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 pitch-black night shrouded the world, and the lush forest echoed with the sounds of cicadas. A faint mist quietly rose, causing the mythical beasts hidden in the Dragon Soul Mountain Range to stir restlessly.


In a clearing less than ten miles from Two-Finger Peak, several young faces sat together. However, they dared not light a fire for warmth.


"Mengyu, it's been two days. What about Jiang Yan..." As if catching a cold, one of the girls suddenly sneezed, rubbing her nose and grumbling, "Shouldn't we leave this place with Senior Brother Feiyu quickly? We might not even encounter Lei Xun."


After her remark, there was no response. Only a snoring sound came from the side, annoying her. She grabbed a pebble from the ground and threw it, scolding, "Fatty Chang, control your pig nose. Sleeping so loudly, what if Lei Xun hears us?"


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