Demon Gate Player

Chapter 16: Soul Banner

From the moment they started to the moment all four of them fell, only a few breaths had passed.

Just as the hare rises and the falcon descends, the four of them were consecutively beheaded.

Long Yanzi had been in the cultivation world for over two hundred years and had seen all kinds of experts. His experience in fighting against others was undoubtedly rich.

But he had never encountered such a ruthless opponent before.

Although the opponent's cultivation level was not high, their swordsmanship was extremely exquisite. They also possessed the ability to conceal themselves, making it impossible for Long Yanzi and the others to even find their opponent's figure. They could only defend passively, feeling extremely frustrated in their deaths.

Among cultivators of the same level, only those disciples of the major sects' true transmissions could give him such a sense of despair.

These cultivators often had one characteristic: invincibility among peers.

Some disciples of the Dao Foundation Late Stage could even ignore the difference in realms and kill Gold Core Independent Cultivators.

Unexpectedly, they had provoked such an opponent now.

Long Yanzi stood in the black mist, waving a black banner in his hand. The black mist rolled and formed a large black cloud, enveloping him.

Rank One Law Treasure, the Soul Banner!

Hundreds of ferocious and crazy souls flew in the black mist, searching for Pang Yue's trace.

Each soul possessed the power of the Dao Foundation realm, and these souls could form a large array to trap their opponent.

"I found you!"

Suddenly, Long Yanzi's expression changed.

His mind was connected to the Soul Banner, and just now, a trace of formless sword light entered the black mist, instantly detected by him.

He formed hand seals, and the black mist surged in all directions. The hundred souls flew together, trapping the sword light.

The souls fearlessly surrounded the sword light, penetrating it with their chilling power, intending to disable it.

Within the black mist, the outline of a flying sword faintly took shape.

The flying sword was trapped in the quagmire, unable to advance or retreat, and was stuck in place.

"A Law Treasure?"

Pang Yue's figure flashed and appeared in the black mist, waving his hand to retrieve the Formless Sword.

Golden light shimmered on his body, and red flames burst out, burning the approaching souls with a sizzling sound.

The power cultivated from the Flame Demon True Talisman was finally being used in battle.

The hundred souls no longer attacked but instead formed a large array, trapping him in the center.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was cut off, illusions proliferated, and a massive divine sense invaded his sea of consciousness.

"Hmph!"

A powerful and vigorous fist intent filled Pang Yue's body, instantly dispersing the cold divine sense that had invaded his sea of consciousness.

He punched towards the large array.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded as dozens of souls were annihilated, and a crack opened in the large array. Pang Yue's figure flashed and he escaped from the array.

But in the next moment, his face darkened.

Outside the grand formation, the black mist still rolled, with hundreds of Yin spirits forming a formation, cutting off spiritual energy. The surrounding air felt as solid as ice, pressing against him.

Countless cold and Yin spirits invaded his sea of consciousness.

Pang Yue formed hand seals with both hands, and his body swelled with crimson flames, enveloping him.

The spiritual consciousness that approached him instantly dissipated.

"So, it turns out you are a disciple of the Demon Talisman Sect."

Long Yanzi's gloomy voice sounded.

Pang Yue didn't speak, secretly searching for a way to break the formation.

Long Yanzi continued, "My Yin spirits are immortal, and the grand formation cycles endlessly. No matter how capable you are, it's difficult to escape. I want to see how long your mana can hold up."

"I must thank you. Not only did you solve four of my friends, but you also delivered the Gold Core treasure to me... Haha, the heavens have been kind to me."

"If you had just left earlier, what could I have done to you?"

Pang Wei sneered coldly, "Too much nonsense!"

A gray-white stone axe flashed in his hand, and then he infused it with mana.

Immediately after, Pang Yue's face changed, feeling his entire body's mana being instantly drained by the Primordial Yang axe!

It seemed that the Primordial Yang axe was not satisfied and wanted to continue draining his essence blood...

