The Human Emperor's Banner Reveals Divine Might

"Eating people too?"

Mo Tianxiao frowned the moment he overheard the conversation between several Demon Clan cultivators.

Compared to the Barbarian Dragon Clan, who merely treated humans as slaves, these fellows before them were far more abhorrent in their actions.

"Human cultivators, and a Black Nether Python too. This trip's totally worth it."

"Brothers, savor the moments ahead. After we finish our delicious meal, there's still important business waiting for us."

The lead Demon Clan cultivator called out to remind the others, and the three remaining demons flapped their wings gently, surrounding Mo Tianxiao's flying vessel.

"Human, you can't die here. If we both perish, who will pass the word out?"

Xuan Bingji dragged her heavy body to stand beside Mo Tianxiao, pressing one hand to his shoulder as she panted heavily. "Take these Extreme Wind Wings. My self-detonation should be able to hold them off for a short while, so you can seize the chance to escape."

"Once you make it into the black mist, you'll still have a sliver of a shot at surviving. If you make it out alive, you have to tell the Black Nether Python Clan that I was killed by the Demon Clan."

Mo Tianxiao turned to look at Xuan Bingji, whose face was flushed bright red and body temperature was spiking, clearly in a very wrong state. "You weren't saying that a second ago. Why the sudden change of heart?"

Didn't she just sound happy to have someone die alongside her? How did she flip her mind around in the blink of an eye? Women really are fickle.

"Shut up, you stupid human! I'm just making sure the Demon Clan doesn't get off easy, that's all."

"Don't think just because you're Liya's friend I'll look at you any differently. Weak little human, you're not even worthy of gazing at me. Remember, if you do escape, you have to get the word out and avenge me!"

Xuan Bingji glared at him with icy blue eyes, shooting a sharp, resentful glance at Mo Tianxiao.

Having a companion to die with did make her feel a little better inside, but then she thought: if both of them died here, who would avenge her?

Snap.

Mo Tianxiao calmly swatted Xuan Bingji's soft little hand away, his gaze fixed on the four Demon Clan cultivators. "If you want someone to avenge you, go do it yourself. I'm under no obligation to."

He flipped his palm over gently, and a black banner appeared in his grip.

"Get this straight. The only reason you need someone to avenge you is because you're too weak. I, a dignified nine-foot-tall human man, don't need anyone's help to deal with four measly foreigners."

"Guys, let's crank up the heat and show these outsiders a thing or two."

The second his words fell, the Human Emperor Banner burst forth with a terrifying, icy cold aura. Countless souls surged into the sky, sweeping toward the four Demon Clan cultivators in an overwhelming tide.

"Jie jie jie jie jie... Brothers, we've got work to do!"

"Ugly bunch of outsiders. Wonder what they taste like?"

"Two late-stage Dao Verification cultivators, boys. This target's a little tricky. Activate the Soul Sea tactic!"

The area was already wrapped in black mist, where one couldn't see very far even at the best of times. When the massive horde of souls emerged, they blocked off every last shred of remaining visibility.

"What on earth are these things?!"

"Watch out! Their attacks go straight for the soul! Defend with your law power!"

"Don't panic, everyone. These things are similar to residual Demon Grievance spirits. Aside from their terrifying numbers, their individual strength isn't all that great!"

The four Demon Clan cultivators were startled by the sudden turn of events, but they quickly composed themselves, saw through the true nature of the souls' attacks, and began to counter calmly.

"AAAHHH!! Get off me!"

"Protect your crotch! These things fight so dirty, they go straight for all the weak spots!"

"Damn it! How can a mere early-stage Dao Holder human have such tricks? You three hold them off, I'm going to take out that human first!"

One of the late-stage Dao Verification Demon Clan cultivators burst into eerie emerald green flames. Wicked Fall Law power coiled around him to form a full defensive shield, and he broke through the encirclement of souls, charging straight toward Mo Tianxiao.

Catch the thief first, catch the king. Even Demon Clan cultivators knew that basic tactic.

