The Qiankun Mirror spoke with righteous indignation.

"I've collaborated with this old brother for many years, I can't betray him."

"Brother Kun, this old man refuses to die when he should, defying the natural order, forcibly extending his life—the heavens cannot tolerate this! Brother Kun, you and I are Great Dao Immortal Artifacts, shouldn't we stand on the side of the heavenly principles?"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was shocked. "My goodness, you little fatty, you're spouting crooked logic in layers now! Who taught you that?"

The Qiankun Mirror was still hesitant.

"But! A loyal minister does not serve two masters!"

"I'll give you a peach."

"You think one peach can bribe me? Make it two."

You hurriedly said, "I'll have the Nine Provinces Cauldron give you a whole bunch!!!"

The Qiankun Mirror, filled with righteous fury, declared, "Through fire and water!!"

You felt this Qiankun Mirror seemed a bit... mentally unstable.

But there was no time to delve into that now.

The Qiankun Mirror charged back into the fray.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor, under the dual pressure from the Nine Provinces Cauldron and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, was busy beyond belief and hadn't clearly heard what you all were discussing earlier.

Seeing the Qiankun Mirror fly over, his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Old partner, let us fight side by side once more..."

"Take this move, Divine Mirror Soldiers!!"

A host of figures clad in black armor roared out from the Qiankun Mirror, like a swarm of locusts, piling layer upon layer onto the Shen Family Founding Ancestor.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor was already under immense pressure; this betrayal from the Qiankun Mirror caused him to collapse on the spot.

"Have you had another episode?!"

The Qiankun Mirror spoke with conviction.

"You're the one who's sick! Your whole family is sick! Am I that close to you? Who are you calling 'old partner'!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's expression seemed to say: Definitely had another episode.

First, he suffered the backlash from the failed possession attempt, leaving his soul state extremely weak, with less than one-tenth of his combat power remaining.

Now, he was simultaneously suppressed by the "Three Phantom Gods"—the Qiankun Mirror, the Nine Provinces Cauldron, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Plus, you, this sneaky bastard, were sniping him from the periphery with word tags, the various bizarre effects driving the Shen Family Founding Ancestor to distraction.

Under these multiple layers of hardship, the Shen Family Founding Ancestor actually managed to hold on for a while longer.

During this time, he even activated the guardian formation within the Star Force Mystic Realm, nearly sending you to meet your maker on the spot.

Fortunately, the Qiankun Mirror tipped you off, telling you how to break the formation, dismantling the killing array's offensive in advance.

"This old geezer is way too hard to kill!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor was furious.

"I regret showing too much mercy to my descendants!!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor was now filled with remorse.

If he had chosen directly from his descendants one suitable for possession and acted immediately, without considering how painful their death would be or which branch they belonged to...

How could he have ended up in such a sorry state today?

But it was too late for regrets now.

Besides, for thirty thousand years, he had extended his life this way without incident; who could have predicted he'd capsize in a tiny ditch this time?

At the final moment before being pulled into the banner, the Shen Family Founding Ancestor looked at you with an almost pleading gaze.

"Youngster! I cannot die!"

Your gaze was cold.

"Elder, there are countless injustices in this world, but life and death are the fairest of all. Even martial artists whose realms touch the heavens cannot escape becoming a handful of yellow earth. Rest in peace!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul form, with wild hair flying and a ferocious expression, snarled.

"The Qiankun Mirror prophesied! Within a hundred years, the human world will face an apocalyptic calamity!! I am the first Guardian since ancient times! If I am gone, how will the human world resist?!"

You looked at the Qiankun Mirror.

"You have a prophecy function?"

The Qiankun Mirror looked blank.

"No? By the way, who are you?"

"?"

Half of the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul had already been devoured by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"He prophesied it! When he was still complete! The Qiankun Mirror isn't right in the head now, don't believe what he says!"

Good grief, are you two playing Werewolf here?

Regardless of whether there's some calamity in the human world, today, only one person between you and the Shen Family Founding Ancestor can survive.

And of course, that would be you.

With infinite resentment, the Shen Family Founding Ancestor fell into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner let out a strange laugh.

"Haha, the three of us are just too strong!!"

You punched the banner surface.

"It's the four of us."

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner felt it was back on top.

"Hehehe!! Once you fall into this banner, I am the heavens!!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul wasn't dispersed; he had just been captured into the banner.

"I'm only temporarily weakened from the backlash, that's why you managed to catch me!

Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you should understand, I am hundreds, thousands of times stronger than your current master!

Help me recover, wait until I get out, kill that youngster, and you will be the number one Sacred Artifact in the human world!

No one will hunt you anymore, everyone will revere you!"

Hearing this, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner couldn't help but start to fantasize.

"Wow..."

Seeing this, you roared furiously.

"You're actually considering it?!"

You punched directly into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, yanking the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's artifact spirit out.

As the iron fist of the "Materialist Warrior" was about to descend.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner directly shouted.

"Sworn Father!!! Listen to my excuse... no, listen to my explanation! A loyal minister does not serve two masters! You forged my body, how could I not think of repaying you!"

Since this old scoundrel was even willing to call you 'daddy' to beg for mercy, you forgave his momentary lapse in willpower and stuffed him back in.

"The Shen Family Founding Ancestor is very strong, probably the most powerful existence in this world in terms of combat power. Little Wan, can you suppress him?"

"It's a bit difficult. If you hadn't gotten me this Heaven-Grade body, allowing me to unleash thirty percent of my peak strength, I really wouldn't have had a chance to capture him."

"Then what do we do..."

"If I had an Immortal Artifact body, I would be confident in refining him!"

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul under my command, acting as my combat assistant?

Wouldn't that be like having a god-tier booster?

But in this small world, where would I find an Immortal Artifact Ten Thousand Souls Banner?

You approached the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and spoke into it.

"Old man, since you've already fallen into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you might as well accept reality."

That sounded somewhat familiar.

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor had just said something similar to you.

Who would have thought that in such a short time, the roles had completely reversed!

"Hey, what you said earlier about the human calamity, about being a Guardian, what did that mean? Anyway, I can't get out now, and you can't come out either, let's have a chat."

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor rejected your chat invitation and replied with a single word: Hmph!

You're the one who reduced him to this state; he's now full of confusion and questions, so why would he answer your queries?

"Shen Yue said he would only open the Star Force Mystic Realm to let me out in ten years... I won't really have to wait ten years, will I..."

The Shen Family Founding Ancestor sneered.

"Of course. After a successful possession, I need ten years each time to adapt to the new body.

Only then can I regain normal mobility.

Shen Yue and the others absolutely will not be allowed to disturb me during these ten years. Even if the Shen Family were wiped out, no one would come in!"

"Then your possession ability really sucks. Not only does it have a bunch of restrictions, but the after-sales service is terrible too."

"Don't get so smug. In ten years, although I won't fully recover from the damage the backlash caused me, it will be enough to break this Heaven-Grade Ten Thousand Souls Banner and take your little life!"