As the Soul Refining Banner turned, the sinister energy and lingering souls within a radius of fifty thousand li around Monarch's Slope were drawn in and poured into the banner.
In the darkness of a distant cliff, a mass of black mist gathered without dispersing. Its murderous aura soared to the heavens, and furious roars echoed from within: "Damn it! Damn it all! I never thought these few human brats would be so powerful. I almost fell into their trap! If I could devour them and borrow the power of their Dao Fruits, my cultivation would surely advance another step!"
"Whoosh, whoosh~" Wave after wave of sinister energy was sucked away. A startled voice came from within the black mist: "Huh? What's going on? Could someone actually be provoking this King at Monarch's Slope? Are they looking to die?"
The being within the black mist cried out repeatedly in alarm. At first, he noticed only that the sinister energy was being siphoned away. Then, he felt that this force seemed to be tugging at his physical body. Moreover, contained within that force was an aura that made the black mist tremble with fear.
"What's going on? Why do I feel that this force is even more terrifying than the life-taking talisman from King Yama's Hall..." The black mist churned, seemingly flustered and frightened. "Damn it, the miasma in the Azure Ruins Battlefield has only just dispersed, and so many powerful experts have already poured in. This is really going to be the death of me."
The Soul Refining Banner's suction force spread over. However, the being within the black mist had profound cultivation, and the banner's weak suction force could not shake him completely. Yet beneath the cliff, in that dark region shrouded in miasma, one lingering soul after another