The Cataclysm Banner had been infused with a trace of cataclysmic power. It was the most precious of treasures, a protective treasure bestowed by Xiongchu Heavenly Monarch.
Back then, Xiongchu Heavenly Monarch had made it perfectly clear: such a treasure could only be used to destroy fiends or when one's life was in danger.
Now Wu Xiuxian was using such a precious treasure just to win. That went against the Heavenly Monarch's decree.
What's more, once such a treasure was used, the defensive power of the forbidden formation here might not hold up. Things could easily turn into a bloodbath.
Wu Xiuxian seemed possessed. He ignored Jiang Xinghan's shouts completely, and spiritual light surged around him as it poured frantically into the Cataclysm Banner. In an instant, the entire banner was aglow. The moment it trembled ever so slightly, every hair on Xu Yi's body stood on end.
He thought, This is bad. He was just about to play his trump card when he blurted, "Holy shit!"
The Dark Gourd, which had been silent for who knew how long, suddenly trembled once. Xu Yi's heart leaped with joy. If the gourd had recovered, then even if Xiongchu Heavenly Monarch showed up, he'd still dare to fight him.
But the gourd only trembled lightly, then went quiet again.
No matter how Xu Yi tried to sense it, the gourd gave no response at all. He was cursing Gourd Master for going dead on him at the crucial moment when he suddenly noticed something had gone wrong on Wu Xiuxian's end too. The Cataclysm Banner had gone silent, and its newly lit body had dimmed once more.
"Brother Xiuxian, what spirit!"
Jiang Xinghan shouted in praise of Wu Xiuxian. Cheers rang out across the mountain.
"Now that's the bearing of a Heavenly