Chapter 393 Six Soul Banner

The pain just now was too real, and Yang Jian couldn't calm down for a while.

At this moment, the deep and dry well in front of him leading to Fengdu seemed to exude endless malice, waiting for Yang Jian to step into it.

He felt a chill in his heart. Could it be that the two saints from the West had set a trap in the underworld, waiting for him to step into it?

The Tai Chi diagram can calculate all the mysteries of heaven, and the warning sign just now could not have been a joke played by the Tai Chi diagram on him.

Yang Jian carried the Tai Chi diagram through Yuxu Palace, Mount Xumi, and Huoyun Cave, all of which were dangerous places, but he had never received such a warning.

Yuanshi Tianzun of Yuxu Palace would not really want to kill him, and the strongest Taoist Master Ran Deng in Mount Xumi was only a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and could not break through the Tai Chi diagram.

The Three Saints of Huoyun Cave are just false saints. Yang Jian has the Tai Chi diagram, Pangu Banner and Vajra Cutter on him, which are enough to hold on until Nuwa and Tongtian come to help.

Only in the underworld, when Yang Jian wanted to enter, a warning sign came from the Tai Chi diagram.

For a moment, Yang Jian was in a dilemma.

The underworld must be brought under the control of the List of Gods, otherwise the Heaven will be in name only.

But the murderous intent in it made Yang Jian extremely fearful.

After taking a last look at the deep dry well, Yang Jian rose into the sky.

He decided to take a long-term view and seek some help. The many heavenly soldiers and generals in heaven could also be used.

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Jin'ao Island.

A beam of light quickly fell into the island, revealing Yang Jian's figure.

Jin'ao Island at this time was quieter than before, because Taoist Duobao had transferred half of his disciples to join the Western Buddhist sect and successfully took over the sect.

There are many disciples coming and going, but few stopping.

Yang Jian seldom appeared on Jin'ao Island, so these disciples could not recognize him.

He paused for a while, then flew towards the Zhaixing Tower and arrived in front of the Jinling Cave Heaven.

Just as he was about to knock on the restriction of the cave, the restriction dissipated on its own.

Yang Jian realized that the Golden Spirit Mother had sensed his arrival.

He entered and came to the place where the Golden Spirit Mother practiced. Before he could speak, the voice of the Golden Spirit Mother sounded first.

"My dear disciple, didn't you say you would come back to Jin'ao Island after you had taken control of the underworld? How come you came so quickly? The disciples returning from Nanzhanbuzhou are still on the way. It will take more than a month to reach Jin'ao Island."

The Golden Spirit Mother remained as graceful as ever, looking at Yang Jian with curiosity.

Yang Jian bowed and said, "I came here for the matter of the underworld. When I wanted to enter Fengdu, I suddenly felt a warning sign in my heart. I was worried that the two saints from the West had set a trap in the underworld, waiting for me to break into it. In order to be safe, I came to Jin'ao Island to find some help to deal with the dangers."

"It seems that those two old ass-selling guys still refuse to give up."

The Golden Spirit Mother frowned slightly, her expression stern: "My dear disciple, please be at ease. Let the Master report to the leader first and let the leader make the decision."

Yang Jian and the Golden Spirit Mother went to the Biyou Palace together.

The atmosphere in Biyou Palace was cool and quiet. The Qingping Sword was spinning in the sky above the hall, emitting wisps of clear air.

Master Tongtian noticed someone coming, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "You two, master and disciple, have come together, it must be no good, tell me what's going on."

Yang Jian looked towards the Golden Spirit Mother.

The Golden Spirit Mother nodded and signaled Yang Jian to report it himself.

Yang Jian then informed him of his speculation that the two Western saints might have set a trap in the underworld.

Tongtian Patriarch did not question Yang Jian's guess.

He already knew that Yang Jian was protected by the Tai Chi diagram. With the power of the Tai Chi diagram, it was not difficult to protect Yang Jian and avoid danger.

The reason why he knew that Yang Jian had the Tai Chi diagram on his body was that Yuanshi Tianzun informed him not long ago.

Tongtian Patriarch frowned slightly, and was a little undecided for a moment: "Since Houtu's reincarnation, it is not appropriate for saints like us to set foot in the underworld, so as not to arouse Houtu's suspicion and start a war. The two saints from the West were able to plot against you in the underworld, which must be related to the Eighteen Hells established by their disciple Dizang. It was Dizang who gave the two saints from the West the opportunity to set foot in the underworld, but they dare not show up in a big way. If they show the slightest trace, Houtu will definitely not allow them to operate in the underworld."

