Upon learning that it was this supreme treasure, Ye Xiwen could not help but be overjoyed. This treasure could almost be called one of the Demon Race's most important artifacts, much like the role and symbolic meaning the Four Treasures of the Study held for the Confucian School.
Yet compared to the Four Treasures of the Study, the Demon Summoning Banner was countless times more powerful.
Although it was only a damaged remnant, if he could fully refine it, it would be almost no weaker than his Myriad Dharma Wheel.
Moreover, it was entirely different from the Myriad Dharma Wheel. He had personally refined this artifact, and it had not yet fully taken shape. Once it was complete, it would naturally become one with him without the slightest hindrance, just as the Heavenly Origin Mirror was with Ye Xiwen.
The more he refined, the more Zhan Yan flew into a rage, for he could already sense that his connection with the Demon Summoning Banner, forged over many years, had suddenly been severed, brutally cut apart by something.
He was instantly horrified. How could this be possible? He had refined the Demon Summoning Banner for thousands of years. It was impossible for someone to refine it in such a short time. Otherwise, all those years he had lived would have been lived as a dog.
Yet no matter what, his connection with the Demon Summoning Banner had indeed been cut off. He could no longer sense its condition at all. Every time he tried to sense it, he felt a heaven-shaking Killing Intent rush at his face, trying to charge directly into his mind, leaving him unwilling to probe any further.
His gaze turned incomparably cold. Since that was the case, he could only kill Ye Xiwen. Once Ye Xiwen was