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

At this moment, the atmosphere on the second floor of Dragon Mount Peak became rather eerie. Many people's gazes turned mocking when they looked at Lei Xun. Only one slip of Constant Universe's tongue had made him lose face. Lei Xun had previously been so adamant, claiming that he was with Constant Universe and Li Ze on the boat. Little did he know that in the end, the person he was defending would betray him.


While it was not Constant Universe's intention, his words made it clear to everyone that Shi Feiyu wasn't making baseless accusations. There was someone on the boat who had indeed conspired against him.


Even Kucci, who was lying on the ground, turned a shade of green. He had thought that as long as Li Ze could drag Lei Xun into this mess, he would finally have a chance for revenge. But his carefully laid plans had still failed.


"Hahaha, Fatty Chang, I'm starting to like you more and more now," Zhou Lian's laughter broke out when Constant Universe looked particularly unhappy.


Losing Face