It's your turn to perform.

Countless golden chains shot out from the Human Emperor Banner like venomous snakes striking from their holes, instantly and tightly entangling the old man's nearly transparent phantom.

The chains were laced with the power of chaos. The moment they touched the old man's Ascension Realm origin essence, a sizzling burning sound echoed out.

No matter how the old man pushed his Dao laws to struggle, he couldn't break free in the slightest. Instead, the chains tightened further, and his origin aura rapidly drained away.

"No! Release me!"

The old man let out a shrill roar. His remaining Dao laws erupted madly in an attempt to shatter the chains!

But those chains were like maggots attached to the bone. As soon as his erupting power of Dao laws surged out, it was entirely devoured by the chaotic power on the chains, failing to stir up even the slightest ripple.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing this, Su Yao could no longer care about her fear. Frantically pushing the spiritual energy around her, she was about to rush forward and sever the chains.

"Release my Ancestor! Huang Haotian, if you dare to touch a single breath of the Ancestor, my Wutong Holy Land will fight you to the bitter end!"

Mo Chen and Xuan Feng also exhausted their last ounce of strength, summoning their remaining natal magical treasures to viciously slash at the chains, roaring:

"Stop, you brat! If you dare to harm the Ancestor's origin, we will definitely destroy your body and soul!"

But halfway through their charge, Ye Chuan merely raised his hand casually, and a pitch-black chaotic barrier instantly materialized before them.

The magical treasures crashed into the barrier and were instantly swallowed without a trace. The three of them were also violently blasted away by a terrifying rebound force, crashing heavily to the ground. They spat out large mouthfuls of blood, unable to even crawl back up.

"Hehehehe..."

Ye Chuan let out a low, eerie laugh. The black chaotic mist surged around him, exuding an unbridled villainous aura.

He looked up at the old man securely bound by the chains, his tone full of mockery. "Old thing, weren't you acting pretty arrogant just now? Didn't you want to destroy my body and soul? Why can't you even break free from my chains now?"

"Keep screaming, old thing. Even if you scream your throat hoarse, no one can save you."

"Hehehehehehe."

"You brat! How dare you!" The old man was so enraged that his phantom form trembled wildly. His golden Dao laws flickered madly, yet he didn't have a single ounce of strength to resist.

"If you dare to devour my origin, my true body will never let you off! I will grind your bones to dust and ensure you never reincarnate!"

"True body?" Ye Chuan sneered. He tapped his fingertip toward the Human Emperor Banner once again. The chains instantly tightened, dragging the old man's phantom closer and closer to the banner.

"We'll talk when your true body finds its way here. For now, this remnant soul of yours should just obediently become nourishment for my Human Emperor Banner!"

"No—!!!"

The old man let out one last desperate roar as his entire phantom was violently yanked into the Human Emperor Banner by the chains.

The golden surface of the banner instantly erupted with an extremely blinding golden light!

[Absorbed Ascension Realm remnant soul. Magical treasure amplifies host's total attributes by +999%!]

[New ability unlocked: Within the Human Emperor Banner's domain, all units with a cultivation level lower than the primary soul will have their total attributes reduced by 50%.]

The moment the system notification sounded, the aura around Ye Chuan skyrocketed like an erupting volcano!

Pitch-black chaotic power shot into the sky, tearing straight through the firmament. The worldly spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles was completely drawn in by him, forming a massive spiritual energy vortex around his body.

He merely stood there casually, yet the rules of the entire world submitted to him. Even the Ascension Realm coercion left behind by the old man was thoroughly crushed into nothingness.

The entire scene fell dead silent.

Everyone froze in place, their minds completely blank, forgetting even to breathe.

Bai Qianshuang stood at the mountain gate of the Yuxu Sect, her beautiful eyes filled with extreme disbelief.

She knew Ye Chuan was strong, but that was the remnant soul of an Ascension Realm expert!

The absolute peak existence of the Profound Sky Continent! Yet it had been forcefully devoured by Ye Chuan!

Ji Lingxuan stood on the flying ship, gasping for air. Her entire body was trembling slightly—not out of fear, but from ultimate shock.

Previously, she only felt that Ye Chuan had limitless potential, but she never imagined that the current Ye Chuan could already devour the remnant soul of an Ascension Realm expert!

