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 the second floor of Dragon Mount Peak, Li Ze suddenly initiated a confrontation, exuding an unpleasant air of a troublemaker trying to report first. His smug expression was especially detestable to Zhou Lian, who wished he could rush up and tear him apart.


"At such a young age, being so ruthless, do you know how much trouble this will bring Nine Palace Mountain if the Valley Master of the Insidious Valley hears about it?" Li Ze stared at Shi Feiyu with a sinister look, pretending to be disappointed and gritting his teeth, "Today, it seems like we need to give you a proper lesson to prevent you from causing any more major disasters in the future."


The disciples sitting on the second floor of the inn were all participants in the Sinister Wind Eye expedition from various major sects. Coiling Dragon Cave's Long Zhan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that there would be internal conflicts among Nine Palace Mountain disciples. He wore a sly smirk on his face.


Taking the Initiative