Chapter 99 Ten Thousand Soul Flags

Having said that, the man kicked the Senior Brother's corpse aside and looked at the black banner Magic Treasure before him with a face full of greed.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's brows furrowed tightly, and his expression instantly became extremely grim.

Although he had seen many instances of fellow Disciples killing each other and had even killed quite a few himself, it didn't mean Ye Fan could calmly accept it.

"It seems I'll have to help the Qingtian Sword Sect clean house today."

At that thought, Ye Fan's red lotus sword transformed into a streak of fire and flew out, its speed far exceeding what an ordinary Cultivator could imagine.

Before that Qingtian Sword Sect Disciple could even reach out to touch the black banner, he was decapitated by the red lotus sword, unable to react in the slightest.

"Why bother?"

Ye Fan sighed softly, his figure flickering as he arrived before the black banner. Upon seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but frown.

"This thing is truly a bit wicked."

The black banner appeared to be about five feet long, surrounded by ghostly Qi. Faint wails could even be heard coming from it, as if countless vengeful souls and ghosts were sealed inside. This familiar appearance quickly made Ye Fan think of something.

"ten thousand souls banner?!"

Although it might not be the exact item from his memories, its function was likely more or less the same.

"Leaving such a harmful, evil object in the world is a disaster; I might as well keep it for safekeeping."

Ye Fan wore an expression of righteous indignation, as if he were the one suffering a great loss.

The moment Ye Fan grabbed the ten thousand souls banner, countless negative emotions—tyranny, sadness, anxiety, depression, regret, and more—surged into his heart, seemingly trying to corrode his mind.

Fortunately, he was prepared and utilized the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art.

This type of Buddhist Divine Ability naturally countered the evil power of the ten thousand souls banner, breaking its influence almost instantly.

"It's just an ownerless object; does it think it can turn the world upside down?"

Ye Fan curled his lip in disdain and tucked the ten thousand souls banner into his Storage Pouch, planning to refine it slowly when he had the time.

To his surprise, just as he finished, several powerful auras arrived in the blink of an eye, causing Ye Fan to frown.

"Trouble is here."

Three demonic sect Cultivators arrived almost simultaneously. Judging by their attire, they were from the Yin Yang Gate, the Corpse Refining Hall, and the Yellow Springs Cult.

What Ye Fan least expected was that the cultivation of all three was even stronger than his own.

Two of them were Seventh Level of Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators, while the strongest one's exact cultivation couldn't be discerned, but it was at least at the eighth level.

The three were also stunned to see Ye Fan. Looking around at the several corpses and the shattered barrier, they immediately pieced together most of what had happened.

"Kid, hand over the item you just obtained, and I'll give you a quick death," the Cultivator from the Corpse Refining Hall said with a cold sneer.

Ye Fan glanced at the three, secretly gauging their respective strengths.

If he were at his peak, he was confident he could take them down within a few rounds.

But now, with only half of his strength remaining, even if he could eventually kill them, it would require significant effort. In such a peril-filled place, it was clearly not the best choice.

"What item are you three talking about? I have no idea," Ye Fan said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Playing dumb. Stop wasting words and just kill him," the Yellow Springs Cult Cultivator said with a frown.

"Wait! As expected, I can't hide it from you three. In that case, I can hand it over."

"But I need to know who to give it to; after all, I only got one treasure," Ye Fan said with a look of helplessness.

"Brat, stop trying to sow discord. Just hand over the item; how we divide it is our business!"

The Yin Yang Gate Cultivator immediately saw through Ye Fan's little scheme. It seemed these three were not to be trifled with.

Seeing that the three intended to force his hand, Ye Fan could only feign fear and reached out to pull out a Magic Treasure.

"Let's talk this out, don't attack. I'll just hand it over."

With a nervous expression, Ye Fan tossed the object in his hand high into the air.

The eyes of the three instantly turned greedy upon seeing this, but when they saw the object clearly, their expressions became extremely terrified.

It was a Seal only the size of a palm, its body flickering with dazzling purple lightning. The terrifying power it emitted made their scalps tingle.

"A top-grade magic treasure?!"

"Congratulations, you guessed right."

The startling thunder seal exploded without warning, and hundreds of terrifying bolts of lightning swept in all directions. The horrific power instantly reduced the three demonic Cultivators to ashes.

This strike drained nearly half of Ye Fan's spiritual power, and his face, which had just begun to recover, turned extremely pale once more.

Ye Fan didn't have time to overthink; he hurriedly fled the area, clearly worried that someone would hear the spiritual explosion and come investigating.

He had originally wanted to capture a survivor for questioning, but the situation just now didn't allow for it. Any mistake could have led to disastrous consequences.

Just as Ye Fan suspected, not long after he left, many people arrived, having heard the commotion.

Among them was a mix of righteous and demonic practitioners. As soon as they met, a brutal battle broke out, its bloodiness no less than the slaughter within the spatial passage.

Listening to the spiritual explosions echoing from afar, Ye Fan felt a wave of lingering fear.

"Dammit, it looks like I really need to wait until my injuries are fully healed before acting again."

Ye Fan found an empty side hall to rest in. After quickly swallowing a few Medicinal Pills, his complexion improved slightly, and he began to review everything that had just happened.

"It seems there are quite a few survivors. I wonder if they survived the turbulence or arrived safely through the spatial passage."

"Oh no! Little Black is still over there!"

Only then did Ye Fan remember that he had let Little Black go off to hunt. If it ran into other Cultivators, the consequences would be dire.

Ye Fan immediately set off to search. Through the master-servant bond, he could vaguely sense its general location. As long as he followed that direction, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

But to his surprise, Ye Fan ended up walking further and further away, and even the direction was different from before.

"What's going on? Little Black is moving quickly?!"

Ye Fan suddenly noticed something, and his expression became somewhat strange.

Things having come to this, he didn't have time to hesitate. He summoned the red lotus sword to fly close to the ground while using the Heaven Concealing Art to hide his aura, minimizing the chance of being discovered.

Ye Fan soon arrived at a secluded mountain hollow, at least ten kilometers away from the side hall square. He couldn't understand why Little Black would run all the way here.

"Wait, there's someone... that's..."

Ye Fan's Divine Sense swept forward and quickly discovered three Demonic Path Disciples ahead. But when he saw the situation clearly, his mind went blank.

Not far in front of the Demonic Path Disciples, Little Black was actually protecting an enchanting woman.

Even though it was covered in wounds, Little Black showed no intention of backing down, menacingly flicking its tongue at the three, appearing ready to attack at any moment.

"This beast is truly thick-skinned. It's clearly just a first-rank Yao Beast, yet it managed to escape with you despite such heavy injuries."

"The famous Saintess of the White Lotus Sect is indeed extraordinary. I bet even this beast has fallen under your charm?!"

"Hahaha, that really might be the case."

"We brothers are in luck today. I never expected to run into such a beauty in this godforsaken place. After having our way with her, I'd be willing to die."

The unrestrained, lewd laughter of the men made You Tan's pale face look even worse. Only now did she understand the meaning of 'a tiger down on the plains being bullied by dogs.'