At low altitude, a mass of demonic clouds suddenly came to a halt.
“What is it?”
Bai Shuang looked at the black-clothed youth beside her, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
By now, some time had passed since they left the canyon, and Bai Shuang had awakened from her coma.
Mo Fan was inwardly amazed by this, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the pendant on the female demon’s ample chest, earning him no small amount of teasing from Bai Shuang.
Ultimately, it was because the pendant’s protective ability was too powerful, making even Mo Fan envious.
Amid the explosions of so many fire crystal bombs, even that demonic cultivator’s Million Soul-Devouring Banner had been blasted to pieces, yet the shield released by the pendant remained intact, and Bai Shuang inside had only been knocked unconscious by the massive blast.
This showed just how formidable the pendant’s defence was.
Mo Fan had even thought it might be a demonic ancestor sacred weapon comparable to Bai Tian Tian’s Water God Seal.
However, since it involved Bai Shuang’s secret, he did not feel it appropriate to ask.
At this moment, his expression changed, then he spread his hands and released the tattered Soul-Devouring Banner from his storage ring.
Bai Shuang was not surprised at all that Mo Fan possessed a storage ring, after all, this fellow had hunted who knew how many Golden Core cultivators along the way.
She simply did not understand why Mo Fan suddenly took out the Soul-Devouring Banner that he had already stored away, so she felt puzzled.
“That guy is dead!”
A flash of surprise crossed Mo Fan’s eyes as he sensed the gradually fading mark on the Soul-Devouring Banner, and he spoke faintly.
“Who?”
Bai Shuang’s willow-like brows furrowed slightly, then as if realising something, her pupils contracted, and she asked, “You mean that demonic path cultivator?”
“Exactly. Just now, I sensed that the mark belonging to him on this Soul-Devouring Banner has disappeared.”
Mo Fan nodded, also finding it somewhat unbelievable.
As the Soul-Devouring Banner was that demonic cultivator’s magical treasure, it bore the mark he had refined, but if the owner perished, the related mark would naturally vanish.
“Could it be because he was too severely injured?”
“Or was he taken advantage of by other cultivators?”
Bai Shuang pondered thoughtfully.
“How it happened does not matter. What matters is that this Soul-Devouring Banner now belongs to me!”
Mo Fan smiled faintly. This Soul-Devouring Banner was no ordinary magical treasure; it excelled in both offence and defence, and could also extract souls and refine spirits, making it a terrifying demonic path treasure.
Though it seemed evil, it suited Mo Fan perfectly, and when necessary, he could use it to conceal his demon cultivator identity.
When he first obtained the banner, he wanted to refine it, but later discovered that it had already been sacrificed and refined into the demonic cultivator’s natal magical treasure. As long as the owner lived, even Mo Fan could not erase the mark on it in a short time.
But now it was different. The demonic cultivator was dead, so the Soul-Devouring Banner had become ownerless, making it much easier to refine.
“Stinky little brother, this time you must thank your sister properly. If not for your sister holding that guy back, how could you have obtained such a fine treasure?”
Bai Shuang huffed lightly. She knew full well how powerful the Soul-Devouring Banner was.
If she were adept at wielding such demonic cultivator treasures, she would have contended with Mo Fan for it, no matter what.
“Thank you, sister!”
Mo Fan was straightforward and genuinely thanked her, causing Bai Shuang’s cheek to twitch slightly. “Just that?”
She had thought that in his excitement, Mo Fan would directly waive all the resources he had promised her, but in the end, she only got a single sentence…
It really was just “thank you”!
Next, Mo Fan did not continue forward but found a concealed spot and burrowed into the ground, excavating a temporary cave dwelling underground, then began refining the Soul-Devouring Banner.
Bai Shuang said nothing more about this and quietly cultivated nearby.
For her, the stronger Mo Fan became, the better, as it would increase their chances of success against Lei Yu Zi Dian.
This refinement lasted a full three days.
The duration was longer than even Mo Fan himself had expected.
Fortunately, he finally turned the Soul-Devouring Banner into his own magical treasure and joyfully discovered that although the ghost domain inside was in ruins, it still existed and had not completely collapsed.
With a thought, the Soul-Devouring Banner instantly transformed into a black curtain that enveloped his entire body.
Soon, Mo Fan entered the Soul-Devouring Banner and appeared within a black space.
He looked around and saw darkness everywhere, filled with eerie ghost mist, and in the distance, numerous ghost shadows drifted towards him.
This was the ghost domain!
Mo Fan stood still, his astonishing blood energy making him like a bright lamp in the ghost prison, attracting countless fierce ghosts to stir restlessly.
But when those fierce ghosts approached and tried to pounce on him, Mo Fan only needed a single thought, and black threads pierced through their bodies, causing all the fierce ghosts to freeze in place.
“Retreat!”
With Mo Fan’s light command, the approaching fierce ghosts all flew far away, as if being controlled.
Looking at these fierce ghosts like puppets on strings, a smile finally appeared on Mo Fan’s face.
At least, the previous battle had not been in vain, and the rewards were substantial!
The only regret for Mo Fan was that the Soul-Devouring Banner was severely damaged, and even the ghost domain was shattered into several pieces.
Of the original million fierce ghosts, only a little over five hundred thousand remained, greatly reducing the banner’s power.
After refining the Soul-Devouring Banner, Mo Fan gradually understood one thing: the strength of the Soul-Devouring Banner largely depended on the number of souls it contained.
The more souls it held, the stronger the Soul-Devouring Banner became!
So, if he wanted to repair the Soul-Devouring Banner, he would need to collect hundreds of thousands more souls to replenish it.
However, this idea only flashed through Mo Fan’s mind.
Though he coveted such a treasure, he was not about to commit mass slaughter for the sake of the Soul-Devouring Banner.
“Forget it. I’ll use it as is for now. It’s still far superior to the few magical treasures I collected before!”
Mo Fan sighed, then flew out of the ghost domain and casually stored the Soul-Devouring Banner.
“How is its power?”
Seeing that Mo Fan had finished refining, Bai Shuang also ended her cultivation and looked over at him.
“Though this soul banner is heavily damaged, it is still far more powerful than many magical treasures and can rival ordinary top-grade ones!” Mo Fan smiled.
“That’s good. Since you’ve successfully refined it, let’s head out!” Bai Shuang nodded.
“It’s time to set off. Three days have passed, and I’m afraid most cultivators in the area have gathered beneath the True Dragon Lair. Though it has become more complicated, it is also more convenient!
We can settle all accounts at once!”
Mo Fan grinned, immediately radiating an immensely powerful aura.
“Yes, everything I’ve planned is about to come to an end!”
“Lei Yu Zi Dian must die!”
A shocking killing intent also flashed in Bai Shuang’s eyes!
