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

"Brother Feiyu, are you... injured?" Mengyu looked at Shi Feiyu, who was sitting there with a pale face, her eyes filled with panic. Previously, she had been too focused on avoiding the cold surge to notice that Shi Feiyu had been carried over by Duan Tianlei. Now, having recovered her senses, Mengyu noticed that not only was Shi Feiyu's breath disorderly, but there were also fresh bloodstains on his chest.


"What about the others?" Shi Feiyu moistened his slightly cracked lips and looked around, discovering that this underground cave surprisingly had many passages. He couldn't help but frown and ask.


"They're all fine. First, take this healing pill." Facing the inquiry, Mengyu didn't say much, hastily finding a healing pill from her belongings and feeding it to him.


This kind of pill was obtained by Shi Feiyu and the others from Nine Yin Mountain disciples not long ago. Although its efficacy was minimal, it was better than nothing.


The Source of Calamity