The consecrated demon startled the boundless sky, the talisman master's divine punishment set the universe in motion.
A forsaken youth, cast adrift by his own kin, found himself in the midst of a savage wilderness. 
From misfortune sprang opportunity; in the depths of despair, he stumbled upon an ancient tome, long lost to the annals of time, revealing the secrets of talisman mastery.
Through three decades of toil and strife, a tale of ruthless ambition and violent retribution unfolded, painting the town in shades of crimson.
In the realm of the Nine Heavens and the Demonic Lands, who holds sway?

Pinnacle of Talisman Mastery

The fierce wind roared, and Shi Feiyu felt like the world was spinning. He desperately tried to stop, but there was nothing he could do. The raging wind carried him high into the sky, several dozen meters above Flowing Cloud Peak, before it whisked him away into the distance.


Just a halfway-made talisman had erupted with such power. Now he was far from the top of Flowing Cloud Peak. As he cast a hasty look downward, his lips twitched uncontrollably.


Shi Feiyu, having left the peak, found himself steadily moving away from the ground. If the wind were to suddenly stop, he would fall from a height of over a thousand meters. Falling from such a height with his current cultivation would undoubtedly lead to his demise. Realizing that waiting for his doom was not an option, he quickly removed his blue robe.


A Falling Out Between Master and Disciple