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 next match, Hundred-Finger Peak against Flowing Cloud Peak."


As he watched Shi Feiyu, who was already on the stage, Yan Chi's lips trembled slightly, and he suddenly shouted.


More than ten minutes had passed since he announced the start of this match, yet not a single Hundred-Finger Peak disciple dared to step onto the stage. This was unprecedented in the five years of the annual peripheral disciples' competition at Nine Palace Mountain. Shi Feiyu had severely injured Li Ze with a single punch, and this scene was deeply imprinted in the minds of the Hundred-Finger Peak disciples.


Even Li Ze, whom Mo Baili had painstakingly cultivated, had suffered a miserable defeat. Who in the Hundred-Finger Peak team would dare to challenge Shi Feiyu now? Yan Chi understood this well, but that didn't mean they could let everyone just stand there and wait because Shi Feiyu was on the stage.


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