Dao Body

The Soul Banner slipped from his sleeve and fell into his hand. With a light shake, it extended to over ten feet long.

The banner cloth, like an iron scroll, hung down.

Heavenly Baleful True Spirit Astral Qi, shaped like mist, formed a light barrier that shrouded the black-haired, black-robed figure.

As his mana erupted.

His black hair faded into crimson.

Horns thrust out from his forehead, and fangs sprang from the corners of his mouth.

He had become a Green-Faced Ghost.

Tu Shan Jun waved the Soul Banner in his hand. The protective astral qi formed spiraling currents, forcefully resisting the immense pressure of the unfamiliar Venerable.

"Mid-stage Spirit Transformation?"

He realized what kind of cultivator he faced, and he did not dare relax in the slightest.

Surging mana poured into the Soul Banner.

A bluish-white ghost hand with purple-black nails stretched out from the banner and gripped the main shaft of the Soul Banner.

The Banner Slave's eyes turned vacant. Though he still held the Soul Banner, control no longer seemed to lie in his hands, but with the owner of the ghost hand reaching from the iron-scroll banner.

There was no further suspense. A towering figure stepped through the clouds and mist, appearing behind the Banner Slave.

The spiritual aura of Nascent Soul peak blossomed.

Compared to the former calm gentleness, the towering figure that emerged from the Soul Banner was fiercely aggressive. Its spiritual aura and presence formed a vast fog, tearing apart the terrifying aura created by the unfamiliar Venerable.

The towering figure resembled an enlarged version of the banner-wielding cultivator. As its red irises and black pupils focused, it finally took the Soul Banner from the banner bearer's hands.

At the same time, the Green-Faced Ghost that had stood outside holding the banner entered