Capítulo 924: Chapter 449: Overwhelming the Third Realm (Part 2)
In the blink of an eye, he had slaughtered nearly a hundred relatively powerful soul bodies, his actions decisive, causing the Ten Thousand Gods Banner to fall silent for a mont. Did this sword cultivator really not care about it? Acting in such a way would further weaken its level, making it even more difficult to restore.
Qin Ming’s attitude was resolute, saying, “If it can’t be of use to , then what’s the point of having it!”
This was the truth. Such a weapon of unknown origin might be a Supre Treasure that had fallen in rank. If it harbored malice towards him and soday resurges, the consequences would be dire.
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner beca deathly still, no longer sending soul bodies to attack him.
Qin Ming said, “If you behave, in an environnt like this, there are actually great prospects ahead, a brilliant future.”
This was no empty talk. With Night Ruins approaching, and the Night Ghosts roaming, erasing so consciousness within the Ten Thousand Gods Banner was of little consequence as it could be replenished at any ti.
In the Night Ruins, every midnight, coffins would float on the ocean, corpses rising and falling with the waves, dangers lurking everywhere, even the sky could crack open, bleeding down and dropping various heads.
Under such a grand backdrop, it was truly suitable for a weapon like the Ten Thousand Gods Banner to grow. If it was a Supre Treasure covered in dust, it would surely shine brightly enough to pierce the heavens.
Especially since the Night Ruins had Thirty Six Heavens.
Seeing it calm down, Qin Ming held it in his hand to examine it. It was a small banner about the length of a palm, with a black tal rod engraved with patterns, and the inky banner had vague designs, already damaged.
He began to refine it, but surprisingly, it resisted fiercely, ending in failure on his first attempt.
“If that’s the case, then you are of no use to !” Not wanting to waste ti, Qin Ming tossed it into the Broken Cloth Space.
However, at that mont, he clearly sensed that the once lifeless Ten Thousand Gods Banner had resurfaced, becoming agitated, anxious, and even trembling lightly.
He could even sense a weak, indistinct consciousness trying to communicate with him.
Qin Ming discovered that although it was very reluctant, it could still be refined, which ca as an unexpected delight.
“Because of the broken cloth?”
Qin Ming pondered the thought that the Ten Thousand Gods Banner seed particularly wary of being inside Old Bu’s Broken Cloth internal space.
Old Bu remained plain and ordinary, devoid of any disturbance.
“The Ten Thousand Gods Banner is no simple matter, it can sense the terror of Old Bu!” Qin Ming was astonished.
Holding the Ten Thousand Gods Banner, he began initial refinent while it reluctantly resisted.
Qin Ming secretly communicated with it, conversing in a resonant form, saying, “You’re too depressing; can’t you change your form?”
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner ignored him, its weak consciousness feeling like he was getting too familiar, making too many demands.
Qin Ming said, “Seriously, who uses a banner? Is it for summoning souls or holding funerals?”
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner quivered, seemingly expressing strong discontent.
Qin Ming reckoned it was because it was extrely weakened; otherwise, it might have given him such a knock to send him away.
“Can you transform into a golden silk parasol?” Qin Ming thought the form of a banner was indeed very eerie and mournful; who in the right mind would use it as a weapon?
It was likely that whoever crafted this weapon, even if they weren’t a supre demon, was definitely no benevolent figure.
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner remained in dead silence without any response.
Qin Ming thought, perhaps it’s better to study it so more when there’s ti, carefully storing it away.
“Hmm?” He noticed the dust-covered weapon stirring again, clearly disliking its stay in the Broken Cloth Space.
Qin Ming didn’t bother with it. Monts later, he was astonished to find that the Ten Thousand Gods Banner had indeed transford, becoming the canopy used in imperial processions, no longer so ominously eerie.
He was truly amazed that he had casually ntioned it, and yet the banner had actually changed its form!
Qin Ming noticed that the golden silk parasol was adorned with dragon and phoenix patterns, the top bearing cloud motifs, dotted with sun, moon, and stars, embodying the concept of “upholding the heavenly way and sheltering all people.”
“Great!” Qin Ming was quite satisfied, this treasure finally appeared sacred and harmonious, at least on the surface.
However, he didn’t dare to take it out now; he couldn’t let others see its appearance, so he let it remain in the broken cloth for the ti being!
In the celestial sanctuary Ruins, the sounds of intense battles echoed.
Unexpectedly, the great battle hadn’t concluded, with Great Grandmasters contending against each other!
There were no Third Realm cultivators engaging anymore; instead, battles raged between Fourth and Fifth Realm, and the fights were quite fervent.
In fact, Sixth and Seventh Realm remained largely uninvolved, as battles on that level required life-and-death combat, and no old monsters were willing to take the risk.
In comparison, older figures could send out avatars; even if they perished in the lower realm battles, the loss was bearable, with little impact on themselves.
The fifth realm had significantly fewer individuals battling, but indeed so were vying for supremacy.
The Big Red Dragon from Pu Gong had surprisingly entered the fray, facing off against a rather divine silver dragon on the opposite side.
“Mother Long, as an unparalleled master of the Seventh Realm, even got involved.” Before the Black Tower, so elder figures looked grave, for she was a prominent figure of the Dragon Clan.
In fact, it was the Black Tower that offered her benefits, personally inviting Mother Long to join. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have intervened at all.
The Big Red Dragon didn’t understand what the title “Mother Long” signified; it rely saw a graceful female dragon unfurling holy dragon wings, elegantly entering the field.
“We’re both from the Dragon Clan…” It opened its mouth attempting to get close.
Then, it was savagely beaten, caught in a storm-like assault right from the start.
The Big Red Dragon was shocked to realize that it might truly be no match, suffering consecutive heavy blows and growing furious, saying, “Do you really think I can’t deal with you?”
In an instant, it beca extrely dangerous. Within its body, a terrifying power was awakening.
Mother Long imdiately unsealed herself to confront it.
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