Du Bufan’s hands moved in unpredictable patterns, his fingertips weaving soul energy like agile silver snakes, entangling with the threads of soul energy released by Old Su. These threads, resembling resilient celestial silk, shimmered with an eerie light. Within that light resided the power of mysterious runes, each strand seemingly possessed of life, resonating in harmony with the Soul-Suppressing Banners. They quickly wove together into a vast, intricate net, closing in on the Evil Spirit. Wherever it passed, the air was compressed until it shrieked, as if playing a dirge for the monster. Enveloped by this net of soul power, the Evil Spirit’s room to maneuver was constantly compressed, causing the surrounding space to warp and distort in a bizarre visual display.
"No need to intervene," Du Bufan said, the corners of his mouth curling into a confident, domineering smile. It was like sunlight piercing through gloom at dawn, yet it carried a chilling majesty. "If four Soul-Suppressing Banners can't deal with this wretch, then we shall simply bring out four more!" Before the words even faded, the soul energy within him surged like a rushing river, as if a sleeping dragon had awakened. Above his head, light flared, revealing faint, ancient, and mysterious array patterns. As the soul energy condensed, four more Soul-Suppressing Banners materialized. The moment these new banners appeared, they radiated a soul-shaking pressure. The runes upon them resembled the eyes of ancient de…
Chapter 54