"This, this isn't a staff..."
Nan You Ling's astonished voice came out cautiously. "It looks like an incomparably gigantic vertical banner."
Those tassels they had seen earlier were precisely the fringe hanging from the edges of this vertical banner.
Qingtian stared gravely at the strange image on the banner, seeming as though he might sink into it entirely. Powerlessly, he said, "This probably isn't an ordinary vertical banner either, but something with peculiar properties—a 'banner'!"
"A banner?"
The three of them froze at once.
Their gazes swept together across the bizarre patterns on its surface.
At its very center was a gigantic, savage blood-colored eye. Its pupil was as deep as a boundless Black Abyss; meeting its gaze felt as though one's soul would be dragged inside.
Countless twisted runes encircled the eye. They resembled ancient curses, yet also some sort of evil contract. Their lines were fine and sharp, flickering with strange dark golden radiance. Set against the blood pupil, they looked utterly chilling, enough to make one shudder.
A ring of differently shaped skulls had been embroidered along the edges of the massive banner. They did not seem like human skulls, but rather the skulls of all manner of beasts—some horned, some oval, some flattened and fanged. Most were impossible to identify as any specific creature.
When they looked directly at the skulls distributed around the banner, it was as though they could see black-green flames burning in their eye sockets. The flames intertwined, gathering into a bizarre border around the enormous banner.
At the upper portion of the banner was the image of a winding bone dragon. Its dark patterns gave the entire skeleton a heavy, textured appearance.
The bone dragon lay stretched across the banner, baring its claws and fangs, completing the final piece of that