Ye Luo reversed his grip on the icy flagpole and gave it a fierce swing!
The banner unfurled, flapping violently! In an instant, the battlefield was filled with a furious wind, and the wailing cries of countless wronged souls pierced the skies, chilling to the bone! On that dark banner, countless twisted and pained ghostly faces gathered, rushing out in frenzy, transforming into huge, ferocious black skeletons, blotting out the sky as they pounced on the three!
Magic Treasure—Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
"Ye Luo, you old scoundrel!" Qin Chuan saw this and instead of being frightened, he laughed, "As expected, indulging in these wicked and depraved ways! You've even crafted such a malevolent item as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner! Today, let me show you the true orthodoxy of the Netherworld!"
He reached into his robe and suddenly pulled out a large seal, throwing it into the air!
