Luo Manping shook off the force.
His arms gripping the Soul Banner spun, turning the banner into a long halberd held diagonally before him.
His eyes had turned blood-red from channeling his mana.
He asked in a low voice, "Did you take it?"
"Didn't get it."
"That slash was too fast."
Tu Shan Jun suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
If not for that slash, he could have taken that Great Saint's divine soul into his possession.
The Soul Banner possessed extraordinary divine might and could greatly suppress souls. Suppressing a Great Saint's divine soul was not impossible.
Unfortunately, the Soul Banner was more suited to targeting souls. With Luo Tianpeng having unleashed that strike, the chance to take Elder Qian's soul was completely severed.
Tu Shan Jun lowered his voice, his tone full of wariness. "It would be best not to use the Soul Banner to block his divine saber."
"I know." Luo Manping looked at the saber mark on the Soul Banner.
Though it had healed until only a faint mark remained, he had indeed felt the Soul Banner's fragility just now.
The Soul Banner itself was a saint artifact rather than a divine artifact. Moreover, offensive divine artifacts differed from functional divine artifacts.
To use the banner's body in battle, it at least had to be against something of the same tier.
Otherwise, a saint artifact clashing head-on with a divine artifact was like the difference between a wooden stick and iron. Even if that wooden stick could recover quickly, it consumed accumulated Baleful Intent; it was not without cost.
Luo Tianpeng snorted coldly. "Hiding your head and showing your tail!"
An overbearing pressure descended like a blazing war god from the Ninth Heaven, seeking to suppress them into the deep abyss of the Nine Hells. At