Undying Life

Chapter 809: The Primeval Banner

Black Qi surged in Kong Lietian's palm, and a small banner fully emerged. During this period, Zhong Shan did not launch a sneak attack but watched intently, his eyes turning red, reminiscent of the scene when Kui'er died. A single belief filled Zhong Shan's heart: Kui'er, you were killed by this black banner. Are you still here? Could your soul still exist?

Zhong Shan dared not harbor too much hope, for he knew that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. In his heart, Kui'er was perfect, even in death. If she existed, it would be a blessing; if not, he should not be too disappointed. However, this mindset did not apply to the current Zhong Shan. For the things he fought for, the positions he strove for, such a mindset was acceptable. But for emotions, it was not. To not be disappointed if she did not exist? Pure nonsense.

Zhong Shan did not dare to indulge in illusions. He only remembered Kui'er's perfection and sought the truth. He just wanted to understand!

Kong Lietian's small banner was now out. It was a pitch-black triangle, shrouded in an immense amount of black Qi, appearing extremely malevolent.

With a flick of his wrist, Kong Lietian threw the black banner into the air. It swelled against the wind, growing larger and larger, terrifyingly expanding until it was a million miles wide in the blink of an eye. If the previous Jade Seal could cover the sky, this banner could blanket the heavens.

The entire sky seemed to be covered.

How vast was a million miles? The Jade Seal of twelve thousand miles, comparable in size to the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, was dwarfed by the banner, which was dozens of times larger. The sky was pressed down, and to the soldiers standing on the outskirts, the scene under the banner was as dark as a deep night. Outside the banner, it was daytime, but under the banner, it was night. Moreover, the banner emanated countless ghostly wails and wolf howls.

"Ga-ga-ga～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!" "Roar～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!" "Woo～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!" "Heh-heh～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The chaotic noise was terrifying and extremely eerie.

A vast amount of black Qi billowed out from the banner. On the surface of the banner, it seemed as if countless evil spirits were tumbling in the black Qi, their icy shadows struggling to break free. The ghostly wails and wolf howls were coming from them.

Ghosts, endless ghosts, countless evil spirits?

"What kind of banner is this?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.

"The Primeval Banner!" Kong Lietian replied coldly.

"Primeval? The treasure of the Primeval Sage?" Zhong Shan's pupils contracted.

"You know about this?" Kong Lietian's eyelids twitched.

At the end-of-the-year city.

Daoist Shen Crow stared wide-eyed at the scene. The Primeval Banner? It was too vast, too terrifying, with a formidable aura and countless evil spirits. Each of those spirits seemed incredibly powerful to him.

"Ancestor, is this a fragment of the Primeval Sage's treasure?" Daoist Shen Crow asked in astonishment.

"The Taiji Diagram shattered, the Mountains and Rivers Diagram shattered, the Four Immortal Execution Swords shattered. The Primeval old man's treasure is the most intact, the least damaged. Though broken, its former power gone, with Kong Qiu's patching, its power has risen again. What a pity!" Kong Xuan shook his head.

"What a pity?" Daoist Shen Crow asked.

"Pity for Kong Lietian. Such a precious treasure, yet he has only refined a tiny part of it. Just a bit of refining. He can't fully unleash the immense power of this banner. What a pity!" Kong Xuan shook his head.

"Ancestor means that even this black banner can't defeat Zhong Shan?"

"It might not be certain. The black banner is ultimately a treasure of the Sage, though damaged, it is relatively well-preserved. Moreover, it has been refined by Kong Qiu using Sage power, so its might should be unparalleled! Zhong Shan defeating Kong Lietian will not be easy!" Kong Xuan said in a solemn tone.

"Indeed!"

At this moment, the emergence of the black banner swept across all directions with an overwhelming momentum. The worried expressions of the soldiers of the Taishang Dynasty immediately turned to joy, as if this imposing sight had injected a strong dose of confidence into everyone. On the other hand, the army of the Great Zheng Dynasty appeared slightly more serious.

At the West Gate, everyone waited patiently, the women supporting each other with evident concern. In the distance, Tian Chenzi looked on in astonishment.

"The black banner? It's too terrifying. How can this small world have so many monsters?" Tian Chenzi muttered to himself.

Under the black banner, Zhong Shan and Kong Lietian stood in a standoff.

At this moment, Kong Lietian's lips curved into a sinister smile. With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black Asura suddenly descended from the black banner above.

The Asura wielded a Fangtian Halberd, emitting a dense black aura and a chilling presence. As the Fangtian Halberd swung, the surrounding space shattered.

A formidable Asura.

"Asura King?" Zhong Shan frowned.

"Kill!" Kong Lietian commanded coldly.

With a shout, the pitch-black Asura King brandished the Fangtian Halberd and charged toward Zhong Shan.

