Eight Souls Banner? The Dao Ancestor's Physical Body... Blown Apart? Hongjun Was Not Dead

"What is that?"

Hongjun frowned slightly.

He could not help but look up.

A stunned, incredulous expression appeared on his face.

It was an expression he had never shown before!!

And it was not just him.

The Heavenly Dao Saints, Hunyuan Saints, and numerous Primordial Great Powers watching the battle from the Primordial Wilderness all wore equally stunned and bewildered expressions.

Because within Chaos.

A long banner appeared, rippling into existence like waves on water.

It was merely ten thousand zhang tall, yet it was inscribed with countless Great Dao runes of curses and slaughter. Dense resentment and extreme hatred formed a blood-black crimson mist that shrouded all directions, swiftly turning the area into a realm dominated by negative emotions such as slaughter and resentment.

Even stranger was this.

Beneath the long pole floated eight long banners like wandering ghosts.

Each of the eight banners was engraved with scarlet-black, ultimate resentment, so dense that even the Heavenly Dao Saints felt their scalps tingle!!

Soul Banners!!

These were existences even fiercer and more vicious than the Six Souls Banner!!!

But...

How could there possibly be so many nameless strange treasures in the world?

Had Saint Taiqing not shattered the Six Souls Banner before this!?

Chang'er Dingguang Xian had presented the Six Souls Banner, and Saint Taiqing had destroyed it in fury. That item no longer existed in the Primordial Wilderness.

Then what was this long banner Qingyuan had brought out?

This Soul Banner.

It appeared even more vicious and sinister than the long banner in Tongtian's hands. Its extreme hatred was as dense as though Chaos Demon Gods had been sunk into the Soul Banner one after another and slaughtered within it.

A single wisp of its resentment.

Would have been enough to destroy any Great Thousand Worlds!!

Where had Qingyuan