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As expected, when the Ancient Sorcerer poured all of his spirit into Luo Tian, a change immediately occurred in Luo Tian.
First, the sun and moon rose as if they were propping up the heavens and the earth, radiating a brilliant light. Then, the Four Divine Beasts—Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque, and Xuanwu—turned their heads and stretched their limbs, standing tall in the four cardinal directions before raising their heads and howling, their voices echoing across the wilderness!
"Hmph!"
The Ancient Sorcerer let out a cold snort as his consciousness slowly returned to his body. He became increasingly clear-headed and gradually opened his eyes to look at Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi's hand paused; he felt as if the Thousand Soul Banner had suddenly struck against a hard stone, completely different from its previous softness like tofu—it could not penetrate at all!
"What’s going on?"
Zhang Qi instinctively sensed something was wrong but couldn't pinpoint the issue. Looking at the Ancient Sorcerer, he found that this seemingly soulless figure with closed eyes had actually opened them, emitting a light like that of the sun.
"This... this... how is this possible!"
Zhang Qi's face changed dramatically. The black mist condensed by Luo Tian seemed to be burned by an invisible fierce fire after the Ancient Sorcerer opened his eyes, instantly being "cut" apart: a completely clear "gully" appeared in the space opposite the Ancient Sorcerer's gaze where there was no black mist. If the black mist produced by the Thousand Soul Banner was compared to a piece of wax, then the Ancient Sorcerer's gaze was like a red-hot iron rod that had pierced through it.
"Hmph!"
After opening his eyes, the Ancient Sorcerer made this strange sound again. He moved his eyes slightly, and another gap appeared in the substantial black mist on the Thousand Soul Banner. He moved again, creating yet another gap.
The Ancient Sorcerer was cutting with delight, but Zhang Qi's face turned pale; if this continued, his Thousand Soul Banner would definitely be cut to pieces.
With determination, he pushed forward with the Thousand Soul Banner—at this moment still lodged against the Ancient Sorcerer's Yintang—Zhang Qi's intention was simple: even if he had to insert it forcefully, he wanted to kill the Ancient Sorcerer!
However, Zhang Qi soon realized that he could not push the Thousand Soul Banner in at all. As he exerted more force, it began to bend; if this continued, it would likely break!
"Looks like it's you who will die this time!"
The Ancient Sorcerer sneered coldly and disregarded the Thousand Soul Banner lodged in his forehead. Instead of retreating, he advanced towards Zhang Qi with determination.
The rod of the Thousand Soul Banner bent sharply into a heart-stopping arc and emitted a creaking sound as if it were about to snap!
Zhang Qi's face changed drastically; he could not let the Thousand Soul Banner break. He had no choice but to step back.
Step by step, every time the Ancient Sorcerer advanced slightly, Zhang Qi retreated. The room was already small; soon Zhang Qi found himself with nowhere to retreat as his back hit the wall!
The Ancient Sorcerer took another step forward. With no more room to back away, Zhang Qi felt the Thousand Soul Banner bend once more with another creaking sound, looking as if it would snap at any moment.
Zhang Qi's expression suddenly darkened. He knew that this situation could not continue, and with a firm bite of his teeth, he raised his hand to place the other end of the Thousand Soul Banner between his Yintang.
The atmosphere became eerie; a small flag stood between the Ancient Sorcerer and Zhang Qi, with both ends resting on their Yintang. The end belonging to the Ancient Sorcerer showed no trace of blood, but Zhang Qi's end seemed to pierce through a festering boil, violently inserting itself and releasing a large amount of foul blood.
As the foul blood increased, the wailing from the Thousand Soul Banner grew louder. The previously silent skull reappeared, rushing towards the foul blood flowing from Zhang Qi's Yintang, eagerly consuming it.
The distance between the two did not change, but the Thousand Soul Banner was slowly straightening.
"Thud thud thud!"
Feeling a tremendous force coming from the Thousand Soul Banner, the Ancient Sorcerer's face turned bright red and then pale again. He struggled to maintain his footing, stepping backward step by step. It was as if he "saw" the Thousand Soul Banner piercing into Zhang Qi's brain, followed by a surge of black energy flowing into the Thousand Soul Banner, like refueling a car that was about to run out of gas, restoring its power.
The Ancient Sorcerer understood that Zhang Qi was fighting for his life! By directly inserting the Thousand Soul Banner into his own brain, the black energy surging into it was his own life essence—he was burning his own life to fight against himself!
"Hehehe~~~ Let's see how you handle this!"
Zhang Qi laughed maniacally, just like the Ancient Sorcerer did before. He advanced step by step toward the Ancient Sorcerer!
The Ancient Sorcerer retreated; what could not penetrate before now felt like it had been equipped with a diamond drill, while his Skull felt as fragile as tofu, easily pierced.
The excruciating pain made this clear.
Thus, the Ancient Sorcerer had no choice but to retreat!
At this moment, the Ancient Sorcerer's situation mirrored Zhang Qi's earlier predicament as he stepped back until he was cornered against the wall, with nowhere left to retreat.
"Hahaha! Now you can't escape!"
Zhang Qi laughed triumphantly, his laughter echoing like an owl at night, as if it could pierce through eardrums.
Not to mention that the Thousand Soul Banner was a witchcraft item crafted by Zhang Qi; even ordinary objects would lead to certain death once inserted into the brain. The Ancient Sorcerer pressed his hands against the wall for support, struggling desperately. His eyes squinted inward as if trying to clamp down on the Thousand Soul Banner piercing through his Yintang.
However, it was evident that this approach was futile; the Thousand Soul Banner continued to inch deeper into his brain.
"Whoosh whoosh~~~~"
The Ancient Sorcerer's breathing became labored like an exhausted ox after plowing a field. His face flushed red again as blood began to flow from where the Thousand Soul Banner pierced him. But as soon as the blood flowed out, it was immediately absorbed by the Thousand Soul Banner—the skull on it began to compete for the Ancient Sorcerer's blood!
Blood was being drawn away in thin streams, and the Ancient Sorcerer felt as if a needle was extracting blood from his heart. This pain was difficult to describe in words, yet it was unbearable, like thousands of ants gnawing at his bones.
If it weren't for the training he had undergone in the military to endure pain, the Ancient Sorcerer would have likely cried out by now. Even so, sweat poured down his forehead in large drops, but it was all cold sweat, making him feel even colder. The color of his lips changed visibly, turning white and then purple!
"Damn it, isn't that the Four Divine Guardians? Why are they useless now?"
The Ancient Sorcerer cursed inwardly. After the Four Divine Beasts appeared and launched a fierce counterattack, he did not expect the situation to reverse again so quickly, with Zhang Qi launching another counteroffensive!
Luo Tian's abilities were undoubtedly remarkable, and so were the Four Divine Beasts. But why were they so easily defeated?
No matter how he thought about it, the Ancient Sorcerer couldn't understand; it just didn't make sense!
I recommend a friend's book: The Journey of a Small Character in the Starry Sky.
I, Jiang Chen, live alone on the desolate star C-218, a landfill of wreckage. My journey should be through the vast starry sky, but harsh reality has forced me to stay in this damned landfill as a caretaker. Even more pitifully, my only companion is my left hand.
When an outdated trope of celestial beings descended upon me—something that had been out of fashion for hundreds of years—and instead of a Bengal Tiger, I found a beautiful naked Alien Girl before me, my lower body made its choice before my brain could react.
At that moment, I had to admit that my life and worldview were completely refreshed; I finally embarked on that irreversible path...
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