Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 938 - 470: Refining the Human Emperor Banner, Human Dao Sacred Artifact (2)

Daoist Soul Devourer boosted the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's might to this level; it's hard to fathom the sheer number of lives he must have claimed.

"Should I gain full command over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, one individual might turn into a whole force."

Jiang Fan stroked his chin thoughtfully.

He understood the terrifying strengths of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner; this mystic item commands hordes of malevolent ghosts and resentful souls. The greater the number of wicked spirits under control, the stronger the Ten Thousand Souls Banner grows.

Over ten thousand wicked spirits match over ten thousand cultivators in power.

Simultaneously, they launch soul strikes that frequently erase foes completely.

Even the foes' multiple layers of protection can't hold up against such assaults.

"When souls are required, what could offer better quality than those from demons?"

"Maybe I can hunt down plenty of demons and trap their souls inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

"After succeeding, I could bind the souls of these celestial demons and demons to serve me."

A chill flickered in Jiang Fan's gaze.

He realized facing the impending Void Realm disaster by himself posed a tremendous hurdle.

More ways had to be discovered to combat the world-ending disaster.

And taming the Demon Dao relic known as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner stood as one key approach.

Naturally, this endeavor might prove far from straightforward.

As demonic cultivators, wouldn't they recognize the superior essence of demon and celestial demon souls? Should they manage to subjugate those souls, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's potency would surely skyrocket.

Regrettably, they find it utterly impossible.

For the Ten Thousand Souls Banner carries yet another trait: its extreme resistance to mastery.

The souls trapped inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner number in the thousands and harbor deep grudges along with some independence. Without substantial power and soul force from the wielder, backlash from the wicked spirits within comes all too easily.

Plenty of wielders of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner have suffered gruesome fates.

Thus, even aware of the Banner's immense strength, numerous demonic cultivators hesitate to risk refining it lightly.

After all, if such a mystic treasure slips from control and causes the user's downfall instead, attempting to refine it becomes pointless and merely invites doom.

If regular souls already prove so daunting, imagine those of demons and celestial demons? Their rebellions would surely hit even harder, far exceeding what ordinary demonic cultivators can handle.

Should control falter, those celestial demons would burst forth, consuming the wielder's soul down to nothing.

In due course, no demonic cultivator dared to rashly consider using celestial demons.

"What those demonic cultivators failed to accomplish, I may well succeed at."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes.

Thanks to his vast reserves of Luck Points, he could harness fortune's force to thoroughly tame and dominate the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Moreover, he possessed an Immortal Realm Spirit Talisman called the Heaven-Transforming Staff Talisman.

This talisman turns sentient beings, so it can naturally redeem demons and even celestial demons.

Upon successful redemption, it might no longer be the Ten Thousand Souls Banner but instead the Human Emperor Banner.

"Time to attempt it. If it fails, I'll just shatter this demonic relic."

With that in mind, Jiang Fan promptly retrieved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Boom~~

Right as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner materialized, thick black fumes billowed from it. Innumerable wicked spirits surfaced from its core, resembling a horde of bones, brimming with boundless grudge and viciousness.

"You little imp, release us, set us free right now."

"A puny Divinity Transformation Cultivator thinks he can tame the Ten Thousand Souls Banner? Pure madness."

"Slay him, end this brat, and we'll finally break loose."

Suddenly, a chorus of wicked spirits bellowed. They realized the former soul-devouring demon had perished, leaving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner without its prior owner and thus unguarded.

For them, this marked their sole shot at breaking free.

They also detected the potent soul presence radiating from Jiang Fan, stirring excitement in each one. For wicked spirits, a grand soul represents the finest feast.

Devouring this human cultivator would propel their cultivation forward dramatically.

"Such racket."

Jiang Fan gazed steadily at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

He swiftly expended a huge chunk of Luck Points, as a profound and enigmatic force surged straight into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's depths, with golden radiance wrapping around the whole thing.

One million, three million, five million, ten million Luck Points...

An enormous influx of Luck Points flooded the Ten Thousand Souls Banner without restraint, enabling him to seize instant command of this Demon Dao relic.

