110: Chapter 110 Hundred Soul Banner

Tiangang Sect, Forbidden Ground in the back mountains.

Clouds and mist swirled, and the Spiritual Qi was incredibly dense.

Inside an ancient, unadorned stone hall, four elderly men with unfathomable auras sat cross-legged.

They were the pillars of the Tiangang Sect, the Golden Core Ancestors.

The Sect Master stood bowed before them, fully relaying the intelligence Chen Tai had sent back.

As he spoke, the atmosphere within the stone hall grew increasingly solemn.

"Large Formation? Outer Prefecture Cultivators?" an old man in a green robe angrily exclaimed, "Blazing Fire Sect, how audacious!"

"This matter absolutely cannot be ignored!" Another red-haired old man's eyes flickered with rage. "The Blazing Fire Sect's actions are no different from inviting a wolf into the house, they are digging up the Foundation of our Qinghe Prefecture! If such an act of betrayal is not uprooted with the might of thunder, what face will our Tiangang Sect, as the largest Sect in Qinghe Prefecture, have left? Where will our prestige be?"

"Junior Brother, calm down." A White-Haired Ancestor slowly spoke, soothing the restless atmosphere in the hall. "Anger is natural in this matter, but we must not act rashly. Since the Blazing Fire Sect dares to take such a risky move, the Fallen Phoenix Valley must be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. That Formation must also have a purpose far beyond our imagination. What we need to do now is not to alert the enemy, but to plan carefully and then strike, destroying them in one fell swoop."

"Senior Brother is absolutely right." The green-robed old man nodded and continued, "This matter may have exceeded the scope of what our single Sect can control. The urgent task is to unite with the Qingxuan Sect, Hundred Beasts Gate, and Wanfa Pavilion to discuss a grand plan. We must make them understand that if the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact."

The hall fell into silence for a moment, and eventually, everyone's gaze converged on the most powerful Old Ancestor at the head, who had been meditating with his eyes closed.

At this moment, after listening to the Sect Master and his Junior Brothers discuss, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

"No need for further words." His voice was soft, but carried immense weight, making the decision for this matter. "The Blazing Fire Sect daring to do this truly means they cannot be allowed to remain."

As the only Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator on the surface of Qinghe Prefecture, and the strongest expert of the largest Sect, he had the strength and confidence to say such a thing.

Of course, he would not fear anyone in a one-on-one fight, but since it involved an outer prefecture, he certainly couldn't act recklessly.

Then he looked at the green-robed Old Ancestor: "Junior Brother Qingyun, you shall make the trip. Inform the other three Sects of this matter. The tumor of Qinghe Prefecture must be excised by our four Sects working together!"

Immortal Master Qingyun stood up and said, "Senior Brother, rest assured, I will depart immediately."

"This matter must be carried out in absolute secrecy!" The White-Haired Ancestor beside him added, "Before the Alliance is formed, not a single bit of information must be leaked, lest the Blazing Fire Sect turns desperate."

Immortal Master Qingyun nodded, then instructed the Sect Master Sect Leader Chu Xuanyang below, "Xuanyang, what happened today should remain between us. Within the Sect, you must not spread it. I will announce it after I have deliberated with the other three Sects."

"Disciple understands!" Immortal Master Xuanyang bowed and accepted the order, his heart surging with emotion.

The Old Ancestors had made the most correct decision.

The three Sects would not be ignorant of the principle that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.

Moreover, this also involved the supreme-grade pills from the Zhenpin Pavilion. Although it was still unknown what the Blazing Fire Sect would do, it certainly wouldn't be anything good.

Anyone with discerning eyes knew that the Zhenpin Pavilion and the Blazing Fire Sect certainly had a rift, and the Blazing Fire Sect's actions were most likely in response to this.

This spearhead would naturally not be aimed at the Zhenpin Pavilion, so it could only be to defeat their four Sects.

Therefore, the Formation in the Fallen Phoenix Valley and the appearance of outer prefecture Cultivators posed an absolutely immense threat.

Only by combining the power of the four great Sects and crushing them with overwhelming force would be the safest approach.

In Fallen Phoenix Valley, within an Immortal Cave that had been temporarily opened.

