Although he did not know how to use the Five Directional Banners, this magic treasure was so powerful that he had still managed to obliterate the Profound Immortal without much study. Yet just as Lu Feng was about to retrieve the Five Directional Banners, he suddenly sensed something strange inside his body.
These things had appeared without warning, rushing into his body, circulating through his meridians, then disappearing into his back. When he examined the sensation carefully, it seemed that the black thing on his back had absorbed them.
What had it absorbed? Lu Feng's heart jolted, but those things had already vanished, leaving him nothing to investigate.
For a moment, Lu Feng felt a trace of fear toward the black thing on his back. Ever since he had begun cultivating the Primordial Spirit Demon-Gathering Scripture, it had clung there-a palm-sized patch. His clothes concealed it from others, but Lu Feng himself could feel it.
Since its appearance, it had constantly absorbed his true qi. Now it was absorbing these strange things as well. How could Lu Feng not dwell on it?
What exactly was Shabby Master trying to do? Why had he made me cultivate such a bizarre cultivation technique?
Puzzled, he waved his hand and retrieved the Five Directional Banners. Once the banners were withdrawn, the formation collapsed on its own, and the Void Zone, which resembled an enormous black sphere, vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, Sun Jiuyang had fought himself into a frenzy. He was already immensely powerful, and with all those bizarre talismans thrown into the mix, he was practically a monster.
He had long since reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm, only a step away from becoming a Profound Immortal. This Profound Immortal was also much weaker than the one Lu Feng had