The Seven Kill Dao Child was a bewitching young man whose skin was nearly translucent.
Strands of blood light surfaced within his dharma body from time to time.
He sat cross-legged within a palace of white bones and flesh as torrents of Xuan Yin killing intent rolled in, pouring into an exquisite black banner before him.
From time to time, wailing human souls and demon souls spewed from his mouth. Scorched and refined by Xuan Yin fire, these divine souls were forged into crystalline strands of soul silk.
The soul silk was then woven into another small banner, infused with all manner of restrictions and Natural Treasures, and thoroughly refined.
The Seven Kill Dao Child casually tossed it outside the palace, where it landed precisely upon a particular formation node, without the slightest deviation.
One Mysterious Black Banner after another was refined.
Time accumulated bit by bit.
In every direction around the palace, Mysterious Black Banners fluttered, numbering one million and seventy thousand.
Strands of black-red Seven Kill Rules power spread everywhere, seeping into the depths of space and forming one killing formation, Illusion Formation, and Trapping Formation after another... All kinds of exquisite formations interlocked, creating a terrifying force fearsome even among Dao Children. The Seven Kill Rules here had almost given birth to a spirit.
Such was the mighty power of formations!
Such was the old nest a cultivator had managed for countless years!
Like a diligent butcher, the Seven Kill Dao Child continuously managed his nest and refined his Destiny Magical Treasure, the Seven Kill Banner. A sense of satisfaction welled up within his heart.
"This truly is a wonderful age..."
The Seven Kill Dao Child sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Powerful human souls that had once been difficult to find were everywhere in this