Xuanling Realm.
After Lu Yang delivered the Spirit Light Sect to the Immortal Pivot, a thought brought him to the Northern Exorcism Institute. The first thing he saw was the Banner Spirits diligently at work.
"Not bad, not bad."
Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction, like an old farmer watching the seedlings in his vegetable patch grow strong and lush.
To be honest, by now he no longer cared that much about Banner Spirits. His state of mind was no longer what it had been when he had first attained Fire in the Sky.
Compared to before, my moral standards have risen quite a bit.
This time, I didn't even turn the Righteous Banner into the mountain gate of the Righteous Dao and force every disciple who joined to voluntarily become a Banner Spirit.
Of course, that only applied to Righteous Dao disciples. To enter the Northern Exorcism Institute, one still had to voluntarily become a Banner Spirit. After all, the Northern Exorcism Institute was of utmost importance. Only my brothers were worthy of trust—but if you were unwilling to even become a Banner Spirit, it was hard for me to consider you a brother.
"Patriarch, how is the design of the Dao soldiers coming along?"
"Still not enough."
Facing Lu Yang's question, Patriarch Tingyou, who was directing the Banner Spirits, shook his head. "At most, we can replicate something at the level of the Sun-Shooting Bow."
"Going any further will be very difficult."
"It can go further?"
Lu Yang froze. As a strategic-grade Dao soldier, the Sun-Shooting Bow could unleash an attack at the level of a Great True Lord when he wielded it with all his strength.
How could it be improved further?
"The Star Palace actually held something back." Patriarch Tingyou smiled bitterly. "At least from my perspective,