Meanwhile, rays of golden light cascaded down, resembling the Radiance of Virtue, packed with boundless might that particularly subdues wicked spirits.

Chizzz~~Chizzz~~

The sweeping golden light struck these wicked spirits, melting them like snow under the sun's glare, while they unleashed shrill shrieks as though enduring agonizing torment.

The grudge, evil qi, loathing, and spite clinging to them appeared to diminish by endless degrees right then.

"It burns, it burns so much."

"Mercy, have mercy, we'll never defy again."

"Cease, you damned human, halt at once."

A multitude of wicked spirits wailed in despair, sensing this Divinity Transformation Cultivator outdid even the Soul Devourer demon in terror, wielding a force that crushed them utterly and left them helpless.

Within moments, they felt the Ten Thousand Souls Banner fall under this human cultivator's refinement.

The pace of that refinement was downright astonishing.

It bypassed any need for their approval, simply claiming dominance over this mystic treasure.

"Redemption."

Though Jiang Fan had refined the Ten Thousand Souls Banner already, he pressed on, since mere refinement was just the start; the crucial element lay in these wicked spirits.

True command of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's full might required their total redemption.

Heaven-Transforming Staff Talisman!

In a flash, Jiang Fan activated this Life Talisman.

Boom~~

At once, triggered by the Heaven-Transforming Staff Talisman, a majestic Buddha's illusion arose, his form rising like a peak, every bit of flesh gleaming with a lustrous glow, as though crafted from myriad stars.

The Buddha cradled an unseen pure realm in his left palm, while clenching the staff firmly in his right, radiating an awe-inspiring presence that quelled all wickedness—the staff's shaft coiled with vivid golden dragons, their scales sparkling amid the golden glow, and its tip held a multicolored gem pulsing with dense Buddha aura, each pulse sending faint ripples through the nearby void.

Buzz~~

As the Buddha's eyes gradually parted, endless golden rays erupted around him, slicing the thick gloom like keen edges. Everywhere the rays touched, the dark haze dissolved promptly into wisps of pale mist drifting upward.

Even more wondrous, those golden rays didn't fade upon impact but took root like planted seeds, blooming into arrays of golden lotuses amid the emptiness, their blooms mirroring the motifs on the Buddha's garments.

Right then, myriad swastika symbols gushed from the lotus hearts, some drifting softly like butterfly flaps, others darting like shooting stars. These symbols weren't mere marks but pulsed with the lively essence of Buddha, each one murmuring timeless sutras in a gentle hum.

When the initial swastika symbol met a ferocious wicked spirit lunging wildly, an odd sight emerged. That spirit had been howling fiercely, its talons oozing foul gore, yet as the symbol pierced its form, it halted abruptly, its throat's bellow cutting off.

Its dark-blue hide lightened noticeably, its jagged teeth easing back into its mouth, and its crimson eyes slowly regained clarity.

It gaped at its own limbs in confusion, as if forgetting these bloodied talons of old, and soon its limbs lifted on their own, forming a clumsy prayer pose before its chest.

This miraculous force spread rapidly.

Before long, hordes of wicked spirits inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner underwent redemption.

The once howling and furious throng of wicked spirits had utterly transformed.

They reined in their savage qi, settled into meditative poses, their dark-blue hides emitting a soft golden sheen, and their grotesque features softened to serene expressions like a babe's. As they pressed palms together once more, illusory robes akin to the Buddha's draped over them, with golden Buddha rays flowing from their forms, harmonizing with the Buddha aura filling the space.

Now, they bore no likeness to wicked spirits, but like a band of fledgling monks revering the Buddha, their gazes alight with fresh Buddha nature, as though renewed and awakened.

"It worked."

Witnessing this, Jiang Fan felt he had seized total control of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The wicked spirits inside yielded to his redemption without resistance, becoming devoted attendants clad in robes.

Waves of faith energy flowed from them, utterly pious.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, once spewing ominous black fumes, now radiated golden rays, turning profoundly holy.

It had evolved into a Human Dao Sacred Artifact.

No longer the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it was the Human Emperor Banner.