Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 870 - 387: Upgrading the Ten Thousand Demons Banner (Part 3)

"Hmph!!"

A cold snort, akin to the proclamation of death, reverberated across the battlefield.

The figure of the middle-aged Demon Cultivator, Xu Ping’s disguise, dissipated like a mirage, revealing his true form.

He was expressionless, with a flick of his large sleeve.

"Ten Thousand Souls - Devour the Sky!"

Boom!

A terrifying demon banner, pitch-black throughout but with a surface surging with an endless sea of blood, expanded against the wind, instantly transforming into a giant banner a thousand feet large, obscuring half of the Immortal City’s sky.

On the banner’s surface, countless agonized twisted ghost faces howled and roared, floating in the sea of blood, emitting a suffocatingly fiendish aura and a dreadful suction force that devours ten thousand souls.

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner!?"

Wan Du Demon Monarch’s face revealed terror.

As a great figure in the demonic path, how could he not recognize such a ferocious object?

Could the banner’s might have reached the level of Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure?

The qi of the demon beast vicious souls that floated within the banner made his heart tremble!

"Friend, halt, we are under Xuanmo True Monarch!"

Youtong True Monarch’s Secret Technique was wasted, his divine techniques severely reduced, leaving him to rely on their support.

"Xuanmo True Monarch? He’s nothing!"

Xu Ping’s voice was icy cold like ten-thousand-year-old Profound Ice, carrying a disdainful indifference towards the world.

He pointed with his sword fingers, and the blood light of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner intensified.

Roar!

The sea of blood surged.

Countless ghosts rushed forth, black qi swirling skyward, its menace enveloping everywhere, among which a dozen souls reached a terrifying level.

Buzz!

A binding force of Power of Space firmly suppressed the two.

At the same time, countless resentful souls and malicious ghosts transformed into blood-colored chains, wrapping towards Youtong True Monarch’s Nascent Soul.

"What kind of demonic old monster is this!?"

Youtong True Monarch’s heart was gripped with fear to the extreme.

So many Fourth Rank souls, how many demon beasts had this person slain?

Despite the two fighting to the death in resistance.

But the two Demon Monarchs’ Divine Souls were already severely injured by the Soul-Breaking Needle, and now facing the ferocious Ten Thousand Souls Banner that specializes in defeating Divine Souls, how could they offer any resistance?

"No!"

Wan Du Demon Monarch only managed to issue a desperate howl, his Protective Demon Light instantly shattered.

Then, the blood light completely engulfed him.

For a brief moment, his physical body was forcibly torn apart, leaving only a Nascent Soul protected by his demon insect.

And Youtong True Monarch, under the wraps and tugs of countless chains of resentful souls, struggled ever weaker, like a moth caught in a spider’s web!

Seeing the two Demon Monarchs about to be completely devoured and refined by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"Open for me!"

At the moment between life and death, Youtong True Monarch dragged his broken physical body and suddenly crushed a Jade Talisman radiating ancient space fluctuations.

Buzz—

A terrifying force of space abruptly exploded, the chains of resentful souls encircling him snapping like fragile silk thread.

Immediately, the power of space enveloped Youtong True Monarch, disappearing him in an instant, only leaving an angry roar:

"This feud is irreconcilable, Xuanmo True Monarch will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, never to reincarnate!"

With his Secret Technique broken and most of his physical body destroyed, his hopes of advancing to Late-Stage Nascent Soul vanished completely.

"Fourth Rank Upper Grade...Boundary Breaking Shifting Talisman?!"

Xu Ping’s eyes flickered with genuine surprise and a solemn demeanor.

Such a life-protecting divine talisman is of immeasurable value, attainable only via great fortuity or powerful backing.

It seems that this Youtong True Monarch holds a significant position under Xuanmo True Monarch.

However, right now... there is still another.

Xu Ping’s gaze, like lightning, instantly locked onto the Nascent Soul of Wan Du Demon Monarch, who was about to be drawn into the sea of blood of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

At this moment, he seemed ready for a final struggle, intending to self-destruct his natal demon insect.

"Thinking of running?"

Xu Ping’s eyes flashed with a fierce light.

His two fingers, like a sword, transformed his vast Divine Sense into an invisible shackle, spanning the space, and fiercely imprinting onto Wan Du Demon Monarch’s terrified Nascent Soul.

"Seal the soul, subdue the spirit, capture!"

The blood sea of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner surged, with the devouring force swelling.

A virtual image of a giant claw of the Profound Ice Earth Dragon suddenly gripped, firmly seizing the powerless Nascent Soul of Wan Du Demon Monarch.

At this moment, even if Wan Du Demon Monarch wanted to self-destruct his Nascent Soul, he couldn’t.

In his extreme despairing wails, he was abruptly dragged into the depths of the blood sea, teeming with endless agony and resentment.

In the sea of blood, countless resentful souls and malicious ghosts swarmed, frantically tearing.

Wan Du Demon Monarch’s Nascent Soul’s cries swiftly became submerged, soon disappearing without a trace.

Immediately, Xu Ping performed a Magic Technique.

Several blood-colored chains tightly locked his Nascent Soul, with sealing power exploding, completely blocking the mana and Divine Sense of Wan Du Demon Monarch.

"Leave!"

After capturing Wan Du Demon Monarch, Xu Ping didn’t hesitate in the slightest, transforming into a blood light and departing this place.

With Youtong Demon Monarch escaping, Xuanmo True Monarch would soon arrive; this place was not suitable for lingering.

Xu Ping’s current divine techniques are extraordinary, yet compared to Xuanmo True Monarch, the top figure in the demonic path, he is still far inferior.

"Gone... gone!"

After Xu Ping’s departure, the cultivators that survived the Immortal City revealed expressions of barely being alive.

Immediately, they controlled their Escape Light to flee this place without hesitation, including the Early-Stage Nascent Soul City Lord.

...

Half a month later, Bilan Immortal City.

This once bustling and lively giant city, situated at a crucial outpost by the sea, was now a wasteland.

Suddenly!

Four vast auras, like the majestic will of the heavens, descended without concealment.

On the eastern side, Youtong True Monarch’s eyes were ragged, his presence withered, clearly not yet recovered from his injuries.

To the west, Hehuan Old Demon and Xuanyin True Monarch.

But the most fearsome was the figure in the center.

Xuanmo True Monarch!

His appearance was ordinary, his stature not tall, even somewhat gaunt.

Yet standing there, he seemed like the center of the entire world.

Around him, there was no flashing spiritual light nor spectacular phenomena, only a pure, extreme heaviness.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surrounding him was no longer like flowing water but like solidified mercury, so heavy that it suffocated.

Wan Du True Monarch, being a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, also under Xuanmo True Monarch’s command.

Now that he had been slain, they naturally couldn’t stand idly by.

And Hehuan True Monarch and Xuanyin True Monarch’s faces were grim.

Though the three were gathered by interest, their camaraderie was thin, but after years of mutual advancement and retreat, they had formed a delicate balance.

The demise of Wan Du not only weakened their small group’s strength but also brought them a chilling sense of vulnerability.