Yang Jian explained, "My disciple saw the death of the great god Hou Tu and the control of reincarnation by the two saints from the west." Upon hearing this, Tong Tian's eyes narrowed instantly, "Really?"

Yang Jian nodded.

Tongtian Sect Master’s expression instantly darkened.

"Boom~"

The rumbling thunder penetrated the Biyou Palace and echoed in the hall.

In an instant, heavy rain came pouring down, and the outside of the Biyou Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of water curtain.

This is the ability of a sage. The changes in his mind and spirit will inadvertently affect the celestial phenomena.

If he is happy, the sky will be clear and sunny; if he is angry, there will be thunder in the sky.

Seeing Tongtian Jiaozhu's reaction, Yang Jian suddenly thought of something.

In the warning image sent by the Tai Chi diagram earlier, all of Yang Jian’s magic weapons were damaged, except for the List of Gods.

The meaning is self-evident.

A huge amount of spiritual power and magic power have been accumulated in the Conferred Gods. Yang Jian thought that if he absorbed the magic power in the Conferred Gods, plus the avenue of the innate demon god that was previously sealed in it,

His fighting power should be able to reach the quasi-saint realm. Coupled with magic weapons such as the Vajra Cutter, Pangu Banner, and Tai Chi Diagram, it will not be difficult for him to deal with the Two Saints of the West.

But the result was a tragic death, and even Hou Tu was taken away from the reincarnation path and died in the underworld.

In this great battle, there was no trace of Tongtian, Nuwa, and Yuanshi.

There is only one possibility, that is, someone has used great power to seal off the underworld and quickly kill Hou Tu.

In the ancient times, there was only one person who could do this.

Yang Jian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but felt nothing. Then he remembered that he was already a Golden Immortal and his body had already become extraordinary and rare in the world, so there was no way he would sweat.

It was his speculation that caused him to lose his concentration and develop hallucinations.

"What's wrong with my disciple?"

The Golden Spirit Mother noticed that Yang Jian looked strange and asked with concern.

The Master Tongtian on the stage also looked over.

Yang Jian spoke with difficulty, and the sound he made was like the vibration of dry bark: "Hongjun's integration with the Dao will be completed."

"good."

Tongtian Patriarch confirmed Yang Jian's guess: "If the warning signs Yang Jian felt are true, Hou Tu's body is lying in the underworld, and the reincarnation road has changed hands, there is only one possibility, Hongjun has entered the final stage of the unity of heaven, as long as he controls the reincarnation road to control the underworld, the entire prehistoric world will be in Hongjun's pocket, and the survival of hundreds of millions of lives depends on Hongjun's thoughts."

The Golden Spirit Mother looked miserable: "What should I do then?"

"Don't worry, Yang Jian can sense this warning sign. When Yang Jian decides to return to Jin'ao Island, the original warning sign will no longer occur."

Master Tongtian comforted him, and then he took out a long black banner: "This is the Six Soul Banner, which I accidentally obtained before I became a Taoist. Its power is infinite, no less than the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and it can re-refine the earth, fire, water, and wind, and change the world."

As he spoke, he handed the Six Soul Banner to Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian held the long banner, he felt a chill all over his body, as if he was trapped in eternal ice, and was shrouded in endless death.

Yang Jian looked at the ultimate trump card of Master Tongtian that only existed in rumors, and found that there were six flag tails gently fluttering under the Six Soul Banner, with words on them, which were: Taiqing Tiandao Taishang Laojun, Qingxuan Zuqi Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun Miaowushang Divine Emperor, Taishang Xuanhuang Gaosheng Yuanqi Cheng Lingbao Tianzun Shangqing Miaoyoushang Divine Emperor Yuchen Dadaojun, Zhisheng Wahuang, Namo Amitabha Jieying Tathagata, and Cundi Buddha Mother.

"After offering sacrifices to billions of souls, this banner will waver, the six saints will all die, the way of heaven will return to silence, and the great world can be re-established."

Master Tongtian spoke indifferently, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

He looked at Yang Jian and said, "I am handing this banner to you because you are in charge of the List of Conferred Gods. There are enough living souls in it to sacrifice the Six Soul Banner. If Hongjun dares to make a move in the underworld, you can trigger it. No matter what, the prehistoric world cannot fall into Hongjun's hands."

　I only updated one post today, but I deleted it because I felt it was inappropriate. In the end, there are only 2000 words left.

　　I'll make up for it on the weekend, and now I owe 3000 words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)