Human Emperor Banner's First Spirit

The Half-Saint of the Ruthless Lineage met his end amid the radiance. He had self-destructed with everything he had, hoping to sketch out the Great Dao patterns of the Ghost Face Mask and summon the Emperor Weapon.

Unfortunately, there was always a higher mountain beyond the mountain. Lin Xian's Ruthless content was far greater than that of the Guardian Lineage.

The Emperor Weapon was never summoned. The energy settled into stillness, and the Half-Saint withered away in the wind.

Crazy Old Man and the Ji Family Saint watched coldly and did not strike again. It had been complete self-destruction; unless they could find the Half-Saint of the Ruthless Lineage an Immortal Medicine, there was no saving him.

When a Saint passed away, Heaven and Earth shared in the sorrow. Although the Half-Saint had not reached that realm, he too transformed into a shower of light, like the Ascending Immortal Light, blooming into a flower of death.

Suddenly, something stirred in Lin Xian's heart, giving rise to a bold idea. He summoned the Human Emperor Banner. Amid the sounds of ghostly wails and wolf howls, it swept three thousand strands of black smoke toward the shower of light, capturing that wisp of spirituality that was about to dissipate.

With a hum, someone let out a shriek. On the Human Emperor Banner appeared a ghostly face imprint that seemed to be crying but not crying, laughing but not laughing.

"This method of refining a treasure is somewhat similar to the Primordial Human Race's savage, primitive Great Dao."

The Ji Family's old Saint gazed at the scene, deep in thought, then casually asked, "This treasure doesn't resemble anything from the present age. It carries an ancient aura. What is it called?"

"The Human Emperor Banner." Lin Xian chuckled and replied.

"This thing is