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The black Qi in Kong Lietian's palm grew denser and denser, and the small banner finally emerged completely.

During this time, Zhong Shan did not launch a sneak attack. Instead, he stared fixedly, his eyes bloodshot, as though the scene of Kui Er's death from back then had reappeared before him. There was only one conviction in Zhong Shan's heart. Kui Er, you were killed by this Black Banner. Are you still here? Could your soul still exist?

Zhong Shan did not dare to hold out too much hope, because he knew that, very often, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Kui Er was perfect in his heart—even her death had been perfect.

If she existed, he should rejoice; if she did not, he should not be too disappointed. This idea simply could not apply to Zhong Shan now. When it came to things one fought desperately for, or positions one struggled to attain, one could hold such an attitude. But when it came to feelings, such an attitude was unacceptable. If she doesn't exist, I shouldn't be disappointed? That was pure nonsense.

Zhong Shan dared not cling to illusions. He remembered only Kui Er's perfection, as well as his demand for the truth. He merely wanted to understand!

Kong Lietian's small banner had been drawn out. It was triangular and pitch-black, shrouded in vast amounts of black Qi, and looked incomparably evil.

Kong Lietian reached out and tossed it. The Black Banner swelled in the wind, growing larger and larger, expanding at a terrifying rate. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to a million li in size. If the Square Heaven Jade Seal had blotted out the sky before, this now covered the heavens.

It seemed as if the entire sky had been covered.