Pang Yue swung the giant axe and slashed in front of him!

A dazzling white axe shadow appeared, gently landing on the grand formation.

Crack!

The sound of shattering came.

The grand formation shattered, and the hundreds of Yin spirits instantly vanished!

The black mist was swept away by the intense white light, melting away completely!

Long Yanzi's figure appeared, standing stiffly in the void.

Behind him, the Soul Banner shattered inch by inch, turning into ashes.

Long Yanzi, like a broken porcelain, cracked all over, and transparent flames emerged from within.

Pang Yue's mana was depleted, so he quickly took out a bottle of Tianchen Pill and stuffed two into his mouth to ease the situation.

He put away the Primordial Yang axe, his figure flickered, and he quietly took the five people's storage bags from the sea before leaving.

Not long after, a brilliant light flickered in the sky, and hundreds of streaks of light flew across the sea and stopped nearby.

However, the dazzling pillar of light connecting the sea and sky had already disappeared.

The Primordial Yang Precipice had also long disappeared without a trace.

The crowd gathered at the place where the battle took place, using spells to investigate.

"Six people fought... five died, there are remnants of Law Treasure aura!"

"The remaining person definitely hasn't gone far!"

"Search!"

Soon, the bodies of Xun Yuan and the other three were retrieved.

"Gu Jia Xun Yuan, Independent Cultivator Qian Yu Feng, Du Hai Chuan, Zhao Jia Zhao Wu Yan... and one more person, should be Ying Lei Long Yan Zi!"

"The last person seems to be the Demon Talisman Sect Yan Mo lineage's powerful practitioner..."

"The aura has completely disappeared, unable to track!"

"What exactly is that light?"

"Before coming, Yan Mo Sect's Liu Xuan Tong Fellow Daoist said that it is a trump card of a certain Gold Core cultivator, but its opportunity is not here..."

The crowd discussed one after another.

...

Three days later, Dragon Scale Island.

Pang Yue sat under the Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree, his cultivation fully restored.

The battle that day left him with two lessons.

First, he cannot rely on his abundant experience in fighting techniques from his previous life in games to underestimate the cultivators in this world. The methods in the cultivation world are varied, and with one careless move, he may lose everything.

Second, based on his current cultivation, the Primordial Yang Axe only has the power of one strike. Below the Gold Core stage, it is invincible. But after one strike, he must find a way to retreat!

As for the gains from this trip...

There was nothing valuable in the storage bags of Long Yan Zi and the other four, except for a large number of pill formulas in one of the storage bags, which had some use.

Compared to the Primordial Yang Precipice, they were far behind.

Mountain and River Cauldron.

Primordial Yang Orthodoxy.

Primordial Yang Axe.

These three items were enough to make a Gold Core cultivator tempted!

And there were those dark golden tree leaves. After Pang Yue returned, he found that the patterns on them were different. After deducing with the Innate Limitless Monument, he unexpectedly obtained a pupil technique!

Being able to be placed indoors by a Gold Core cultivator from the Primordial Yang Sect, it should be extraordinary.

Thinking of the words of that Gold Core cultivator, Pang Yue's belief became even stronger. In this world, he must break free from the constraints of his aptitude and strive for a bright future!

His buddy is a transmigrator after all!

...

Two years later.

The Dragon-Scale Fruit ripened and fell on its own.

This fruit was about one foot in size, resembling a pineapple from his previous life, with fruit skin like dragon scales and a strong fragrance.

In the past two years, Pang Yue mainly ate Primordial Yang Rice, so the Dragon-Scale Fruit was nothing special to him.

After completing this mission, when he returned to the sect, he would keep three Dragon-Scale Fruits as a reward.

In these two years, he barely cultivated his mana, but instead focused on cultivating that unnamed pupil technique, which has now reached a preliminary stage.

Although his cultivation was stuck at the Triple Dao Foundation stage, the obstacles were gradually loosening.

After collecting the Dragon-Scale Fruit, after about seven or eight days, a streak of light flew down from the sky.

