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

Before Lu He could lend a helping hand, the phantom struck down with a ferocious palm.


Shi Feiyu's body instantly exploded within that palm, a sight that made Lu He's pupils contract sharply. "The young one doesn't know his place. Dying like this is a waste of my efforts..."


However, just as Lu He sighed, a figure suddenly appeared within his field of vision. This person moved like lightning and instantly darted behind the phantom, delivering a furious palm strike.


With his strike, the phantom began to tremble slightly. Before Lu He could speak, the phantom rapidly shrank.


In just the blink of an eye, the phantom vanished. Only then did Lu He get a clear look at the person who had launched the surprise attack. He was taken aback and asked, "You're not dead?"


Turning his gaze, he saw Shi Feiyu, who shook his head with a cold expression and then opened his palm. In his hand, he held a thumb-sized glowing orb.


A Three-Year Deadline