Chapter 842: Soul Refinement
Until the water level had completely submerged everything.
Not a trace of Venerable Chuiyun remained in the Realm of Returning Ruin.
Standing above Mirror Lake, Tu Shan Jun calmly gazed into the distance.
To guard against any mishap, he had already calculated the karmic ties surrounding Meng Zhi.
No father, no mother, no attachments, no childhood sweetheart, no Lineage bonds. Nor was he a disciple of any sect, with no great burdens to bear.
Could such a solitary cultivator, one whose heart was set upon the immortal path, still die unexpectedly after wielding the Soul Banner?
The greatest possibility was that the Soul Banner's secret of being able to advance would be exposed, drawing the intervention of powerful cultivators.
But unless Tu Shan Jun personally revealed this secret, even if other cultivators witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would believe such a fantastical tale.
Those seeking the treasure would at most be people like candidate Dao Sons.
Meng Zhi sat cross-legged within the lotus platform.
The instant he grasped the Soul Banner, an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose within him, as if he had long ago refined and grown accustomed to this treasure. He was merely rusty now, and that unfamiliarity was swiftly fading.
If just now he had been inside a furnace, without even a flicker of life force, then with the Soul Banner's protection, invisible currents seemed to emerge around him, instantly melting away the original scorching heat. That suppression that seemed to rise from his very bones was gone as well.
"There is actually such a vast difference."
Meng Zhi opened his eyes in astonishment and stared at the roughly ten-foot banner before him.
The addition of merely one artifact had produced immediate results, turning the tide at once and