102: Chapter 102 Ultimate Sublimation, the Void Soul-Devouring Banner!

If the Crown Prince were refined into the soul banner...

The Primordial Dragon Clan's Face would be completely gone; they wouldn't even have their underpants left!

"Divine Son Qin! We can talk this out!"

"As long as you let the Crown Prince go!"

"You can choose anything you want from our clan's treasury!"

"We can even compensate you with ten top-grade divine herbs!"

The Grand Elder shouted out his price heart-wrenchingly.

At this moment, he didn't care about dignity anymore; he only wanted to preserve this root.

Qin Yu's movements paused for a moment.

"Ten top-grade divine herbs?"

He stroked his chin, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

A light of hope instantly lit up in the Grand Elder's eyes.

There's a chance!

Greed is good.

Then this will be easy to handle!

"Sounds good."

Qin Yu nodded.

Then, with a flick of his wrist...

Swish!

Under everyone's terrified and despairing gazes...

He directly threw Arrogant Dragon into the soul banner like trash.

"But."

"This Divine Son doesn't accept empty promises."

"Besides."

Qin Yu clapped his hands and looked at the Grand Elder's frozen Face, smiling.

"Once I slaughter you..."

"Won't yours belong to This Divine Son anyway?"

"Why would an adult make a choice?"

"I want it all!"

Boom!

As Arrogant Dragon entered the banner...

The eternal night soul ruins banner instantly rioted!

Upon the banner's surface...

A massive phantom of a golden dragon head condensed.

That was the manifestation of Arrogant Dragon's resentment.

It roared and tumbled within the banner, carrying endless hatred.

The soul banner's aura began to climb at a terrifying speed.

Crack!

The Void Realm began to show massive cracks, unable to withstand this pressure.

Thunder rumbled faintly as black clouds weighed down upon the sky.

This was no ordinary thunder.

It was the omen of an impending Lightning Tribulation!

"Still not enough."

Qin Yu looked up at the tribulation clouds that were still brewing.

He shook his head.

"This bit of resentment, at most, only reaches the Peak of a quasi-emperor weapon."

"To cross that threshold and transform into a true Emperor Weapon..."

"It still lacks a catalyst."

His gaze crossed the imperial palace and cast toward the northernmost end of the imperial city.

That was a place of continuous green mountains.

The imperial mausoleum of the Great Yan Dynasty!

It was also the place where the Luck of this ten-thousand-year Imperial Dynasty converged.

"Since I'm here..."

"I might as well clean them out completely."

Qin Yu extended his right hand, and within his palm, Primordial Violet Qi surged wildly.

Then, a giant hand capable of covering the entire imperial capital appeared.

"Dragon Capturing Hand!"

As Qin Yu's words fell...

The giant hand reached toward the location of the imperial mausoleum...

And grabbed fiercely!

"This Luck, This Divine Son shall take it!"

Rumble!

With this grab...

The earth shook wildly, and mountains collapsed.

"Roar—"

A grand dragon roar echoed from deep underground.

This sound carried anger and terror.

It carried a high and mighty majesty.

That was the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi!

It was the manifestation of a nation's fortune!

"Audacious madman!"

"How dare you sever the Foundation of my Great Yan!"

Although Lin Jiuxiao was dead...

But some old monster in the imperial mausoleum seemed to awaken and let out a roar.

However, Qin Yu didn't bother to spare him a glance.

"It's already severed, so what are you barking about?"

"Rise!"

He shouted loudly, his arm muscles bulging as his divine-demon power was fully unleashed.

Boom!

Under the dull gazes of millions of Great Yan citizens...

A ten-thousand-zhang long...

Five-clawed Golden Dragon, condensed from pure golden Luck...

Was forcibly pulled out from the imperial mausoleum's dragon vein by Qin Yu!

Golden light shone for ten thousand zhang, illuminating the entire sky.

This Luck Golden Dragon...

Was now within Qin Yu's sky-covering giant hand.

It was like a small snake being squeezed at its vital point, squirming and struggling desperately.

"The... the national fortune has been stolen?!"

