At last, after a violent tremor.
The towering blood-red radiance and silver glow above the White Bone Demon Mara Banner suddenly contracted inward, like a giant whale drawing in water, and vanished entirely into the banner!
Qing Chen stared fixedly at the Demon Banner hovering in midair.
The once dazzling scarlet light had drawn inward, becoming a deep, dark red.
Meanwhile, that wisp of Moon Laurel Qi had grown even more concentrated, like the essence of moonlight, flowing ceaselessly across the dark-red banner.
An unprecedentedly close connection passed from the Demon Banner into Qing Chen's mind.
He could sense with utter clarity that the Demon Banner's very nature had undergone an earth-shattering transformation!
The power it contained far surpassed what it had held before!
The Low-Grade Spirit Artifact, the Pojun Demon Mara Banner, was complete!
Only when an invisible force swept up the last remaining fragments of white bone in the blood pool and drew them into the banner did Qing Chen let out a long, stale breath.
He gazed at the faintly trembling Demon Banner in his hand, his heart filled with emotion.
In less than half a day, with the aid of these "provisions" amassed from nearly ten thousand living beings, it had actually completed its transformation!
He looked around. The once horrifying White Bone Blood Pool had disappeared, leaving everything as clean as if a swarm of locusts had swept through.
Although the bloody stench lingering all around remained strong, there was now a faint sense of emptiness to it.
With a slight stir of his thoughts, the White Bone Demon Mara Banner became a streak of black light and vanished into his sleeve.
He could feel that although the Demon Banner's power had soared, it also required greater nurturing and control.
Then he closed his