505: The Soul-Devouring Banner, displaying its divine power

At the core of the Formation, the roars of several Soul Transformation Stage great demons almost shattered the surging Devilish Qi around them!

They were terrified! This sudden, devastating destruction from the inner core!

It was like the sharpest dagger stabbing into their hearts! Who was it?!

Who could cause such earth-shattering trouble right under their noses?!

All Divine Thoughts swept out like crazed radars, attempting to ferret out the hidden ghost within the chaotic energy storm!

The entire Rift Valley demonic nest was in complete chaos!

"Ah—!"

"Save me!!!"

The previously fierce and hideous low-level demonic Cultivators instantly became lambs for the slaughter!

The violent, out-of-control Demonic Energy turbulence acted like an invisible meat grinder, instantly sweeping in hundreds of demonic soldiers who were too close to the core and too slow to react. Without even a scream, they were turned into nourishment for the shattered Formation as vengeful Souls!

More demonic spawn fled in terror like headless flies, trampling over each other beneath collapsing rocks, caving ground, and out-of-control beams of energy!

Sharp demonic shrieks and desperate roars erupted one after another, merging into a chaotic ocean of the apocalypse.

In that split second when the world was turned upside down and all demons lost their Souls—

At the bottom of the abyss, inside the nearly extinguished golden light barrier!

Lin Qingxue, who had been staring fixedly at the movements of the demonic Formation above, felt her icy eyes suddenly erupt with unprecedented sharpness!

That sudden sense of relief just now, the gap where the pressure of the demonic Formation suddenly vanished!

"Senior Brother!?"

A blazing palpitation originating from the deepest part of her Soul crashed through the icy barriers in her heart like a tidal wave!

She suddenly looked up towards the core area where the Devilish Qi was most chaotic!

"It must be him!!"

"Heaven has not abandoned me!!"

Elder Lin Mingyuan's withered face suddenly erupted with the violent, burning spirit of a Void Refining Realm expert on the verge of death!

His hair and beard bristled, like a mad lion in its final moments!

"The demonic Formation is in internal chaos! The imprisonment is broken! Fellow Daoists!! Follow me—break out!!"

This roar, like a thunderclap, swept across the entire valley floor with the power of his Void Refining cultivation!

It was like throwing a spark into a quagmire of despair!

"Break out!!"

"Kill!!!"

After a moment of dead silence, there was a roar of ecstatic fury like a landslide or tidal wave!

The hundreds of Cultivators trapped here like lambs for the slaughter, whether they were Yin Yang Sect Disciples or survivors from nearby Sects, all had eyes instantly ignited with a burning flame of desperate survival!

The heavily injured Liu Rumei abruptly stood up, leaning on the shattered 'golden crow setting sun', her eyes burning with unwillingness and determination!

Lin Shishi, Xiao Huohuo, and the other remaining combatants were red-eyed, letting out beast-like roars!

"Charge—!"

The golden light barrier expanded with a boom under the desperate outburst of Elder Lin Mingyuan's Void Refining Origin Qi, forcibly pushing away the collapsing demonic pressure!

The hundreds of remaining Cultivators, like a breached flood, surged madly towards the entrance of the Rift Valley, led by Lin Mingyuan.

Their goal was clear—to escape alive!

On the other side of the chaotic battlefield.

At the edge of the Demonic Essence storm kicked up by the collapsing Formation base, a figure draped in a 'blood evil' demonic robe moved like a phantom among the fleeing demonic soldiers!

In his hand, he held a giant banner with a grotesque design, its surface as pitch-black as an abyss vortex. It was the demonic artifact obtained from the Hun Ya—the soul devouring banner!

"Woo-ooh—!"

With every fierce wave of the pitch-black banner surface, countless twisted and hideous ghosts and vengeful spirits swarmed out!

There were nearly ten thousand of them!

Those with weaker cultivation (Golden Core and below) were fearless, Soul-devouring, flesh-tearing fierce ghosts and Yin soldiers (Soul Soldier)!

The Demonic Souls of the Early Stage to Middle Stage Nascent Soul became dozens of even more powerful green-faced, fanged Soul Generals, wielding ghostly weapons; every slash and smash brought with it a sky full of blood and shattered bones!

At this moment, the inside of the Rift Valley was like the gates of purgatory had been opened!

