Ancestral Dragon Qi

"Strange. Since when were there so many soul cultivators in Taihua Province?"

Liu Qing murmured.

"Soul cultivators?"

Li Rui slowly opened his eyes and asked.

"Yes. This time, when I went to the Qiuli Immortal Dynasty to slay demons, I happened upon a group of soul cultivators—seven of them in all—using soul banners to draw in souls. I casually killed them."

Liu Qing spoke of what he had encountered on his trip down the mountain.

This matter had lingered in his mind all along.

Strange.

Truly strange.

His father was a True Lord.

Naturally, his horizons were lofty.

To him, this war that had lasted several decades was nothing particularly unusual.

One only had to look through those historical records in White Jade Capital to see that wars like this had erupted in Taihua Province more than once before. Yet in the end, had not the five great immortal sects remained unshaken?

Only those immortal dynasties had been replaced time and again.

Why?

Was it not because of the Dao Lords?

As long as an immortal sect still had a Dao Lord presiding over it, nothing could go wrong.

That was the foundation of the five great immortal sects.

Though the fighting looked like a blazing inferno, in truth, it could not harm the sects' foundations at all.

Only when a Dao Lord could no longer be succeeded would the day of a sect's true destruction arrive.

Thus, he did not find the war particularly remarkable.

But soul cultivators were different.

As far as he knew, no soul cultivators had appeared in Taihua Province for nearly a thousand years.

Yet they had emerged furtively at such a time. It was hard not to grow suspicious.

"Demonic cultivators all love using soul banners, but the source of those banners is actually