A small flag, barely a foot tall, fluttered in the wind. Crimson radiance illuminated Heaven and Earth, carrying an immortal charm, lofty and supreme, like some strange artifact that had broken free from the River of Time.
Though the Immortal Gathering Flag was small, the dangerous aura it emitted made True Immortals from every faction tremble. Even Five-time Limit Breakers were affected.
Undying light shone down as Dao patterns intertwined across the flag, covering the entire army. Even City Lord Level creatures lowered their heads in awe.
Wang Xuan's body shot straight toward the heavens like a divine arrow loosed from its bow. Yet he was unexpectedly blocked, dazzling light bursting forth ahead.
"He's trapped!" someone called out.
The Immortal Gathering Flag was profoundly mysterious. Dao charm flowed from it, spreading through the entire army and sealing space-time.
Wang Xuan's figure blurred and vanished from where he stood. Then people sensed fluctuations even more terrifying than heavenly tribulation, accompanied by deafening thunder.
He punched through a layer of immortal light and slaughtered his way out of the Hell Army.
He looked at the Immortal Gathering Flag and the army beneath its cover, deeply astonished. The little flag truly was quite dangerous. He had needed to go all out just to pierce through that region of runes.
In fact, some people within the Hell Army were even more shocked than he was. What kind of monster was this? He had actually punched through the Immortal Gathering Flag's immortal curtain with his bare hands?
In the distance, the Various Dojos all felt that the little flag emitted a heart-pounding, unsettling aura. Its flowing divine charm seemed capable of restraining all immortals.
"Lord Kong, this flag is terrifying and extremely dangerous. My sacred artifact—the Fu Dao Ring—has sensed it and is incomparably wary