anwhile, Mu Hua Company continued to expand in Hua Country, and at the sa ti, there was vigorous developnt of pig farming in Southeast Asia, predictably, the number of souls would grow even more astonishing in the foreseeable future.
"My lady!"
Su Jie called out as Han Ruyan looked down at these Primordial Spirit Pearls and the Soul Summoning Banner.
"It's up to you now, my lady."
Su Jie took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, a banner that was black with a tinge of red. Inside, it stored a similarly astonishing number of Yin Souls, totaling several hundreds of thousands.
Added to the small mountain-sized Soul Summoning Banners that Su Jie had just taken out, the combined number of Yin Souls was already enough to create a Million Soul Banner of Ten Thousand Soul rank.
Han Ruyan remained silent, simply extending a finger to point.
Suddenly, thousands of Soul Summoning Banners began to float into the air.
Subsequently, Su Jie's Ten Thousand Soul Banner fell into Han Ruyan's hands, transforming from a small banner into a giant banner several tens of feet tall. The surface of the banner emitted rolling black Qi, and the piercing screams of nurous ferocious Yin Souls could be faintly heard.
Han Ruyan gestured with her hand, and the floating Soul Summoning Banners began to shake, as large numbers of Yin Souls erged, rging into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner like swallows returning to their nest.
The entire process was extrely quick and tranquil. Of course, upgrading the Ten Thousand Soul Banner wasn't as easy as it seed. This was no ordinary Magic Artifact or Magical Treasure; it was a Demon Artifact, steeped in overwhelming evil energy. A single mistake during the upgrade could cause the Yin Souls to retaliate, and there were countless cases of people dying and their souls being destroyed.
Thus, even for the Heavenly Soul Sect, a sect skilled in manipulating ghosts and Yin Souls, crafting a Ten Thousand Soul Banner required extre caution—let alone the fact that this ti, they were creating a Million Soul Banner.
Su Jie watched quietly from the side. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner grew larger and its aura even more terrifying.
At the sa ti, with a gentle wave of her other jade hand, Han Ruyan caused over a hundred thousand Primordial Spirit Pearls, containing Fear Energy and as black as ink, to tremble. The Fear Energy within them surged out like a tide, being absorbed into Han Ruyan's blood-colored wedding dress.
Visible to the naked eye, the color of Han Ruyan's wedding dress grew increasingly vivid.
When all the Fear Energy was absorbed by Han Ruyan, the Primordial Spirit Pearls reverted to a transparent hue. Han Ruyan slowly floated into the air, her aura becoming even more formidable.
Boom!
Under Su Jie's gaze, Han Ruyan's blood-colored wedding dress expanded and blood-colored flas began to burn fiercely from the void, as an extrely terrifying force of ominous power erupted.
The blood-colored flas twisted the void slightly upon burning, and when they touched the ground, the earth and rocks were ignited and boiled, as if splashed with hot oil. Beneath these blood-colored flas, they crystallized.
And the small animals in the valley, they seed to witness a natural disaster. Clusters of blood-colored flas drifted down from the void. While beautiful to behold, upon touching them—
No, before the blood-colored flas even touched these animals, they burst into flas on their own.
It was because their souls were ignited by the blood-colored flas. The semi-ethereal fire enveloped their entire bodies, and in a mont, the animals fell to the ground, silently losing their lives. Their souls were burnt clean, and without a soul, the flesh was rely an empty shell, naturally unable to survive.
Su Jie stretched out his palm to catch a falling blood-colored fla.
The instant the fla touched flesh, it dissipated. Within Su Jie's Divine Sense, his soul slightly quivered, then quickly stabilized.
"A soul-based Fla Talent, huh? It's strong."
Su Jie's eyes sharpened, a smile on his lips. His soul was much stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator in the Secret Realm. His soul was affected by the blood-colored flas. Ordinary cultivators in the Secret Realm, if scorched, would certainly not fare well; they would likely end up with their souls shattered.
However, this was just the beginning, as Han Ruyan slowly opened her eyes.
As she opened her eyes, the ground within a hundred ters was instantly shattered and torn, and mounds rose from the earth, as the sky above suddenly changed with a violent shift in the clouds.
Layers of thick dark clouds erged abruptly, lightning snakes flashing across them, followed by a descent of vast, incandescent thunderbolts, striking down viciously around Han Ruyan.
