At a thought from Li Qingyun, he raised his hand and tossed out the Chaos Banner.
He intended to use this banner to set up a simple chaos formation.
The spirit within the Saint Kun Blood had only its last scraps of strength left. He merely needed to hold the newcomer off for a moment.
Yet the moment the Chaos Banner flew out, it fixed upon the surging, devouring Gray Mist. The banner unfurled on its own, generating a startling suction force as it brazenly swallowed and refined the mist.
"Of course—the Chaos Banner gathers chaos! This Gray Mist is muddled and murky, impossible to see through, yet it can actually be absorbed by it. I had been focused only on this Saint Kun Blood and forgot to try..." He came to a sudden realization, though he also felt somewhat vexed.
As the Chaos Banner spread open amid the Gray Mist, the mist, unwilling yet suppressed, poured into it like rolling black smoke and became the banner's foundation.
The banner's power was rapidly increasing!
The Gray Mist enveloping this layer of Saint Kun Blood began to vanish. The vast aura of the Saint Kun Blood within immediately spread unchecked through this world, breaking through layer after layer of Mirror Worlds like giant waves and continuously expanding outward.
"Saint Kun Blood—it is absolutely Saint Kun Blood! Heaven has taken pity on me at last. I, Kun Qi, have finally found my opportunity. Perhaps I may even ascend into the Void..."
Just as the Gray Mist was completely devoured by the Chaos Banner, a towering, fat figure in gray robes crashed through the mirror barrier with a thunderous impact. So excited that his words were incoherent and he was nearly dancing with joy, he arrived in this Kun Lake World.
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