The black fog on the battlefield of Changbai Mountain, like thick ink, still lingers between heaven and earth despite the passing of ti, as if still recounting the aftermath of that breathtaking battle.
anwhile, in the Jiuli Tribe’s Royal Court, the magnificently decorated hall was brightly lit, with the rich aroma of wine wafting through the air. The Jiuli Barbarian King sat high on the luxurious throne, raising goblets with the Great Witches, indulging in this rare mont of joy, with laughter echoing through the spacious hall.
Suddenly, a crisp "clang" resonated throughout the hall, like a bolt of lightning exploding in everyone’s ears. It was seen that the exquisite bronze wine jar in the Barbarian King’s hand unexpectedly slipped from his trembling fingers, crashing to the ground, wine splashing everywhere, blurring into a golden stain on the floor.
The Barbarian King’s gaze instantly froze, and the smile on his face vanished in no ti, replaced by an undisguised shock.
His hands trembled uncontrollably, urgently pulling apart his clothing to reveal a broad chest.
As expected, the tattoo marking etched on his chest, symbolizing the supre control over the Asura Banner, was now being unraveled at a disturbing speed, as if torn by an invisible giant hand. Those mysterious lines transford into points of luminescence, flickering with eerie light, slowly rging into the void.
"Impossible!" the Barbarian King exclaid, standing up abruptly. The nine Beast Bone Magic Rings hanging at his waist seed to sense their master’s anger and fear, emitting an unsettling tremor, like the deep moan of an ancient beast, casting an ominous aura over the entire hall.
As the wielder of the Asura Banner, the Barbarian King had long established a bond with this battle talisman born at the beginning of the Taixu Universe that transcended the ordinary. At this mont, he could clearly perceive that the Asura Banner was undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
The once fierce and destructive demonic might was rapidly dissipating, replaced by a mysterious and harmonious force, like spring rain washing away the world’s sins and impurities. Under this power’s influence, the Asura Banner gradually returned to its original form—the Innate Profound Water Banner.
In the past, after the Ziwei Great Emperor dominated the universe, to stabilize the foundation of the Heavenly Court and cent its eternal rule, he sought rare treasures from across the land, particularly fixated on the Innate Five Elents Treasure.
Originally, the Innate Profound Water Banner was in the hands of an astonishing ancestor of the Barbarian Clan, Yu Jiang, who was endowed with extraordinary talent and cultivated the legendary Xuanming True Body, commanding a star sea.
His power was imnsely strong, far surpassing the current Barbarian King’s. In that era of great power, ordinary Da Luo and Taiyi Realm experts were no match for Yu Jiang.
To acquire the Innate Profound Water Banner, the Ziwei Great Emperor dispatched one of his favored generals, the True Martial Emperor. The True Martial Emperor, under orders, embarked on a journey and engaged Yu Jiang in a monuntal battle. Ultimately, Yu Jiang was defeated, and the Innate Profound Water Banner was seized and included in the Heavenly Court’s vault.
With the passage of ti, the Ziwei Great Emperor perished, the True Martial Emperor reincarnated, and the Innate Profound Water Banner drifted through the world, eventually falling into the hands of the Supre Dao Sect. After countless upheavals, the Innate Profound Water Banner was refined into the Asura Banner, filled with killing energy, returning to the Barbarian Clan, becoming a weapon of terror that intimidated all directions.
Despite being the preeminent existence among the Barbarian Clan today, with profound cultivation and divine ans, the Barbarian King suppressed his inner shock, extended his right hand, and swiftly drew circles in the air with his index finger, movents like flowing clouds and running water, yet extraordinarily profound.
As he moved, a drop of crimson blood slowly oozed from his fingertip, hanging in the air for a mont before suddenly exploding into a blood mist. In the blink of an eye, the blood mist coalesced, revealing the present scene of Changbai Mountain in the Pure Yang Realm.
In that illusory mirror, Xu Qing stood like a deity between heaven and earth, his body emanating five-colored Divine Light, dazzlingly brilliant as if gathering all the world’s colors here. Those human soul phantoms previously swallowed ruthlessly by the Asura Banner now seed to have found their ho, surrounding Xu Qing, transforming into radiant starlight, each star glistening faintly, conveying past grievances and pain.
The Barbarian King, possessing formidable Divine Skills far beyond ordinary comprehension, chanted a spell, and the mysterious five-headed Dharma Form behind Xu Qing in the mirror vaguely erged. The five-headed Dharma Form exuded an ancient and powerful aura, with each head representing a unique force, mutually corresponding yet harmoniously coexisting.
"When did the Pure Yang Realm produce such a figure..." the Barbarian King murmured softly.
At this mont, the Great Witch Zhu You, witnessing this scene, was taken aback, trembling as he said, "Great King, the Asura Banner is lost."
His words were like a massive stone cast into a calm lake, instantly stirring a tempest within the hall. The many Great Witches, upon hearing this, showed expressions of astonishnt, and the once lively hall descended into a dead silence, only the sound of heavy breathing resonating in the quiet air.
To the Jiuli Barbarian Clan, the Asura Banner was not just a potent Magical Treasure but also a symbol of the Barbarian Clan’s Qi Fortune.
"It’s all because of the no-face man of the Supre Dao Sect," the Great Witch Zhu You grimly stated, his eyes burning with fury, suddenly crushing the goblet in his hand. The goblet, like fragile glass in his grasp, shattered into countless pieces, scattering across the ground.
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