"Watch out! You're no match for him!"

Xuan Bingji had no idea what method Mo Tianxiao had deployed to trap three Dao Verification cultivators for the time being, but it was clear he couldn't finish them off quickly.

Seeing the late-stage Dao Verification demon charging at Mo Tianxiao, Xuan Bingji shouted a warning at the top of her lungs.

That was all she could do. Right now, she was being eroded by Wicked Fall Law, and her mind was burning with the urge to give in to her most primal instincts. If her powerful bloodline hadn't been fighting to hold it back, she would have lost all consciousness long ago.

She wanted to help Mo Tianxiao, but she couldn't move a muscle.

And even if she still had the strength to fight, she never believed that an early-stage Dao Holder and a peak Dao Holder could beat a late-stage Dao Verification cultivator. There was a massive, uncrossable chasm between those realms, one that no amount of natural talent or precious artifact could bridge.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Several streaks of sword light sliced through the void, merging into a grand sword formation. Countless sword beams filled the sky, blocking the attacking Demon Clan cultivator. The top-tier precious artifact-grade flying swords struck the demon's body, only to be deflected by the Wicked Fall Law coiled over his skin.

Worse, the flying swords themselves started to corrode the moment they came into contact with that Wicked Fall Law power.

Mo Tianxiao frowned. Even top-tier precious artifact flying swords couldn't stand up to a Dao Verification cultivator's law power?

Looks like you really need a supreme-grade precious artifact to fight against Dao Verification realm cultivators.

"Jie jie jie! You dare attack our boss? C'mon guys, mess him up!"

The moment the demon was blocked by the sword formation, swarms of souls flooded in, wrapping the Demon Clan cultivator completely.

No matter how strong the enemy was, there were only four of them. But the Human Emperor Banner held more than ten million souls. If Mo Tianxiao hadn't been holding back to avoid revealing too many of his tricks in front of Xuan Bingji, only unleashing half of his soul generals, those four demons would have already been crushed into submission by now.

"Damned human! You better pray we don't get our hands on you! If we do, we'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!"

Trapped in the sword formation and surrounded by a sea of souls, the late-stage Dao Verification demon glared at Mo Tianxiao, eyes blazing red. The killing intent rolling off him was so intense it could freeze anyone's blood.

A measly early-stage Dao Holder human, plus a half-dead Black Nether Python, two easy snacks, and they were still putting up a fight?

Thank the stars no other clansmen were here to see this, or he'd never live down the embarrassment.

"Human! How long do you think you can keep this up? We wield Wicked Fall Law power, these little things can't do a thing to us. How much more of your energy do you have left to control all these souls?"

From the demons' point of view, controlling such a massive horde of souls had to be draining enormous amounts of his spiritual energy. All they had to do was wait for Mo Tianxiao to run out of power, and their counterattack could begin.

But they would never know that the Human Emperor Banner's greatest secret was that it didn't consume any of its wielder's power at all. If the souls ran low on energy, they only had to retreat back into the Human Emperor Banner to rest for a bit, or even self-destruct, and they'd respawn back at full strength right away.

Hearing the enemy so generously share their wrong guesses, Mo Tianxiao stroked his chin. "Wicked Fall Law? You mean that weird green fire you've got all over you?"

Mo Tianxiao flicked his wrist gently, and the eerie emerald green flames wrapped around the demon trapped in the sword formation vanished in an instant. The next second, that same fire appeared right in Mo Tianxiao's own palm.

"AAAHHH!! Impossible! Impossible! Where did my power go?!"

With his law protection stripped away, the sharp sword formation paired with the souls' soul-targeting attacks unleashed a brutal, two-pronged assault on the demon.

It did not take long before the demonic clansman's soul at the late stage of the Dao Enlightenment Realm was torn to tatters. His soul-piercing, agonized wails cut straight to the core of one's being, and even Xuan Bingji, whose own consciousness was already fading by his side, broke out in a cold sweat of terror.