The Myriad Immortals Formation collapsed without a fight. The immortals of Jie Sect were cowed by their own Sect Master's ferocity. Once they started killing, they recognized neither kin nor foe, hacking down anyone in front of them. Then they heard Laozi and the other three Saints explain that Sect Master Tongtian had gone completely mad, and they fled in all directions, not daring to look back.
It was no wonder Jie Sect was a tangled mix. Once there were too many people, order fell apart. The real problem was that Qi Lijing had been far too ruthless. With a single sword, he had cut down three thousand of his own people, terrifying everyone who remained.
Of course, there were also diehards who would rather be hacked to death by their master than leave. The Four Great Disciples, the Six Attendant Immortals, the Three Xiao Sisters, Zhao Gongming, and others were examples. Gathered together, they amounted to nearly five hundred people.
The family business was simply too vast.
Daoist Duobao held the Six Souls Banner and had stood rooted to the spot throughout, never participating in the affairs of the Myriad Immortals Formation. The instant he heard his Sect Master's furious shout, he hesitated no longer and shook the great banner in his hands as if his life depended on it.
The Six Souls Banner was, as its name suggested, a powerful magic treasure that directly attacked the Primordial Spirit and soul. It could bear six names at a time.
The names of Laozi, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, Jieyin, and Zhunti were clearly visible. The remaining two were faint and blurred, covered by Qi Lijing's spell. Even Duobao did not know whose names were written there.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The banner moved, the wind moved, and hearts stirred.
Heaven and Earth's