"Whoosh!"
Ye Xiwen's body emitted rings of blood-colored light. He instantly rushed into the group of monsters, sweeping them away. There was no enemy at all.
However, he also discovered that there seemed to be no powerful monsters at all. Compared to when he rushed in earlier, the difficulty was completely different.
This time, in order to get there as soon as possible, he did not hold back at all. He constantly sent out blood-colored light and sword aura, while constantly transforming the God Source into spiritual power to replenish his consumption.
It seemed that the powerful monsters were all concentrated on the other side. He immediately realized that it must have something to do with the Battle-Sage Families.
Very soon, he saw the masters of the Battle-Sage Families. At this time, they were desperately rushing towards the center of the monsters, but at this time, the Demon Kings that were originally scattered in various places were all concentrated here, desperately sniping them.
The experts of the Battle Saint Families were constantly being engulfed by the demon horde. Every step forward required them to pay a hefty price. No matter which force it was, it would take a very long time to nurture a god.
Generally, they would not let their sacrifices be in vain. However, at this time, these masters of the Battle-Sage Families were fighting to the death without retreating. They were not like when they were surrounded, where they still had strength to spare.
And in the center of these people was Zhan Yan.
Zhan Yan was muttering something, as if he was controlling something.
And Ye Xiwen followed his gaze and saw that in the center of the monsters, in the center of the protection of the many Demon Kings, there was a ball of light that was bursting with extreme light. Thousands of tiny lights scattered and shone on the monsters.
When these tiny lights passed through the layers of monsters and fell on Ye Xiwen, he was stunned to discover that this was not ordinary light, but laws and insights.
This should be the secret that the entire monster group was guarding. No wonder so many powerful monsters could be born here. It was because of this.
Obviously, Zhan Yan's target should be that ball of light. Ye Xiwen was very familiar with that aura. It was clearly the aura of a tool spirit. It belonged to the same lineage, and was no different from Ye Mo.
Although the conditions for the birth of each tool spirit could be said to be accidental, it was not without rules. So, Ye Xiwen recognized it immediately.
"But what kind of tool spirit can cause such a big commotion?" Ye Xiwen was also somewhat baffled. Generally speaking, it would be very difficult for a tool spirit to survive if it left a magic tool. It was just like how a human's soul would die if it left the body.
Unless they cultivated to an extremely high level, like Ye Mo, their strength would definitely drop.
For this Artifact Spirit to be able to cause such a huge commotion, it most likely had a powerful background.
Above the Artifact Spirit, there was a flag that shone brightly and also released waves of Demonic Qi, as if it wanted to absorb the Artifact Spirit into the flag.
Ye Xiwen opened the Eyes of Redemption and immediately understood that this flag actually wanted to absorb the tool spirit into it.
He immediately understood why the Battle Saint Family would bring someone else here. It was most likely because they wanted to divert the trouble to someone else.
The others were simply used as targets to attract attention until the last moment. Now that there was no one to be their scapegoat, they could only do it themselves. Originally, they did not have many casualties, but now there were many casualties. It was completely different from before.
And all of Zhan Yan's plans must be for this tool spirit. And that flag should be the flag that had ambushed Ye Xiwen before.
Ye Xiwen sneered. Zhan Yan was really too naive. Did he really think that he would not dare to fight back if he attacked Ye Xiwen?
Ye Xiwen did not make a move. Now was not the time to attack. It was not enough to just deal with Zhan Yan. He also had to obtain this tool spirit. To be able to cause such a big commotion, it must not be easy.
The battle between the two sides became more and more intense. It seemed to have reached the most critical moment. Whether it was the side of the tool spirit or the side of the Battle Saint Family, they were all giving it their all. The side of the tool spirit was especially anxious. Many demon kings began to join the battle, killing into the group of experts of the Battle Saint Family.
Even the weakest of these Monster Kings had powers comparable to those of the Sage Plane. Although they did not follow the standard path of becoming a god, no one knew how they were raised. They were all extraordinary, and their attacks were all very terrifying.
Even though the Battle-Sage Families had brought their elites this time, they still couldn't withstand the demon army's relentless attacks. Almost every now and then, a Battle-Sage Family god would fall. These were all elites above the Imperishable Level, and they were many times more precious than the Immortal-level ones.
Under normal circumstances, unless they were in a land of death, they would not die at all. But now, they were in a land of death.
However, Zhan Yan's expression did not change at all. His eyes were bright as he stared fixedly at the ball of light. He was chanting an ancient incantation.
These incantations seemed to contain a mysterious power that was able to firmly guide that ball of light.
