The brief interlude came to an end.
As countless billions of departed souls continuously poured in, the Dao aura of the countless billions of Soul Banners... ahem, the Pangu Banner, clearly grew ever stronger.
Perhaps empowered by the "enchantment" attribute, wisps of black qi now coiled around the Pangu Banner, belching black smoke in puffs and making it look exceptionally eerie.
Even the blessing of World-Opening Merit could not conceal the black qi swirling around it!
Looking over, one could see divine patterns emerging across the Pangu Banner's surface, faintly linking to the Dao rhythms and laws of the Netherworld. As its banner fluttered, sinister winds howled, capable of wearing down all things and obliterating everything!
Even a Great Luo Immortal who touched the slightest bit of it would have their soul scattered in an instant!
Even mighty Quasi-Saints would be left grievously crippled if they took a single hit, even if it did not kill them!
Touch it, and one's Primordial Spirit would shudder and tear. Brush against it, and one's physical body would split apart!
It was terrifying beyond measure!
"Senior Chen Xuan, why is our Pangu Banner... suddenly belching black smoke? There isn't some problem, is there?"
Seeing this, Houtu asked worriedly.
"Don't panic. Have you forgotten what I told you? That isn't black qi—it's purple qi, the kind of purple that's so deep it looks black!"
Chen Xuan stood proudly atop the Sea of Blood, holding the Pangu Banner and examining it over and over. He perfunctorily answered Houtu's question while nodding in satisfaction.
Now that the countless billions of Soul Banners had been successfully refined, their power had become even more blazing, and their killing properties even more formidable!
They could temporarily house the endless departed souls of the Sea of Blood, giving their souls