203: Enter the banner, enter the ancient wilderness.

"No!!!"

Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit let out a scream of utter despair.

For a Primordial Spirit body, a Demonic Path Imperial Weapon like the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which specialized in Divine Souls, was simply the ultimate nemesis!

With that terrifying suction and the spreading devilish power, he felt as if his Primordial Spirit was about to explode, twisting incessantly.

He desperately channeled Saint Dao Laws to resist, but under the dual suppression of the Desolate Tower and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, this bit of resistance seemed so futile.

"Devil... Devil Emperor, spare my life! Cult Leader Su, spare my life! I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

"Please let me go! I'm willing to pay any price!! I'm willing to submit!"

Qin Zhantian completely broke down, begging for mercy frantically toward Su Qingjue's direction, no longer possessing even a hint of the dignity of a Qin Clan Head.

"Hmph."

From within the Void Realm came Su Qingjue's cold sneer, devoid of any pity.

"Rumble!"

The devilish light of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner flared up, its surface opening like an entrance to the Nine Nether Hell!

Countless ink-black devilish hands reached out from the banner, ignoring spatial distance and instantly entangling Qin Zhantian's struggling and wailing Primordial Spirit!

"No—! Third Brother! Save me! Quickly save me!"

"I don't want to go in! I don't want to enter that ghostly thing! Save me, save me! Do you want Father to be heartbroken, for the white-haired to bury the black-haired?"

Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit was gripped tightly by the devilish hands and dragged bit by bit toward the deep darkness of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, letting out the most shrill scream of his life.

"Big Brother!"

Qin Zhanzhou's expression changed drastically.

Seeing his brother's Primordial Spirit about to be swallowed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he still couldn't bear it. His right hand suddenly reached out, transforming into a golden light hand that blotted out the sky, grabbing directly at the devilish hands entangling Qin Zhantian, wanting to forcibly tear them apart and save him!

"Scram!"

Su Qingjue's cold shout rang out.

In the Void Realm where she sat cross-legged, a massive, eerie Devilish Eye suddenly snapped open!

With a blink of the Devilish Eye, an ink-black pupil light struck first, accurately hitting the golden light hand condensed by Qin Zhanzhou.

"Sizzle!"

The moment the golden light hand collided with the pupil light, it exploded!

Qin Zhanzhou let out a muffled groan, his body swaying slightly.

"No... Qin Zhanzhou, I hate you!"

Amidst Qin Zhantian's screams of ultimate despair, his Primordial Spirit was completely dragged into the deep, dark depths of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner by the countless devilish hands.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Qin Zhanzhou stared blankly at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner that had swallowed his brother's Primordial Spirit, his expression shifting uncertainly.

After a long while, he turned his gaze to Qin Wushang, who was not far away.

At this moment, Qin Wushang had already put away the Desolate Tower and the crimson blood blade, quietly looking toward the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

On his face, there was no pleasure from venting his inner resentment, no panic after patricide, and not a hint of sadness.

There was only an almost indifferent calm!

As if nothing had happened!

"Wu Shang... you..."

Qin Zhanzhou opened his mouth, his voice somewhat dry.

Looking at Qin Wushang's terrifyingly calm eyes, a wave of unspeakable chill and heartache welled up in his heart.

Had this child's Heart-Nature really become so cold and hardened?

Qin Wushang turned his head to look at Qin Zhanzhou, suddenly twitching the corner of his mouth into an expression that could be called a smile.

"Third Uncle!"

He spoke, his voice steady.

"I know, you were just thinking of teaching him a lesson, making him suffer a bit to vent your anger, letting him know he was wrong, and perhaps he could still turn back from the brink, right?"

Qin Zhanzhou remained silent, a silent admission.

Qin Wushang's smile deepened, appearing even more sinister: "But I am not that kind of person, Third Uncle."

"I am no longer that trash who was bullied by everyone in the Qin Clan, nor am I a fool who harbors illusions about so-called Family ties."

He raised his head and looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, his expression calm.

"Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, yet he could cruelly dig out my Supreme Bone, discard me like a worn-out shoe, and repeatedly harbor murderous intent."

"In that case, what's wrong with me killing him, my father?"

"Infamy? To be cursed for eternity?"

He sneered and shook his head.

"I don't care."

"I only know that kindness is repaid with kindness, and vengeance with vengeance."

"Whoever wants me dead, I will send them to Hell first. It's that simple."

After speaking, he no longer looked at Qin Zhanzhou's complicated expression.

Everything must eventually come to a conclusion!

He no longer lingered, his body turning into a streak of light. He reached out into the air, and a brilliant great dao golden lotus automatically flew into his hand.

He crushed the golden lotus, and a golden light enveloped his entire body.

Just before sinking into the rift of the Secret Realm, Qin Wushang spoke once more.

"Third Uncle, watch closely."

"I'm not just going to kill my father..."

"Qin Wudi, Qin Wuchen... everyone who participated in the events of that year, everyone who views me as an enemy, everyone who stands in my way..."

"I will personally send them down, one by one, to reunite."

"Everything Qin Zhantian cherished, everything he was proud of, I will... personally destroy!"

As his voice fell, a flash of golden light appeared, and his figure completely vanished into the churning Chaos of the Secret Realm rift.

High in the sky, the Chu Yuehua, who was maintaining the passage, shifted her cold gaze from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

She looked toward Su Qingjue's enchanting figure.

"You have triggered the demonic nature hidden within him."

"You are pushing him toward an abyss from which there is no return."

"You... deserve to die."

Su Qingjue sat cross-legged in the air, surrounded by Devilish Qi, yet she wore a charming smile, not taking it seriously at all.

"Demonic nature? Hmph, Sister Chu, you overestimate him and underestimate me."

"This wasn't triggered by me; it's something inherent in his bones and Bloodline."

"Rather than suppressing it, it's better to release it."

"Following one's heart and taking revenge as one pleases, what's wrong with that?"

She glanced at Qin Zhanzhou's complicated expression below, her tone mocking.

"As for you all, one by one, you claim to be doing what's best for him, yet in your hearts, you still cling to those ridiculous ethics, principles, and Family reputation."

"Hesitation only leads to trouble."

"If I hadn't acted today, do you think your indecisive Third Uncle could really have protected him?"

"Or do you think that old dog Qin Zhantian would have remembered their father-son bond and let my man go after escaping?"

The Chu Yuehua fell silent!"}],