The swarming Soul Soldiers and Soul Generals were like a plague of locusts, crazily pouncing on those demonic spawn who were heavily injured by the Formation backlash, stunned, or simply low-level and in extreme panic!

Devouring! Biting! The ghostly energy and fresh flesh mixed into an extremely foul-smelling mist!

That 'blood evil' figure was as fast as a phantom. Wherever he passed, the banner unfurled, and whether it was the remnant Souls torn apart by Soul Soldiers or the vengeful demonic spirits that had been shattered by the aftermath of the battlefield and had not yet dissipated, all were greedily sucked into the banner surface that was as black as a demonic eye! The scene was eerie and fierce to the extreme!

This 'crazy' act of harvesting Souls did not initially attract much attention from the few great demons at the core who were consumed by rage.

On a chaotic battlefield, consuming remnant Souls to repair one's Demonic Technique was common.

But as more and more demonic Cultivators—even those not affected by the collapsing energy waves, but simply trying to assemble or flee—were also drowned, torn apart, and devoured by the ghost army summoned by that black banner, as if they were wheat being harvested...

Savage Demon's crimson, bell-like eyes suddenly narrowed!

A flash of astonishment and ferocity crossed the lava-flowing face of the Burning Rock Demon!

Ghost Vulture Granny's sharp, hoarse voice, like a night owl, suddenly rose, filled with the madness of piercing through the conspiracy:

"Blood Evil!!! It's him! It must be him!! This damned bastard is crazy! He's Soul-devouring to refine an evil banner!! He's destroying the Foundation of the demonic Formation!!"

This insidious scream was like a basin of boiling oil poured onto a burning pile of wood!

Boom!!!

All the Soul Transformation old demons at the core Formation eyes instantly exploded!

The previous confusion and doubt instantly transformed into monstrous, bone-chilling killing intent!

All the strangeness and flaws connected in this instant—

That impure Blood Evil Aura, that move to leave and recover Qi, that greedy pursuit triggered by the brief exposure of the Corpse Demon Crystal Aura, and now the wanton slaughter of his own kind to devour Souls! Who else could it be but him?!

"Blood Evil—!!"

Savage Demon let out a roar of rage that tore through the firmament, the monstrous killing intent almost turning into substantial blood-colored flames that wrapped around him!

His massive, bronze-colored demonic body moved with a boom, like an ancient savage elephant crossing space, carrying a destructive Aura capable of crushing mountains, as he sped towards the figure frantically waving the black banner below!

"I'm going to skin you alive! Refine your Soul into oil to light a lamp!!"

As he charged, he roared at the Burning Rock Demon and Ghost Vulture Granny:

"Go intercept those small fry who want to escape! I'll deal with this mad dog myself!!"

Burning Rock Demon and Ghost Vulture Granny looked at each other, both seeing the gravity and a hint of fear in the other's eyes—a wariness of that eerie black banner.

Since Savage Demon had volunteered to chew on that hardest bone... "Quick! Intercept those ants fleeing!"

The two immediately gathered the surrounding demonic crowd that had not yet completely lost order—under the terrifying harvest of the soul devouring banner, the original thousand demonic Cultivators were now reduced to less than three hundred!

Some of them were still burdens heavily injured by the Formation backlash!

Their hearts sank, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead this group of remnants to pounce on the breakout flood led by Elder Lin Mingyuan!

The desperate breakout of a Void Refining Early Stage great Cultivator, even if severely injured, was not something to be trifled with!

Burning Rock Demon (Late Stage Soul Transformation), Ghost Vulture Granny (Perfected Spirit Transformation Stage), and several Early Stage Soul Transformation demonic Cultivators joined forces to set up the Demonic Flame Corroding Bone Formation and the Ten Thousand Poison Vulture Feather Formation, but they could only barely block the sharpness of the charge, fighting while retreating.

They were completely unable to form an effective annihilation, and instead, unlucky demonic Cultivators were constantly harvested by Lin Mingyuan's palm strike filled with anger or Lin Qingxue's Ice Phoenix Sword Qi!

Burning Rock Demon, lava splashing in his anxiety, roared towards the direction where Savage Demon was charging:

"Savage Demon!! Hurry up!! I can't hold them off anymore!!"