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

On a desolate plain covered in waist-high weeds, Shi Feiyu and Mengyu stared at each other. An eerie silence fell between them. Neither of them spoke, and their gazes were filled with an inexplicable intensity.


As if unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Mengyu blinked and asked, "Feiyu, why are you staring at me?"


It was only at this moment that Shi Feiyu recovered from his daze. He withdrew his peculiar gaze from the girl and furrowed his brow. "Transcendent Realm Early Stage?"


Not too long ago, Mengyu was at the peak of the Qi-Infused Realm. He was taken aback that, after just a few days, her aura was now slightly stronger than his. This surprised Shi Feiyu.


Upon hearing the inquiry, Mengyu chuckled girlishly and said, "I had a breakthrough, thanks to the fruits you brought back. Why are you so surprised?"


Shi Feiyu raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. He took a seat by the campfire, and Mengyu followed suit, sitting silently beside him.


No Traces