After finishing all this, Su Hong looked at the tightly shut door before him and kicked it open.
With a booming crash, the sturdy metal door was sent flying. At the same time, the stench of blood, the wailing sound of Vengeful Spirits, and waves of Ghost Wind swept toward him.
"Bold! Who is so tired of living that they dare attack our Holy Spirit Cult Branch?!" A hoarse voice rang out, followed by a nauseating green mist and countless Vengeful Spirits rushing at him.
Su Hong swung his blade again. The nauseating green mist and Vengeful Spirits melted away the instant they came into contact with it, like ice and snow entering midsummer. Even the Vengeful Spirits, steeped in resentment and tortured beyond measure, were swiftly purified upon encountering the Aurora Blade.
Then, two figures appeared before Su Hong, eight Soul Rings rising beneath each of their feet.
One of them held a pitch-black banner in his right hand, his aura reaching level 89.
From its pole to its cloth, the entire banner was black.
Countless purple-black Vengeful Spirits seemed to flicker faintly across its surface.
The first thought that surfaced in Su Hong's mind upon seeing the banner was the Myriad Soul Banner.
And just as Su Hong had expected, this Evil Soul Master's Martial Soul was indeed a Myriad Soul Banner.
As for the other Evil Soul Master, his Beast Martial Soul was an Abomination. He had already completed Martial Soul Possession when he emerged. He stood over twenty meters tall, with a waist nearly twenty meters around. His entire body was covered in green skin riddled with terrifying scars, green blood constantly oozing from them.
Even a single drop of green blood falling onto the metal floor produced a sizzling corrosive sound.
His face was even