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

The cold wave erupted from the Sinister Wind Eye, coming and going quickly. When Shi Feiyu crawled out of the underground cave and looked around, everywhere was covered in an icy blue hue.


However, this icy blue did not last for long. As a slight mist rose, the ice layer on the ground evaporated as if it were dissipating into thin air.


The mythical beasts that couldn't escape earlier did not survive. At first glance, they seemed no different from when they were alive, but whether it was their bones or their spiritual cores, everything shattered completely in this cold wave.


Throughout the ages, the Sinister Wind Eye would always appear near the highest point of the Dragon Soul Mountain Range, near Two-Finger Peak. On this peak, the various major sects that came to participate in the Sinister Wind Eye had carved out caves for people to take refuge in during the cold wave.


Dragon Kin