With a Mahayana Realm cultivation base, he forcibly withstood an Ascension Realm attack and devoured an Ascension Realm origin. This could no longer be described as heaven-defying; it fundamentally subverted the common sense of cultivation in the entire Profound Sky Continent!

Fortunately, fortunately she had stood on Ye Chuan's side from the very beginning. Fortunately, she had bet correctly.

Ji Lingxuan looked at the figure surrounded by chaotic power in midair, leaving only relief in her heart. By following such a person, the Taichu Holy Land would definitely be able to rise above all other holy lands in the future!

Meanwhile, the mental state of the Wutong Holy Land disciples had completely collapsed. Some were paralyzed on the ground, shivering, while others simply fainted from fright, forgetting even to cry out.

Even the Ancestor's remnant soul had been devoured. What qualifications did they have left to resist?

In front of such a monster, they couldn't even be considered ants.

Were they supposed to wait for the Ancestor's true body to come out of seclusion?

Ye Chuan slowly restrained his surging aura. The Human Emperor Banner turned into a streak of flowing light and flew back into his hand. The patterns on the banner's surface had become incredibly lifelike; with a gentle wave, it could stir the rules of the world.

He raised his eyes and swept his gaze over Mo Chen and Xuan Feng, who were paralyzed on the ground. There was not the slightest bit of warmth in his eyes.

"No... don't kill me! Senior Huang! I was wrong! I will never dare to oppose you again!"

Xuan Feng instantly reacted, scrambling to his knees and kowtowing madly until his forehead bled.

"I beg you to spare my miserable life! I am willing to work like a horse and toil like an ox for you! I beg you!"

Xuan Feng himself possessed a magical treasure similar to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, so he naturally knew what fate awaited those absorbed into it.

Never to enter the cycle of reincarnation for all eternity!

Mo Chen was trembling unrecognizably, not daring to utter a single harsh word, left with nothing but extreme terror.

Ye Chuan sneered, too lazy to even say any unnecessary words.

He raised his hand.

Boom—!

With two muffled bangs, Mo Chen and Xuan Feng's bodies instantly exploded, turning into a sky full of blood mist. Before their souls could even scatter, they were instantly sucked in by the Human Emperor Banner, leaving not a single trace behind.

[Absorbed Tribulation Realm soul. Magical treasure amplifies attributes by +80%]

[Absorbed Tribulation Realm soul. Magical treasure amplifies attributes by +30%]

Immediately after, Ye Chuan gently curled his fingertip. The sky full of black chaotic mist swept out, surging toward those terrified disciples of the Wutong Holy Land.

Screams echoed one after another, but they only lasted for a brief moment before vanishing completely.

In just the blink of an eye, the hundred Mahayana realm experts and thousands of core disciples brought by the Wutong Holy Land had their bodies and souls entirely extinguished. Only a ground littered with storage rings and magical treasures remained; not a single intact corpse was left behind.

All of their souls were completely absorbed by Ye Chuan, transforming into attribute amplifications.

On the entire battlefield, only Ye Chuan remained, along with Su Yao, who was paralyzed on the ground with a face ashen like death.

Ye Chuan teleported in front of her, looking down at her from above, a playful smirk curling on the corner of his mouth.

Su Yao's entire body was stiff. She looked up at the man before her, her phoenix eyes filled with humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and a trace of undisguisable fear.

She was the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land, the youngest Tribulation Realm expert on the Profound Sky Continent. Born to be high and mighty, revered by countless people, when had she ever fallen into such a state?

The sect's elites had all been slaughtered, the Tribulation Realm elder was dead, and even the remnant soul of the Ancestor had been devoured. And she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely devoid of the strength to even resist.

"What's the matter? Not so arrogant anymore?" Ye Chuan crouched down and reached out to lift her chin, his tone brimming with mockery.

"Didn't you say earlier that you were going to obliterate my soul and ensure I never reincarnate? Why so quiet now?"

Su Yao jerked her head away. She gritted her teeth, her eyes rimmed red, but she stubbornly held back her tears. Her voice trembled with extreme humiliation and frustration:

"Huang Haotian! Just kill me! As the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land, I would rather die than suffer your insults!"

"Kill you?" Ye Chuan chuckled. "What a waste that would be. We made a bet earlier: if you couldn't kill me, you'd stay behind to be my bed-warming maid."

"It's time for your performance."