"Is it Junior Brother Xu from Flame Demon Temple on the island?"

The person who arrived was a handsome and extraordinary man, with a feather fan and a silk cap, wearing a wide robe with wide sleeves, exuding the elegance and profound cultivation of a prominent family.

Before coming, he even used his family connections to investigate the identity of the previous task taker, who was said to have some conflicts with the Ning family.

"I wonder which senior brother from which branch has come to take over the task?" Pang Yue asked leisurely.

"I am Meng Zitao from the Wind Demon Hall. I have a slight reputation within the sect. Xu Junior Brother should be familiar with me," Meng Zitao smiled.

Pang Yue said, "I have long heard of Meng Brother's name!"

But in his heart, he muttered, it seems that the original host's memory did not include someone like Meng Zitao?

He released the Five Peaks Town Prison Formation and guided Meng Zitao inside.

In the courtyard paved with blue stones, the two sat under a tree, leisurely sipping tea.

After some conversation, Pang Yue learned that Meng Zitao was from the Meng family.

Under the Demon Talisman Sect, there were hundreds of cultivation families, but only six had a truly long heritage.

These six families, with a Gold Core cultivator in each generation, had a far deeper foundation than families like the Xu and Ning families, who only had Dao Foundation cultivators.

The Meng family currently had three Gold Core cultivators, second only to the Gu family among the six major families.

Among them, one of the Meng family's Gold Core cultivators was even an elder of the Wind Demon Hall. It was said that he had reached the mid-stage of the Gold Core realm and was expected to succeed the position of the Wind Demon Hall's hall master in the future.

Meng Zitao was only in his eighties, but he already had a fourth level Dao Foundation cultivation. With the care of the Gold Core elder in the Wind Demon Hall, although he was not a direct disciple, his cultivation was comparable to one.

He came to Longlin Island this time to take on a mission because he had caused trouble within the sect and was "sent away" to the open sea.

"Junior Brother Xu, you don't know. That Ye Junior Sister from the Ice Demon Hall is truly stunning. I, Meng, have seen countless beauties in my life and used to think that I would not be moved by any worldly beauty, but I couldn't help but be defenseless against Ye Junior Sister..." Meng Zitao seemed to be bursting with excitement as he talked about the beauty of a certain Ye Junior Sister from the Ice Demon Hall.

In his words, this Ye Junior Sister was comparable to a Celestial Immortal, surpassing any other beauty.

"In this lifetime, I am determined to make her my Dao companion!" Meng Zitao declared solemnly.

Unfortunately, that Ye Junior Sister had already been taken as a closed-door disciple by the Ice Demon Hall's hall master and directly advanced to the true transmission. Meng Zitao's plan to use his family's influence to achieve his goal had also failed.

Furthermore, due to some of his actions, the Ice Demon Hall's hall master disliked him and almost froze him into an ice sculpture to send back to the Meng family.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Meng family's ancestor, Meng Zitao would probably never have the chance to "appreciate" beautiful women again in this lifetime.

Now that Pang Yue had taken over the mission from Meng Zitao, he was not in a hurry to return immediately. He took the opportunity to chat with Meng Zitao about various interesting things within the Demon Talisman Sect.

Gradually, the true face of the Demon Talisman Sect was outlined in his mind.

These pieces of information were far beyond what Daoist Xu, with his previous status and cultivation level, could have come into contact with.

Although Meng Zitao came from an extraordinary family, he was not arrogant and was easy to get along with.

As the two were chatting, suddenly a jade pendant on Meng Zitao's body began to emit a red light.

Seeing Pang Yue's curious gaze, Meng Zitao looked proud and explained with a smile, "This is a Law Treasure bestowed by our ancestor. Although it is only Rank One, it can warn of danger within a thousand miles... Huh? There's danger!"

"There's Monster Qi," Pang Yue's gaze deepened as he looked into the distance, calmly saying.

(End of this chapter)