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Chapter 97 The Lord of Ten Thousand Souls Arrives
Soon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was brought.

Seeing this banner, all the elders looked solemn. The Lord of Ten Thousand Souls was already a Nascent Soul cultivator. All the surrounding sects were wary of him. He had fought with the sect leader before, and his methods were strange and he was very difficult to deal with.

Although we are only communicating with his soul today, we should not be careless.

"The people around have been cleared, we can start." Zhou Tianzheng said.

"Then let's get started."

The elder who was giving the speech waved his hand, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner floated into the air. Then he casually sent a wisp of energy up to it, making the color of the blood banner darker.

Soon, a soul imprint emerged to resist this power.

Then, another elder took action and tore off a corner of the soul imprint, while Zhong Haoran picked up the brush, pointed it in the air, and it turned into golden light and disappeared.

With a soft humming sound, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner began to hiss, blood overflowed, and half of the room was covered in blood mist.

Receive!
Zhong Haoran waved his brush again, and the blood mist gathered and formed a three-foot-long ball.

A masked face gradually appeared on the ball, and then slowly opened its eyes.

"Lord of All Souls, long time no see." Zhong Haoran said.

The black pupils under the mask moved slightly and scanned the area. The person in the fog did not speak.

Many elders were staring closely. This was their old enemy and their opponent for many years. They had met on the battlefield in the past, but at this moment they had to remain peaceful and negotiate.

Zhou Tianzheng explained: "This is the Tianjian Sect. We are using the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to communicate with you today. We have no other intentions. It's just that something happened recently and we want to talk to you."

"explain."

A deep voice was heard from the blood mist.

Zhou Tianzheng felt a little relieved and said, "We have a disciple named Chen Lang. He killed one of your people due to some misunderstanding and is now detained by you. I wonder if you know anything about this?"

The man in the fog remained silent.

Zhou Tianzheng accepted the answer and continued, "Your Ten Thousand Souls Banner is not easy to refine. After we got it, it was not damaged. How about exchanging it with you today to redeem this person? He is just a small cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It will be useless for you to capture him."

The man in the fog still didn't speak.

It seems that it is not enough. Zhou Tianzheng glanced at the other elders and added, "A spiritual mine can be given as a gift."

After Chen Lang left, Yanxi Mine was ownerless. That kind of place was difficult to defend for those below the Jindan stage, and the elders of the sect were unwilling to go to such deep mountains and forests, so there was no problem with giving it away as a gift.

There were a few elders who were not very willing. They wished Chen Lang would leave as soon as possible, so how could they be willing to pay more? But with outsiders present, it was not appropriate to quarrel.

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls?" the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls asked.

"The banner held by the Western leader." Zhou Tianzheng said that the banner held by the leader of the Pingtian Sect must be extremely important.

But the queen spoke and immediately stopped their thoughts.

"Take it if you want."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Souls showed no interest at all and ignored everyone, "But before you see me next time, prepare your own coffin."

Hearing these words and sensing the faint murderous intent, Zhong Haoran's face changed and he quickly picked up the brush.

But it was too late, a hand reached out from the blood mist and pulled hard.

In an instant, more than a dozen elders felt dim in front of their eyes, their eyes were bleeding, and wisps of faint souls were torn out from their crowns.

"careful!"

The old woman from the Goddess Peak's face suddenly changed. She gathered green light from her ten fingers and flew out, tapping the brows of the elders one by one and pulling their souls back.

Zhong Haoran picked up the brush and crossed it left and right to write an "X".

"go with!"

With a light rebuke, the characters fell on the hand, and with a loud bang, the arm exploded into a bloody mist.

But at the same time, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner also exploded.

An even more violent explosion sounded, the window paper shattered, and countless black, translucent souls flew out from the doors, windows, and gaps in the eaves like a flood, like black water squeezed out of a sewer, instantly filling the depths of the Tianjian Sect.

In an instant, the sky turned dark and the earth turned black, with ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"What is this?" A disciple nearby was shocked to see countless ghosts flying everywhere. Some of them flew down and went straight into the brains of some low-level monks, causing their minds to go out of control in an instant.

The many elders in the room suffered the greatest shock. When they woke up, only a few rags were left of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which was emitting thick black mist, every drop of which was transforming into escaping dead souls.

"Oops!"

Zhou Tianzheng rushed out of the room and shouted angrily: "Everyone, go back to the room!"

Then, he raised his hand and swords rained down from the sky, pointing directly at the ground, beheading countless souls, which all turned into black gas and dissipated.

If so many dead souls were to wreak havoc in the Tianjian Sect, the consequences would be disastrous!
Zhong Haoran raised his toes, came into the air, picked up the pen and wrote a huge word in the air.

