amaotonovel Chapter 1372
Chapter 1372
On the morning of the third day, Qin He was standing on a cliff when his brow suddenly twitched.
It wasn't an attack by someone, but rather an anomaly in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
A layer of pale golden clouds rolled in from the eastern horizon, their edges crackling with fine lightning. Wherever they passed, even the dust in the wind trembled. That was the power of the Divine Punishment Division's "Sky-Searching Mirror," capable of illuminating any unusual aura within a thousand miles.
This is not the first time, but the third.
Qin He raised his hand and placed it on the black demon banner at his waist, his fingertips able to feel the restlessness of Long Qingyun's living soul within the banner.
Without turning around, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure transforming into a faint shadow, skimming along the ground towards the south.
The sinking of the black ship and the near annihilation of the Long family could not be suppressed.
The commotion caused by the main god's avatar descending to the mortal realm was so great that even the old monsters deep in the Demon Abyss could sense it, let alone the Divine Punishment Division stationed in Xuanzhou.
The eastern part of Xuanwu Continent has become a dangerous place.
He had only recently escaped from the city of sin to the north, and the pursuers there still remembered his presence.
To the west, there is a prefecture directly under the jurisdiction of the Divine Court, with numerous checkpoints.
Only by heading south, crossing the great marshes and traversing the desert, and reaching the Nanling Mountains thousands of miles away, can one find a place to catch one's breath.
The wind whipped his clothes across the mountain range.
Qin He deliberately chose the most desolate path, the stones under his feet were crushed, and the traces he left behind were instantly covered by the wind and sand.
After walking for about two hours, he found a sheltered rock hollow and stopped. With a flick of his finger, the Black Demon Banner appeared before him.
The blood-red "Demon" character on the banner was slightly warm, and from it came Long Qingyun's arrogant sneer: "Kid, you ran fast enough? Too bad it's useless. It's only a matter of time before the Sky-Searching Mirror finds you."
"The Divine Court has already used divine restrictions to find you; it's just a matter of what the price will be, hmph."
Qin He tapped the banner with his finger, his voice calm: "Tell me about the matter between the Divine Court and the Heavenly Demons, and I will guarantee that your soul will not be scattered."
"Humph!"
A curse came from inside the banner, "I am a half-saint, how could I be threatened by a demon like you? You think you can trap me for life with this tattered banner? Let me tell you, I have a backup plan!"
Qin He raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? What backup plan?"
"A fragment of my soul still resides in the Divine Court!" Long Qingyun's voice was filled with smugness. "As long as the fragment of my soul remains, once the storm has passed, the Long family disciples will find a way to reshape my physical body, and the Divine Court will also reunite my three souls and seven spirits. What you killed was merely my shell; I am not dead at all!"
The black demon banner trembled slightly, as if responding to the excitement of the living souls.
Qin He stared at the banner and suddenly laughed: "You really know how to flatter yourself. The Divine Court hates evil spirits the most. If word gets out that you're trying to break through to the Lord of the Ghost Ship, the Divine Court's residing fragmented soul will surely be personally erased by the main god."
He paused, his tone turning colder: "Besides, the Long family has suffered a great loss of strength and vitality, and is barely able to protect itself. Your Long family must have enemies, right? Heh."
The laughter inside the banner abruptly stopped.
Silence was like the cold wind in the rocky hollow, carrying an atmosphere of oppression.
After a long pause, Long Qingyun finally spoke through gritted teeth, his voice devoid of its previous smugness, replaced only by stubborn resentment: "Even so, I will not tell you a single word. Your tattered banner is nothing more than a low-grade item; besides trapping me, what else can it do to me?"
Qin He's fingertips paused on the banner, his eyes darkening.
He really had no other choice.
This black demon banner has never been refined; it can only bind and trap souls, and cannot even injure them.
Although Long Qingyun's soul was weak, it was supported by the foundation of a half-saint. If they continued to fight it out, he would be the first to lose his composure.
"You've calculated things quite clearly."
Qin He withdrew his hand, and the Black Demon Banner transformed into a streak of black light, returning to his sleeve. "But you'd better pray that I can't find the materials to upgrade the Soul Banner."
A cold snort came from inside the banner, and no more words were spoken.
Qin He stood up and dusted off his clothes. The sandstorm outside the stone hollow intensified, and the distant, muffled sound of the Divine Punishment Division's silver guards' hooves could be faintly heard.
He looked up to the south, where the horizon was hidden in a gray mist. It was said that deep in the Southern Ridge there was an ancient demonic cultivator's ruins, which might contain the secret treasure for upgrading the Soul Banner.
His feet slammed into the precipice once more, this time with even greater urgency. The golden light of the Sky-Searching Mirror had already spread over the northern mountains, and Long Qingyun's stubborn resistance felt like a thorn in his heart.
But the most important thing right now is to find a way out before the Divine Punishment Division catches up.
Once we have the means, even a dragon like Long Qingyun would have to kneel before us.
The wind swept his figure away, gradually disappearing into the distance at the edge of the mountains. Only a wisp of demonic energy remained in the hollow, which was completely buried by the sandstorm the moment the golden light approached.