The people around him were getting fewer and fewer, but he did not care at all. The people of the Battle Saint Family could only fight to the death, because there was no way out. Other than fighting to the death, what else could they do?
So even at this point, they could only believe in Zhan Yan and fight with all they had. Otherwise, they would die anyway, and even their families would not be able to live in peace after they died.
Another expert from the Battle Saint Family was smashed into pieces. There weren't many people left by Zhan Yan's side. As the number of people by his side decreased, he couldn't hold on any longer, and the rate of casualties also increased.
Finally, when he was the last one left, Zhan Yan, who had always been cold and emotionless, finally opened his eyes and shouted, "Absorb!"
Suddenly, the flag started to shake rapidly. Ripples of nomological laws started to spread out. Even though the ball of light was extremely unwilling, it was still continuously sucked in by the flag. After a short while, it was sucked in.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He had finally succeeded. As for the experts of the Battle Saint Family, it did not matter if they died.
It could only be said that man proposes, God disposes. If he wanted to succeed, he would need someone to die. Originally, he had arranged for others, but since he did not succeed, he could only blame the bad luck of the people of the Battle Saint Family.
Although they were all his confidantes and followers, he did not care at all. As long as he could successfully refine it, after a few hundred years, he would even dare to challenge those monstrous geniuses. At that time, he would have as many followers as he wanted.
In this world, only the strong had the right to speak, and he was about to join the ranks of the strong.
"Come back!"
With a soft shout, the flag flew back to him as if it had Spiritual Qi.
However, at this moment, suddenly, he saw a huge hand fall from the sky and grab the flag.
"Who is it?!" He immediately glared angrily. This was practically stealing food from the mouth of a tiger.
He let out a loud roar, and the spiritual energy on his body began to burn. It condensed into the word "battle" in mid-air, and then it crushed down on the person behind him.
Swish!
A sword aura soared into the sky, and it actually shattered the word "battle" in an instant. It exploded in the void like fireworks.
"Ye Xiwen!" This sword aura immediately made him realize, because he had seen this sword aura before, and who else could it be other than Ye Xiwen?
He gritted his teeth in hatred, and he was about to go crazy. He was so close to success, but he actually failed. This was the most infuriating.
For this day, he had planned for thousands of years. Ever since he accidentally found out that there was a spirit of the Demon-Summoning Flag in the Kurfürst Road, he had been planning.
The flag in his hand was not ordinary either. Back then, the Demon-Summoning Flag was shattered in the battle, and this chess piece was actually refined from one of the fragments of the Demon-Summoning Flag. Otherwise, how could it have absorbed the remaining spirit of the Demon-Summoning Flag?
Naturally, the Demon-Summoning Flag had been shattered, and the spirit of the Demon-Summoning Flag could not have been preserved completely. It was only a broken spirit. If it was a complete spirit, even if the Demon-Summoning Flag was not in his hand, it would not have been a problem to crush an ordinary King.
How could he dare to find trouble with Ye Xiwen?
Although it was only a fragment and a remnant spirit, if he could completely refine it, he still had the confidence to dare to challenge those monstrous geniuses in a short period of time.
But now, Ye Xiwen had actually intercepted him. How could he tolerate this? This was simply too much.
Of course, he had completely forgotten about the matter of him plotting against Ye Xiwen in the past.
He looked over, and it was indeed Ye Xiwen's figure.
"I think you're courting death!" Zhan Yan roared. He was born in a Battle Sage family, and everyone respected him. No one had ever dared to plot against him like this.
He slammed his palm down directly. This was the secret technique of their Battle Sage family, and a slap of his palm could smash the sun, moon, and stars. The palm power was extremely terrifying.
His palm power directly enveloped Ye Xiwen, and he was going to slap him to death.
This palm power transformed into countless waves of magic power, and it directly blasted on Ye Xiwen's head.
Ye Xiwen did not even look at it. He directly turned around and pointed a finger. In an instant, this finger seemed to cover the entire sky. No one could escape from it.
Zhan Yan's palm strike was completely shattered by this single finger. In that instant, it was as though the entire world was collapsing. Everything was collapsing.
That terrifying finger power actually followed the sky and directly pointed at Zhan Yan. Zhan Yan was shocked and angry. He continuously blasted a few palms before he barely managed to eliminate Ye Xiwen's finger power.
However, Ye Xiwen didn't intend to continue to entangle with him. Instead, he began to refine it. Under his sacrificial refining, he quickly understood what this was. It turned out to be the illustrious Demon Beckoning Banner of ancient times.
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