Gazing at the large banner in Qi Yun's hand, which was billowing with black qi,
the faces of the gathered Nine Kings Mountain Qi Refining Disciples turned deathly pale. They swallowed instinctively, their legs turning to jelly.
'This… this isn't a Human Emperor Banner at all!'
'It's clearly a Ten Thousand Souls Banner!'
The middle-aged cultivator from Nine Kings Mountain who led the group suppressed the terror in his heart. Steeling himself, he stepped forward and shouted, his voice a mix of false bravado and inner fear:
"Sen… Senior, you are a Foundation Establishment Master, and your Daoist Skills are profound.
For you to strike against juniors like us who are only at the Qi Refining stage… isn't… isn't that a bit unjust? A violation of heavenly principles and morality!"
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, then a bizarre expression crossed his face as he sneered:
"Are you even listening to yourself?
