At this moment, Liu Songyang was sitting cross-legged, with an ancient black hexagonal stone slab floating in front of him, while strange incantations came from his mouth. One peculiar spell after another shot out from his hands, landing on the stone slab.
Above them, a massive black flagpole, dozens of feet tall, broke with a "crack" and fell in two.
This black ancient banner was covered with ferocious and terrifying Demonic Beast patterns, but at this moment, it had lost all spiritual light, resembling a piece of torn cloth.
"The Beast Sealing Banner! So that's it!" Hidden in the shadows, Liu Ming's eyes flashed as he recognized the origin of the black ancient banner; it was a special and unique artifact.