Lin Cangyue, who had just sat on the dragon throne before it even got warm...

Watched this scene with her small mouth slightly agape.

As a member of the imperial family...

She knew very well what this meant.

This was grave-digging!

This was cutting off all descendants!

Without the protection of the national fortune, the Great Yan Dynasty...

Would henceforth suffer frequent disasters and the depletion of Spiritual Qi.

This man...

Was truly ruthless to the core!

But the more ruthless he was...

The faster Lin Cangyue felt her heart beating.

Is this absolute power?

Even the fortune of a nation...

Was nothing more than a plaything in his hands to be handled at will.

"Little golden dragon, don't be afraid."

Qin Yu smiled like a creepy uncle.

"I have a great place to introduce you to."

"There are many friends inside to play with you."

After saying that...

Ignoring the Luck Golden Dragon's terrified eyes...

He stuffed it directly into the soul banner!

"Devour it for me!"

Boom!!!

The golden dragon entered the banner.

Heavenly thunder exploded.

Immediately after...

An indescribable, terrifying pillar of light...

Errupted from the soul banner and shot straight into the clouds of the Nine Heavens!

Taihuang Heaven, Taichu Heaven...

Great experts throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths...

At this moment...

Opened their eyes simultaneously.

And looked toward the direction of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Their eyes were filled with shock!

"Emperor's Might?!"

"An Emperor Weapon has been born?!"

At this moment, the eternal night soul ruins banner was undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.

The originally pitch-black banner pole began to shed its Impurities.

It turned into a deep, extreme dark gold.

Upon it, Emperor-level runes with the charm of the Dao naturally emerged.

And the banner's surface...

Became as deep as a black hole.

Inside, not only were ten thousand ghosts roaring...

But there were also true dragons swimming and golden dragons circling!

A true Great Emperor aura that stood above all living beings...

Spread out like a tsunami!

Crushing the eternal heavens!

["Ding! Congratulations, Host!"]

["Lifebound Treasure eternal night soul ruins banner has devoured enough nourishment!"]

["Shackles broken! Ultimate Sublimation!"]

["Advancement successful: Emperor Weapon — grand void soul devouring banner!"]

["Skill unlocked: Grand Void Soul Domain (Once one enters this domain, their life and death are decided by you, not by heaven!)"]

Qin Yu held the brand-new Emperor Weapon.

At that moment...

He felt as if he were holding the entire world.

That pleasure of controlling everything...

Made him want to let out a long roar toward the sky.

"Good stuff!"

He stroked the banner pole and gave it a light wave.

Sizzle!

With just one unconscious shake...

The Void Realm for ten thousand miles ahead directly collapsed into a massive black hole.

It was as if a piece of space itself had been eaten by the soul banner.

Qin Yu stood atop the dragon head.

His pride soared!

With an Emperor Weapon in hand, the world is mine.

He looked down at the remaining members of the Dragon Clan, the corners of his mouth curling up.

"This fellow..."

"It seems..."

"It's not full yet?"

The wind stopped.

The perennial dark clouds over the Great Yan imperial capital were sucked clean by the grand void soul devouring banner.

At this time, the imperial capital square was in deathly silence.

Seventeen Dragon Clan Saint Elders, who were usually high and mighty...

Were now huddled together.

Shaking all over.

They stared fixedly at the gently waving banner in Qin Yu's hand.

A fierce weapon breathing out dark-gold Emperor's Might!

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard clearly.

The scene of devouring everything just now was too terrifying for the dragons.

It was a despair that would drain one's Soul.

"Stop shaking."

Qin Yu held the banner with one hand, his brow furrowing slightly as he said:

"With all this shaking, the dirt on your scales is falling into my pot."

He withdrew his gaze.

He didn't plan to continue activating the Emperor Weapon.

It wasn't because he was soft-hearted.

But because the soul banner had eaten too much just now and hadn't fully digested it yet.

He had to let it take a break!

Qin Yu complained inwardly.

National fortune, this thing, is indeed hard to chew.

But on his Face...

He still maintained that indifference, looking at everyone as if they were ants.