Seven heaven-piercing Banners surrounded the entire Ancestral Image World. Some kind of resonating power seemed to exist between them, constantly seizing the Power of Origin from the Ancestral Grounds.
Those endless members of the Xu Tribe killed people to seize their origin.
The Banners, meanwhile, were constantly seizing the Power of Origin of the Ancestral Image World.
That ability to seize origin seemed to warp the sky over the entire Ancestral Grounds, making it twist without cease.
Even the falling snow seemed to drift chaotically beneath those disturbed rules...
A vast expanse of white...
Wantonly spilling killing intent!
Su Mo's Deity Statue strode across the heavens, each step seeming to make the void tremble!
Wen Ge and Hong Xia had also merged into their own Dharma Forms, following closely behind Su Mo.
Yet even before Su Mo, their bodies still appeared somewhat small.
The three traveled together, remaining silent all the way.
Wind and snow blew against the three immense Dharma Forms as though against three moving mountains, whipping up swirling dragons of snow that fell behind them.
Before them, clouds and mist were being cleaved apart...
At last... the three reached a heaven-piercing Banner.
Its pole was like a pillar of heaven. The fabric fluttering above blotted out the sky and sun, and the blood-red Banner radiated endless auras of the Great Dao, seemingly carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Even Su Mo's thousand-zhang divine form could not match the Banner's height!
The three tilted their heads back to stare at the Banner, feeling its unshakable solidity!
"What kind of immortal artifact is this?" Hong Xia gazed at the Banner, seeming to draw in a sharp breath.
Wen Ge looked at the Banner and gently shook her head. She turned to glance at Su Mo, then looked