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The Ten Thousand Souls Banner: Crafted over forty-nine days, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner holds intense yin energy. Its owner can see spirits through its aura and can imprison the souls of the living within the banner.
Reading the description, Chen Xuan's eyes gleamed with excitement. This item was tailor-made for revenge!
He summoned the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and in an instant, a smoky black flag appeared in the room, filling it with a chilling presence that made one's skin crawl.
Chen Xuan was very pleased. After playing around with it, he put it away.
The next morning, Chen Xuan set off for Qingyang Town.
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Qingyang Town
In the Lin Family's main hall, Lin Mang hurriedly approached Lin Zhentian. "Father, something terrible has happened!"
"Stop being so rash!" Lin Zhentian scolded.
Lin Mang quickly explained, "I just noticed Lin Qingtan from the Third Household is missing!"
"So?"
"I think... maybe Lin Xiao and his family ran off!"
"Do you think your third brother is like you?" Lin Zhentian gave him a scathing look.
But suddenly, he tensed up, sensing something ominous.
"Not good! He's back!" he muttered, fear gripping him.
"Who?" Lin Mang hadn't caught on yet.
The next second, a ripple of energy appeared in the center of the hall, and a figure materialized.
Upon seeing him, Lin Mang's legs went weak.
He's here—this demon is back!
The Lin Family is doomed.
Lin Zhentian, forcing himself forward, greeted Chen Xuan with a strained smile. "It's not time yet for the Lin Clan Tournament, young friend."
The term "young friend" made Chen Xuan frown.
With a wave of his hand, an immense wave of energy sent Lin Zhentian crashing against the door, where he spat blood.
Paralyzed with fear, Lin Mang was frozen, not daring to move.
Then, Chen Xuan's voice commanded, "You—go gather all the young women of your family."
"Ah?" Lin Mang hesitated, but a sudden burst of energy threw him to the ground.
"I'll do it!" he stammered.
"Mind your language!" Chen Xuan slapped him, the force powerful enough to knock out teeth.
Lin Mang, humiliated and terrified, quickly ran off to summon the Lin family's young women.
Soon, a girl in red, about eighteen or nineteen, led a group of girls to the hall.
She had an air of confidence, her brown ponytail swinging at her slender waist—this was Lin Xia, Lin Kan's daughter.
Seeing Lin Zhentian and Lin Mang injured, she rushed over, worried. "Grandfather, are you alright?"
"Grandpa's fine," Lin Zhentian forced a smile, wiping blood from his mouth.
But Chen Xuan interrupted, "Enough reunion time. Lin Zhentian, you and your son stand guard at the door, without moving an inch!"
The horror about to unfold had only just begun.
"What... what are you going to do?" Lin Xia asked fearfully.
Chen Xuan glanced at her with a twisted grin. "Want to know?"
Seeing Lin Xia's confusion, he snapped, "Get out there, Lin Zhentian, or should I carry you?"
Without a word, Lin Mang helped his father out to the door, whispering, "Should we find someone to call Lin Dong back?"
"No!" Lin Zhentian responded firmly. "He'll only get himself killed!"
At this moment, Lin Zhentian's only hope was that Lin Dong and the mysterious cultivator Lin Qingtan had followed would someday rescue their family from this living nightmare.
Just then, an ominous hand of energy formed beside Lin Mang, crushing him into a spray of blood.
His soul, seized by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Chen Xuan sneered, "Since he called me a demon, how could I not live up to it?"
Lin Xia and the others were petrified.
Lin Zhentian collapsed, a look of utter hopelessness filling his eyes as he was forced to watch helplessly, unable to move.
"Guard the door, Lin Zhentian. No matter what you hear, don't come in!"
Lin Zhentian, trembling and defeated, obeyed, though every sound from within threatened to shatter his soul.
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