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Chu Yingxiong looked at Jiang Han with a bloodthirsty gaze.
At this moment, he was essentially one with Bull Demon, and he could clearly sense that the emotional state of the Bull Demon phantom was off.
"Is it that piece of Red Cloth that's the problem?"
"No, that's clearly just an ordinary Red Cloth."
"But damn it! Why does that piece of Red Cloth have such a strong attraction for that divine demon, and within that Divine Demons roar, there are countless feelings of helplessness!"
"What on earth is going on!"
Watching the Divine Demons phantom being toyed with by Jiang Han using a piece of Red Cloth, a serious look flashed across Chu Yingxiong's face, and a black flag appeared in his hand.
Initially, it was only the size of a silver needle, but as he continuously infused it with internal energy, it grew like a sail in the wind, eventually transforming into a flag towering over two people. The flagpole resembled a long spear, and the flag surface was engraved with various runes. The material did not appear to be gold or iron; instead, it looked like it was made from some unknown beast's hide.
On it were depicted various evil gods and demons, vividly portrayed and appearing quite sinister!
"Underworld Black Death Flag!"
Su Deming changed color dramatically and exclaimed!
Unexpectedly, the Western Chu Royal Family’s Ancestor had allowed the Mountain King to bring this item along.
The Underworld Black Death Flag was a treasured item seized from the Southern Border Poison Immortal Sect during the peak of Western Chu.
It is rumored that the Underworld Black Death Flag was originally a secretive Fierce Weapon of the Southern Border Poison Immortal Sect, crafted from beast bones soaked in the blood of countless powerful beings.
The flag itself was made from materials such as the skin and feathers of ancient species like the Seven-Colored Devouring Sky Python, five-colored deer, and Nine Nether Sparrow, layered with human skin from a Martial Arts Deity. Finally, it was inscribed with numerous images of evil gods and demons by the high priest of the Poison Immortal Sect after being soaked in precious materials for endless years, resulting in this incredibly sinister and terrifying Fierce Weapon, the Underworld Black Death Flag!
Back then, the Poison Immortal Sect nearly slaughtered all of Southern Border to forge this Fierce Weapon, provoking righteous forces across the world to hunt them down!
Unexpectedly, this Fierce Weapon not only survived that great battle but was also acquired by the Western Chu Royal Family, preserved until now.
Clearly, at this moment, Chu Yingxiong had been pushed to a point of no retreat by Jiang Han, otherwise he would not have chosen to bring out this Underworld Black Death Flag.
"Good treasure!"
As soon as Chu Yingxiong took out this Fierce Weapon, Jiang Han couldn't help but have his pupils contract in genuine admiration! Although this banner did not look like a weapon typically used by the righteous, its power was undoubtedly formidable.
He speculated that this Fierce Weapon, even without being refined and without anyone to preside over it, possessed the strength to annihilate a Martial Arts Grandmaster! What kind of Divine Weapon was this!
"Pfft!"
To activate this Fierce Weapon, Chu Yingxiong did not hesitate to choose blood sacrifice.
"Your Highness!" Su Mingde's heart trembled. Chu Yingxiong was the Uncle of the Emperor from the Western Chu Emperor's time, and the Western Chu Emperor was his master. If something went wrong with this Mountain King, he feared he would also be implicated!
Who didn't know that in recent years, the Western Chu Royal Family had seen a decline in talent? It was not easy to have produced a Mountain King; if the Mountain King were to fall, the strength of the Western Chu Royal Family would inevitably decline again. Would the days of warlords vying for power and flames of conflict be far off?
The more he thought about it, the more fearful he became. Su Mingde's frail old body couldn't help but tremble. His life was destined to be tied to the Western Chu Royal Family; if Western Chu were gone, did he have any choice other than to accompany the Western Chu Emperor in death?
"I'll hold him off; you all hurry and help the others!" Chu Yingxiong shouted angrily.
Su Mingde turned around and followed Chu Yingxiong's gaze, discovering that their side's situation was indeed grim. Lin Zongyue and the Western Liang Grand Commander were already completely suppressed by Baghdad Zen Master!
Every move made by the Baghdad Zen Master left the two of them exhausted. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he found an opportunity to eliminate them one by one.
Although Yin Tianzheng managed to block one Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was still being suppressed. Unless something unexpected happened, once Yin Tianzheng's trump cards were used up, it would be his turn to face execution.
After a brief consideration, Su Mingde chose to join the assault on the Baghdad Zen Master. His speed advantage could provide some distraction and pressure on the Baghdad Zen Master.
Jiang Han was very confident in the Baghdad Zen Master. Even when surrounded by three Martial Arts Grandmasters of the same rank, he believed defeat would not come quickly.
"Mountain King, are you really going to wave that flag? I advise you to think carefully!" Jiang Han said, his gaze flickering.
He suspected that Chu Yingxiong was nearing his limit. Given his current poor physical condition and the forced use of that flag, it was uncertain whether he could survive this battle.
Chu Yingxiong's complexion was pale, devoid of any color. His white hair fluttered in the wind; despite being in his prime, his body appeared as fragile as a flickering candle about to extinguish. He let out a hoarse laugh.
"Everyone must die eventually. I, Chu Yingxiong, was born a son of the Western Chu royal family and fight for the glory of the Western Chu Royal Family. Even if I die on the battlefield, it will be a worthy death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the great flag waved, and suddenly a fierce wind howled, accompanied by the wails of evil spirits.
In Chu Yingxiong's eyes, there was no longer any light; they were filled with shades of black and white desolation.
With the waving of the great flag, an endless darkness enveloped the sky. The sun was obscured, leaving only countless evil spirits continuously lamenting!
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