and roaring at the same time!

The next second, the Human Soul Banner rose higher in the wind!

From the size of a palm, it instantly grew to a hundred feet tall!

Black banners fluttered in the air, their surfaces adorned with countless ferocious faces.

There were old people, children, women, strong men... every face was distorted and deformed, filled with pain and resentment.

Those were the souls and spirits of living beings that had been refined into the Human Soul Banner!

"roar!!!"

Countless vengeful spirits burst forth from the banners!

They transformed into a black torrent, spreading wildly in all directions!

Wherever it went, the grass and trees withered, the earth cracked, and even the air became polluted!

"not good!"

Inside Lingxiao Pavilion, the old Taoist priest suddenly stood up, his face changing drastically. "The Human Soul Banner! True Person Qingyang has gone mad! He wants to sacrifice the entire Qingzhou!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned.

To sacrifice the entire Qingzhou?

That's millions of lives!

"Quickly! Activate the city's protective formation!"

The old Taoist priest roared hoarsely, "Notify all cultivators to evacuate Qingzhou City immediately!"

But just then...

In the scene, the black torrent formed by the vengeful spirits has already surged out of the ruins of the Lingyuan Sect.

They spread wildly in all directions like a plague.

Wherever it went, it brought devastation and suffering to the people.

A bird was swept away by the black torrent and instantly turned into a dried-up corpse, falling from the sky.

A group of wild rabbits were swallowed up by the black torrent, and before they could even scream, they were reduced to skeletons.

even.......

This black torrent began to spread outwards, engulfing everything in its path.

Master Qingyang laughed even more maniacally as he looked at the rampaging vengeful spirits.

"Wu Minghuang! Weren't you supposed to be protecting your Daoist partner?!"

"Weren't you going to stand up for him?!"

"Now, the entire Qingzhou will be destroyed because of you! Millions of lives will die because of you!"

"Let's see how you protect him now!"

He stared intently at Wu Minghuang, his eyes filled with the satisfaction of revenge.

he died.

The Lingyuan Sect was destroyed.

He has nothing left.

Therefore, he wants to drag the entire Qingzhou down with him!

We'll drag Wu Minghuang down with us!

Let her Daoist partner also taste what it's like to lose everything!

Wu Minghuang watched him quietly, watching the rampaging vengeful spirits, watching the village in the distance that had become a dead land.

Her gaze gradually turned cold.

It was as cold as ice that had stood for millennia.

"Master Qingyang".

She spoke slowly, her voice calm and undisturbed.

"You're asking for it."

The moment she finished speaking, she raised her right hand and grabbed at the hundred-foot-tall banner of human souls from afar.

Space seemed to freeze.

Countless golden flames transformed into chains, emerging from the void and coiling around the menacing banner.

"Buzz!!!"

The banner of human souls trembled violently, and the countless distorted human faces on the banner simultaneously emitted extremely mournful howls.

Black resentment, like ink, poured out of the banner, frantically eroding the golden flame chains.

"Click..."

Fine cracks began to appear on the chains.

Master Qingyang knelt amidst the ruins, blood streaming from his seven orifices, yet a maniacal smile graced his blood-stained face: "Wu Minghuang! Useless! This is an ancient demonic treasure!"

"Forged from the souls of a million living beings! You think you can suppress it with your meager Imperial Flame?!"

He suddenly spat out another mouthful of his heart's essence blood, which transformed into strange blood-red runes in the air and merged into the Soul Banner.

"roar!!!"

The power of the vengeful spirits on the banner surged!

The black resentment erupted like a tsunami, shattering most of the golden chains!

"not good!"

Inside Lingxiao Pavilion, the old Taoist's expression changed drastically. "Master Qingyang is burning his own divine soul and lifespan to activate the Human Soul Banner! He intends to perish together with us!"

In the scene, Wu Minghuang's brows are furrowed.

She could feel the power of the Soul Banner expanding at an alarming rate.

Master Qingyang has gone completely mad. He sacrificed all the remaining life force of his life to this demonic treasure!

"Open it!"

Master Qingyang roared and withered away at a visible speed, his skin cracked, his hair fell out, and in the blink of an eye he became a skin and bones dried corpse.

But the magic in his hands was getting faster and faster.

The human soul flag rises in the storm!

From a hundred zhang, to two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang... and finally it expanded to a height of a thousand zhang!

It blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun!

The entire sky was obscured by that black banner!

Countless vengeful spirits burst forth from the banners, transforming into a black torrent that spread wildly in all directions!

This time, the number of vengeful spirits is more than ten times that of before!

Wherever they passed, the earth cracked, the grass and trees withered, and even the stones turned to dust!

Even more frightening is-

These vengeful spirits are surging towards Qingzhou City!

"Stop them!"

Wu Minghuang shouted sharply and formed a hand seal.

"Imperial Seal - Suppress!"

In the void behind her, the enormous golden sun reappeared.

The sun slowly rotated, casting endless golden light that formed a curtain of light, blocking the torrent of vengeful spirits.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The vengeful spirits crashed into the golden light barrier, producing a piercing corrosive sound, and one by one they turned into black smoke and dissipated.

But there are just too many vengeful spirits!

One after another, endlessly!

The golden light curtain began to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For the first time, Wu Minghuang's face turned pale.

She had just wiped out five patriarchs of the Lingyuan Sect, which had already depleted a significant portion of her essence.

Now they have to suppress this banner of human souls and block countless vengeful spirits...

"puff!"

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.

The long, crimson-gold dress was also stained with specks of blood.

"The Empress is injured!"

Lin Xiaoman gasped in shock.

Ye Li stared intently at the screen, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her flesh.

She knew that the Empress had done everything in her power.

But that banner of human souls is too terrifying.

That is an ancient demonic treasure, a forbidden artifact forged from the souls of millions of living beings!

Once it fully erupts, let alone the Empress, even a true Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to stop it!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The desiccated corpse of Master Qingyang let out a hoarse laugh, "Wu Minghuang! You can't stop her! Today, the entire Qingzhou will be buried with you!"

"I'll let you see for yourself how Qingzhou becomes a living hell!"

The torrent of vengeful spirits grew increasingly violent.

The cracks on the golden light screen are increasing.

Blood kept spilling from the corner of Wu Minghuang's mouth.

Her eyes remained cold, but her breathing began to become unsteady.

She's about to give up.

And at that very moment—

A calm voice suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

"Who said that?"