169: Chapter 169 Closing the door to beat the dog, the soul banner welcomes a new guest!

He knew Lin Xun's strength better than anyone else.

Especially after he had performed the forbidden secret technique, the Great Desolation Manual.

That power was already infinitely close to that of a Quasi-Emperor.

But even so...

He was still blown apart by a single punch from that young man from the Lower Realm.

It was a crushing blow of pure, unreasonable power.

Like a Mortal stepping on an ant.

Simple, and efficient.

Fear.

An unprecedented fear, like an icy tide, instantly submerged his Divine Soul.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat quickly!"

Without the slightest hesitation, this Saint King Elder let out a hysterical roar.

His voice became sharp and piercing due to extreme terror, echoing across the entire chaotic battlefield.

"Full army retreat! Return to the Taigu Realm! Fast!"

His roar was like a massive stone thrown into stagnant water.

It instantly jolted all the dazed soldiers of the Lin Clan army awake.

"Retreat!"

"Run!"

"That man is a devil! He's a devil!"

"I don't want to die here!"

The pride and sense of superiority maintained for eons collapsed instantly in the face of absolute fear of death.

The entire Lin Clan fleet fell into complete Chaos.

The previous high-and-mighty composure and arrogance were gone.

Tens of thousands of massive Bone Warships were like hornets whose nest had been poked, frantically turning around.

They scrambled over each other, heading toward the spatial rift they had come from.

They fled for their lives toward that pitch-black chasm that spanned billions of miles.

To seize the lane, they did not even hesitate to collide with one another.

Sturdy hulls emitted piercing wails during the violent collisions, and shattered bone fragments flew everywhere.

Warship after warship lost control due to the chaotic commands, crashing into allied vessels.

For a moment, the scene was several times more chaotic than when they were struck by the xuanhuang ancestral stone earlier.

Panic spread like a plague in the heart of every Lin Clan warrior.

They had only one thought now.

Escape!

Escape from this terrifying world!

Escape from that man who was like a god or demon!

However...

Just as the hundreds of warships in the lead were about to rush into that familiar pitch-black chasm...

Another anomaly occurred!

That spatial rift, which was originally deep and boundless and connected to their home...

Had been completely blocked off by an endless expanse of purple-black at some unknown time!

It was a banner.

A giant banner so massive it was beyond words!

It spanned across the Void Realm, its top invisible and its bottom unreachable.

It was like an eternal abyss, completely sealing off the entire path of retreat.

The surface of the banner was pure black, emitting a Chaos aura that swallowed all light.

There was no wind, yet the banner was billowing violently.

With every billow, billions of pained, distorted, and shrill ghostly faces emerged.

They drifted on the banner's surface, letting out silent screams.

Xiao Fan, Wang Teng, Gu Changge, Ji Haoyue...

Each of them was once a Child of Destiny who had commanded the winds and clouds.

Now, they had all become the most humble nourishment on this giant banner.

Their primary souls roared and struggled within the banner.

Yet they could only provide a continuous stream of power to this peerless weapon of slaughter.

Greed!

Coldness!

Hunger!

These were the thoughts that simultaneously surfaced in the minds of all the Lin Clan warriors who saw this giant banner.

They could clearly feel it.

The billions of ghostly faces on the banner were staring intently at them as if they were top-tier ingredients.

It was as if they were not a powerful army...

But a group of...

Fresh supplements that had delivered themselves to the door!

"What... what kind of ghostly thing is that?"

A Lin Clan general's voice trembled, and he could barely stand.

"Why... why is our retreat blocked?"

"No! I don't want to be swallowed by it!"

After a brief dead silence, there was an even more complete, hysterical madness.

The fleeing fleet came to a crashing halt, as if hitting an invisible wall.

The warships behind could not stop in time and crashed into them violently.

For a while, a chain reaction exploded.

Tens of thousands of warships were like dumplings being dropped into a pot, huddled together in the narrow Star Domain, crushing each other and exploding.

The scene was completely out of control!

The chaos return to ruins banner..."

The Saint King Elder leading the group looked at the demonic banner that blotted out the sky, his eyes filled with endless despair.

He recognized the origin of this weapon of slaughter.

In the records of the Taigu Realm, there had been brief mentions of it.

It was a forbidden object that had once swallowed a True Immortal!

How could it appear here?

How could it be in the hands of a native from the Lower Realm?

Just as the Lin Clan army fell into complete Chaos and despair...

A slender figure slowly stepped onto the clouds.

Qin Yu walked toward the high heavens with his hands behind his back.

His expression was calm, as if he were taking a stroll in his own back garden.

Beneath his feet was a battlefield of wailing ghosts and howling wolves.

Behind him were all living beings, silent as cicadas in winter.

He looked down indifferently at the group of visitors from the Taigu Realm who had completely become like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.

A cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

This hunt should be coming to an end.

He raised his hand and pointed lightly at the chaos return to ruins banner that shrouded the heavens and earth.

Buzz—

The giant banner seemed to receive a command, and the black hole in the center of the banner began to rotate frantically.

An indescribable, terrifying suction force capable of tearing stars apart exploded from the center of that vortex!

"Ah!"

The few Bone Warships closest to it didn't even have a chance to resist.

Their hulls were instantly elongated and distorted.

Then, like noodles, they were sucked into that endless darkness!

The Lin Clan warriors on board only had time to let out a short scream.

Then, along with their Divine Souls, they became brand-new ghostly faces on the giant banner.

Close the door.

Beat the dog!

Qin Yu's cold voice of judgment, like the decree of a demon god from the Nine Netherworlds, echoed in the ears of every Lin Clan being.

"Do you think you can come and go as you please in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?!"

"But since you're already here..."

"How could it be acceptable if you don't leave something behind?"

Qin Yu's indifferent judgment, tinged with a hint of playfulness...

Echoed in the dead starry sky like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Netherworlds.

"Collect for me!"

The moment the words fell.

That chaos return to ruins banner, which shrouded the entire sky and blocked all paths of survival, roared into operation.

Buzz!

In the center of the banner.

That pitch-black vortex woven from billions of souls.

It was as if a Vicious Beast that had been sleeping for eons had completely awakened at this moment.

An indescribable, terrifying suction force that swallowed all things exploded from within.

"No! Help! Elder, save me!"

"What kind of ghostly thing is this! My Divine Soul! My Divine Soul is being sucked out!"

"Quick! Activate the warship's Jump Formation! Run!"

The remnants of the Lin Clan army completely collapsed at this moment.

Fear drowned out their last shred of pride as higher-dimensional beings.

Countless Bone Warships frantically turned their bows.

They exerted all their strength to activate the formations on the ships, attempting to escape from this desperate purgatory.