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

No one expected Gao Lan to suddenly take action and hold Mengyu hostage. Those who were practicing under the sixth monument looked at each other in surprise when they heard the shout.


"Heh, interesting." Nine Yin Mountain's Jiang Yan still uttered the same words, but his complexion was unusually unsightly. Especially with the overpowering pressure descending from the sixth monument, his bones felt somewhat deformed.


Long Zhan slowly stood up, seemingly giving up on his practice, "Since it's come to this, let's eradicate the roots!"


"Big brother!" Duan Tianlei, seeing this scene, quickly shifted his gaze to the young man opposite him, looking at him with a hint of inquiry. He had a good relationship with Shi Feiyu and naturally wouldn't stand idly by when Mengyu was taken hostage.


But Duan Tiancheng's brows slightly furrowed, "Don't act recklessly, observe first."


Hostage