"The heavens will not tolerate."
Su Jie's brows furrowed. Since ancient tis, the promotion and breakthrough of mountain spirits and ghouls have been more rigorous and difficult. Unlike human cultivators who have legacies to follow, most of these creatures rely on their instincts to cultivate, such as devouring spiritual energy, essence of the sun and moon, spirit veins, yin qi, souls, and so on.
Therefore, when they attempt to break through, they often face bombardnt by heavenly tribulation, as if the Heavenly Dao can hardly contain them, leading to many mountain spirits and ghouls dying under the tribulation.
However, human cultivators do not need to consider the tribulation before reaching the Taoist Platform Realm.
Su Jie possessed the Divine Skills of Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder, thus could perceive the power of this tribulation as extrely terrifying and astonishing.
Just as Su Jie was contemplating whether to help or not, knowing his Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder could sowhat confuse the power of the tribulation, he saw Han Ruyan suddenly make a move.
Facing the descending incandescent heavenly thunder, she gracefully grabbed her blood-colored wedding dress with one hand and fiercely flung it.
With the wedding dress gone, Han Ruyan was now wearing a plain white robe beneath, which accentuated her figure even more.
Above in the sky, the heavy tribulation clouds began to transform, as the blood-colored wedding dress appeared and grew insanely large, turning into a roaring tide, akin to a bellowing tsunami or a massive blood-colored handprint that blotted out the sky, wrapping around the entire cloud of tribulation.
The next mont, Han Ruyan reached out again, the sky-covering blood-colored wedding dress rapidly shrunk and fell back, redressing her delicate body.
At this ti, looking at Han Ruyan's body, the blood-colored wedding dress was covered in white thunder-like runes that surfaced and flickered continuously; so of the thunder even leaped out of the dress, falling onto the nearby ground, capable of blasting the earth into rubble and leaving behind charred and terrifying large craters.
Even Su Jie couldn't help but widen his eyes at this sight, as Han Ruyan had actually imprisoned the tribulation clouds within her wedding dress, turning them into a boost for her blood-colored wedding dress.
Her wedding dress was like a Mystical Treasure that always accompanied her. It was obvious that, as Han Ruyan broke through to a Seventh-grade Fierce Ghost, the prowess of this blood-colored wedding dress had also beco even weirder and more formidable.
And Han Ruyan, having advanced to a Seventh-grade Fierce Ghost, held her hands in the air, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner imdiately fell into her grasp.
By then, the fully rged Ten Thousand Soul Banner was ten zhang in size, its tassels dancing lightly in the wind, each flutter stirring the surrounding air and forming a faintly visible black vortex, as if to suck all nearby creatures into an endless dark abyss.
The banner, increasingly large and heavy, was painted with countless ghastly Yin Souls in twisted shapes; so seed to cry, others glared furiously, so struggled and wailed, causing the banner's surface to beco uneven, as the faces of Yin Souls protruded, forming ferocious visages, as if trying to break free, further adding to the eerie nature of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
If one were to look directly at the soul banner now, both body and mind would feel an indescribable fear, as if countless invisible eyes were peering through the fabric, coldly and strangely watching the living beings of the outside world.
There was a soft moonlight falling from the sky, casting a twisted, elongated shadow of the banner on the ground under the moon's reflection, like a path leading to hell, with Han Ruyan's figure at the very end.
Han Ruyan glanced at Su Jie, then seized the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and swung both hands.
Whoosh whoosh!
An angry howl of Yin wind, and with each swing of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, terrifying howls intimidated the entire scene, as the rolling Yin wind spread out.
The wind suddenly intensified, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner wildly dancing in the night breeze, each turn raising wails and howls of ghosts and wolves, causing all vegetation to bow down and birds to scatter in panic. Even the Formation could not stop it, and on the nearby mountains, even the fiercest of beasts curled up, emitting trembling growls.
Bang!
Han Ruyan flung the Ten Thousand Soul Banner into the sky, and the sky seed to tear open a great hole, revealing the true visage of another world, with the screams and sinister laughter of millions of Yin Souls reaching hundreds of kiloters away.
The ghostly world made of mountains, palaces, bridges, and the Blood River revealed its bizarre architecture through the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, now ascended to a Million Soul Banner, unfurling its true face before Su Jie.
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