"Seal!" Golden characters fell from the sky, as big as millstones, and looked like a mountain when they landed on the ground.

A disciple was running, opening the window, holding his head and preparing to jump in, then he froze, his figure suspended in the air.

There were ghosts chasing from behind, and they were also frozen.

The waterfall on the rockery turns into static jade beads, the waves are snow-white, shaped like jade carvings, and the fallen leaves are suspended peacefully.

Zhong Haoran slowly fell from the air, his toes touching the ground, and a ripple spread out, rapidly spreading in all directions.

With a series of "puff" sounds, the ghosts exploded and dissipated into mist.

After a few breaths, water splashed down, leaves fell to the ground, and the disciple fell into the room in a daze. The sky and the earth were clean.

"You are really just one step away."

The old woman walked out, feeling emotional. Zhong Haoran had not taken action for many years, but when he took action today, his magical powers were as strong as ever. The only one who could defeat him was the sect master himself.

She could also handle a Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but she couldn't do it so calmly.

It's a pity that he has been unwilling to accept disciples over the years, otherwise those families outside would have been scrambling to send their descendants to be his disciples.

"You son of a bitch, why are you just starting to act like that?"

The elder who was giving the speech came out cursing, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with a towel, looked up at the sky, and said in surprise, "Why are there so many stars in the sky?"

"Your spirit is too weak. Go back and cultivate for a few more years."

Elder Shi walked out, he was also very calm, and looked at Zhong Haoran, "Look, I said no, they don't want to talk to us at all, do you still want to go now?"

Zhou Tianzheng was helpless and said with a wry smile: "At the level of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls, we can only ask the Sect Master to suppress him."

This kind of Yuanying level monster is really difficult to talk to. He wants to strangle them at any time. Even a thought from an unknown distance can be so powerful.

Now the blood flag is gone, and the other party doesn’t care at all. How can we talk?
……

"Little thing, if I shout three times, do you dare to kill me?"

Chen Lang was tied to a wooden stake with a golden rope. He smiled faintly and spoke. In front of him stood an old acquaintance, the Western leader.

The Western leader was so angry that he almost smoked. He sneered and murderous intent appeared, "Boy, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

He remembered the revenge of Yanxi Mine!
"Come on, chop at the neck. Whoever doesn't do it is a dog." Chen Lang said.

That bastard Southern Sect Leader not only locked his cultivation, but also marked him with several marks and arranged for someone to guard him. It would be useless even if he used the earth escape talisman because he would be caught soon. So he didn't even think about escaping. The sooner he died, the sooner he would be resurrected.

The Western leader was unmoved. "You are just a junior in the early stage of foundation building. The more arrogant you are now, the worse it will be later."

He was waiting, waiting for the Tianjian Sect to make a decision.

Otherwise, he would have been killed with a sword.

“Don’t call me a junior. You are a leader in the late stage of foundation building. You were beaten to the ground by me, and you still have the nerve to talk?” Chen Lang said with a smile.

The Western leader said, "You used the earth escape talisman when I was unprepared and performed a treacherous scheme. This is not much of a skill."

"But I've beaten you."

"It wasn't you who took action that day. More than two hundred people, plus the Lord of Yanxi Mountain, and that killing formation, couldn't do anything to me. How dare you be so arrogant?" The Western Leader refuted.

"But I've beaten you."

The Western leader was angry, "Is this all you can say?"

"I've beaten you."

The Western leader was so angry that he decided that if the Tianjian Sect did not intend to negotiate, he would skin and tendons this man. Even if he wanted to save him, he would beat him half to death and send him back.

But he couldn't do that now. He lost the flag and was given a serious warning. After all, he became the leader because of connections, so he had to endure it. It was only one day anyway.

He squatted on the ground and looked at the sun. There was only half a day left.

"Alas, I think your Pingtian Sect is empty-handed. I am a foundation-building cultivator, but your queen has to take action. By the way, where is your queen? Why did you invite me here but didn't see me? It's really rude."

Chen Lang sighed loudly. Someone glared at him. You dare to call me "Master" when you are just at the foundation building stage? You dare to ask me to see the Queen? Are you worthy?
But before he could speak, Chen Lang spoke first: "Why, you are not convinced? Come here, I see you are also very smart, are you a relative of the Western leader?"

Damn it, I'm going to scold all of you today. I don't believe that among so many people in Pingtian Sect, there is not one Xu Chu.

After a while, someone suddenly came hurriedly.

"The Queen has given orders."

"What did you say?" The Western leader stood up, machete in hand.

The man glanced at Chen Lang and said, "The Queen said that we should refine him into a puppet, preserve his spirit and soul, and keep him as a banner-keeper. Let him be the vanguard to kill the cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect to atone for his sins."

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(End of this chapter)