"Celestial Edict! Three Thousand Waves!"

Zhong Shan swung his blade, clashing fiercely with the Fangtian Halberd of the pitch-black Asura King.

"Boom～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The powerful collision shattered the space, as the Fangtian Halberd and the Nightmare Blade met in a forceful impact, neither side gaining the upper hand.

"Boom～～～～Boom～～～～Boom～～～～～～Boom～～～～～～～!"

The pitch-black Asura King, relentless and tireless, collided with Zhong Shan repeatedly.

"Slash～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

An hour later, with a mighty roar, Zhong Shan finally found a slight opening in the Asura King's defenses and slashed at its wrist, causing the Fangtian Halberd to fall. Zhong Shan had won, but there was no scene of blood and gore.

"Poof～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The Asura King dissipated into black smoke, as if it had merely been an energy construct. A bead of cold sweat appeared on Zhong Shan's forehead.

"Impressive, but what a pity!" Kong Lietian sneered.

With another wave of Kong Lietian's hand, a hundred more figures appeared from the black banner, all pitch-black. Thirty were in the form of Asuras, others were skeletal or humanoid, but all were pitch-black.

Another hundred? Zhong Shan's eyes narrowed.

"Ga-ga-ga～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!" "Woo-woo-woo～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The cacophony of ghostly wails and wolf howls from the black banner indicated that there were still endless evil spirits within, much like the previous Asura. It seemed as if there were no end to them.

"No one has ever survived under the Primeval Banner!" Kong Lietian said with a sinister smile.

"People of the Great Zheng Dynasty, hear my command! Raise your right hand and lend me your strength!" Zhong Shan shouted.

At this moment, above the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, the divine figure of Zhong Shan in the sea of fortune clouds also spoke the same words. The eerie voice seemed to transcend the bounds of space, instantly reaching the ears of all the people of the Great Zheng Dynasty in the mortal world.

"A final battle? The emperor needs our strength?" "Raise your right hand!" "Assist the emperor!"

The citizens of the Great Zheng Dynasty raised their right arms one after another, and suddenly, their bodies felt drained, as if their strength had been sucked away.

Massive amounts of power gathered in the sea of fortune clouds and then transferred to Zhong Shan. His body swelled with this enormous energy, forming a terrifying energy storm around him.

As a hundred evil spirits charged forward, a fierce glint flashed in Zhong Shan's eyes. He threw a punch.

"Boom～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

More than ten of the hundred evil spirits were shattered on the spot, and the rest were punched back into the black banner above. One punch sent them back inside.

The overwhelming power, the might of the entire Great Zheng Dynasty, was now channeled through Zhong Shan, boosting his strength to an extreme. Despite the myriad of evil spirits, Zhong Shan remained unafraid.

"Is that all you've got?" Zhong Shan sneered.

"People of the Taishang Dynasty, heed my command!" Kong Lietian suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Zhong Shan was startled. So were the powerful figures around. What was Kong Lietian doing? This wasn't the capital; how could he draw on the power of the Taishang Dynasty here?

"During the decisive battle between Taishang and Great Zheng, raise your right hand and help me fight the enemy!" Kong Lietian commanded.

At this moment, in an eerie turn of events, Kong Lietian's divine figure also spoke these words in the Taishang Dynasty's capital, and inexplicably, all the citizens of Taishang Dynasty heard it.

Countless citizens of the Taishang Dynasty raised their right hands, and endless power converged in the capital, then mysteriously vanished.

At the battlefield, the Primeval Banner suddenly trembled, and a vast amount of golden energy rushed down from it, infusing Kong Lietian's body.

"A Sage's treasure can actually have such an effect?" Zhong Shan's pupils contracted.

The immense energy filled Kong Lietian's body, and he too was enveloped by an energy storm.

"Now, we are equal again. Let's see how much strength you have left!" Kong Lietian suddenly wielded a large sword.

Thousands of powerful, invincible evil spirits descended from the black banner, all glaring fiercely at Zhong Shan.

Zhong Shan stood resolutely, showing no fear, for his second goal had also been achieved.

Earlier, when a hundred evil spirits surrounded Zhong Shan and he punched them back into the black banner, an additional figure slipped in among the evil spirits. This figure entered the black banner along with the others.

Zhong Shan's shadow clone.

The shadow clone, following the evil spirits into the black banner, found itself in a different world the moment it touched the banner.

This world had no sun or moon but was dimly lit, with an extremely dense Yin aura, far more intense than the Netherworld. There were black mountains, black waters, and countless wandering ghosts in this eerie world. It was a brutal world, filled with endless slaughter, with innumerable evil spirits tearing each other apart and devouring one another. It was utterly horrifying.

So, this is the inside of the Primeval Banner? The internal world of the Primeval Banner?

The shadow clone flickered, splitting into ten shadow clones, each shooting off in different directions.