The stone walls were covered with runes, and in the corners lay scattered skeletons of unknown Yao Beasts.

Chen Tai and Deacon Lin were bound by two chains condensed from black Qi, hanging on the wall, unable to move.

Before them, the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Black Rock Palace sat cross-legged.

He paid no attention to their injuries, looking at them as if admiring two precious Materials.

He flipped his wrist, and a completely black banner appeared in his palm.

Black mist swirled around the banner's surface, and upon closer inspection, countless pained, twisted human faces seemed to float within it. Faint, mournful wails emanated from it, adding a chilling gloom to the entire Immortal Cave.

"This is the hundred soul banner, currently a high-grade magic tool." The black-robed Cultivator caressed the cold banner pole, his eyes filled with obsession. "Unfortunately, although there are ninety-nine souls within, most are useless Qi Refining Stage Cultivators. It still lacks a sufficiently powerful main soul to promote it to a supreme grade Magical Artifact."

His eyes burned as he looked at Chen Tai.

"Your Divine Soul is strong enough, and your will is stubborn enough, perfectly suited to be the main soul of my hundred soul banner! Once I refine you, the power of the hundred soul banner will surely greatly increase, even capable of trapping and killing enemies beyond its own stage!"

He turned to glance at Deacon Lin beside him, licking his lips: "As for you, your cultivation is a bit lacking, but you can still serve as a good supplement. After I refine him, I will extract your soul and integrate it into the banner to help him stabilize his soul body. Only then will this hundred soul banner be truly complete!"

With that, he said no more and pointed a finger at the banner's surface.

The hundred soul banner moved without wind, and the black mist on its surface instantly surged, transforming into a sinister ghostly hand that clawed towards Chen Tai's head!

Though Chen Tai couldn't move, his consciousness was still intact.

At this moment, he only felt an extremely cold suction force coming from his glabella, as if it wanted to tear a wisp of his Divine Soul from his body!

"Dream on!"

Chen Tai frantically circulated his Divine Sense, condensing all his remaining will to firmly guard his spiritual platform and resist the terrifying pulling force.

Although a wisp of his Divine Soul was precarious, it refused to yield.

"As expected of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Good, very good." The black-robed Cultivator, instead of being surprised, was delighted. "The more you struggle, the stronger the Divine Soul will be after refinement."

He increased the output of his spiritual power and Divine Sense, and the suction force from the ghostly hand suddenly intensified.

Chen Tai's body began to tremble violently, and the scene before his eyes started to blur.

"No need to struggle." The black-robed Cultivator's voice eerily echoed in his ear, "With my cultivation, although it will take half a year to refine your Divine Soul and merge it with the soul banner, during these six months, you will taste the sensation of your Divine Soul being torn and burned day and night. Now, let's start with your first wisp of Divine Soul..."

Inside the Immortal Cave, only Chen Tai's suppressed groans, Deacon Lin's terrified gasps, and the black-robed Cultivator's chilling low laughter remained.

At the same time, the entire Blazing Fire Sect was immersed in a suppressed excitement, awaiting what each believed to be the dawn of victory.

Inside the Main Hall of the Qingxuan Sect, the lights were brightly lit.

The Qingxuan Sect Master was a middle-aged man with a refined appearance, dressed in a green robe.

When he saw the White-Haired Ancestor of the Tiangang Sect enter the hall, his heart sank abruptly.

His Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation seemed so insignificant before the other party.

"Junior Xiao Xuanqing greets Senior!" The Qingxuan Sect Master dared not show any negligence and immediately stepped forward to bow deeply.

Thoughts raced through his mind.

A Golden Core Ancestor would never easily leave their mountain gate unless it was a matter of life and death for their Sect, let alone personally visit another Sect.

"Senior's personal visit must signify a world-shattering event." The Qingxuan Sect Master adopted an extremely humble posture, his words filled with reverence. "This is not the place for discussion. Junior will now take you to the back mountain to meet our Sect's Old Ancestor Qingsong."

He knew very well that anything requiring a Golden Core Ancestor's personal appearance surely far exceeded the scope of what a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like himself could decide.

"Thank you." The White-Haired Ancestor nodded slightly, satisfied with Xiao Xuanqing's attitude.