Number nine moved his hands, causing the distant blood-red plateau to shake. Rumbling sounds could be heard, and all the fog was dispersed.
He took out a palm-sized, black, tattered flag from somewhere. The sight of it sent chills down people’s spines, and even soul light was about to be absorbed into it.
He suddenly threw it out, and the small black flag began to rapidly enlarge in mid-air. It quickly rose to the sky, and crashed into the depths of the blood-red plateau.
The scene was terrifying. The large flag was fluttering and it was emitting monstrous energy. There were thousands of mushroom clouds and boundless terrifying murderous aura was surging. It was as if the sky was about to collapse!
The large flag that towered into the clouds was stuck there. The surface of the flag was tattered and stained with blood. It hadn’t dried up yet.
Even though it was far away, the terrifying killing intent emitted from the broken flag was still unbearable to Chu Feng.
