When the powerful Ming Zhuo woke up, she found herself an abandoned orphan about to be publicly disowned by a wealthy family on a show. Someone told her that her biological mother was a delicate mo...
The soul-summoning banner is filled with the most insidious resentment. If a cultivator gets tainted by it, at best it will affect their Dao heart and cause them to fall into an illusion; at worst, it will cause their cultivation level to drop by several realms.
Mingzhuo didn't dodge. The old man was already at his limit and didn't have much strength in his hand. She raised her hand and grabbed the soul-summoning banner.
"Hahaha, you're dead! You're dead!" The old man in the Tang suit laughed a few times, then suddenly realized something was wrong—why had she not reacted yet?
Mingzhuo: "You're the one who's dead! Your whole family is dead!"
This thing exudes a chilling aura and is bone-chillingly cold; it is indeed very sinister.
With a slight effort, she snatched the soul-summoning banner from the other party's hand, and with a wave and a swirling motion, she engulfed the attacking evil spirits within it.
The old man in the Tang suit was furious! He realized that this woman wanted to steal his magic weapon!
He desperately grabbed the soul-summoning banner.
Will you let go or not?
"You won't let me go?"
Ming Zhuo kicked the old man for every question he asked, showing no mercy. In no time, the old man was knocked to the ground, barely alive.
When Pei Di and Li Wenhe rushed up, they saw this scene: a complete one-sided torture.
The old man was beaten until he was barely breathing, but he still clung to a corner of the soul-summoning banner and refused to let go.
"What is this?" Li Wenhe asked, composing himself.
"Oh, it was just an experiment." Ming Zhuo quickly withdrew his foot from the old man in the Tang suit's chest and added hastily, "I was acting in self-defense!"
She was simply curious as to why this old man could wield the Soul-Summoning Banner without suffering a backlash even when he was low on health.
Since the other party refused to let go, she simply directed the peach wood sword to quickly pierce through the soul-summoning banner.
"Since you like it so much, I'll keep that small piece of cloth for you as a souvenir."