Confronting the tumultuous onslaught, his entire being was shrouded in golden light, ferocious and powerful. Swinging the Golden Dragon Square Mallet in hand, it seemed as though flood dragons were roaring ferociously, indestructible, tearing the heavens asunder.
"Hum—"
Upon seeing this, Lu Miaoge immediately switched from defense to attack. The yin and yang energies surged towards the sky, spiraling above the talisman formation, as if suppressing the Golden Mallet.
The Taichi Talisman transformed into a small sword and pierced into the center of the talisman formation.
"Hisss, what is this? It actually stabilized the talisman formation!"
"I've heard that a talisman cultivator's magic artifact is called a talismanic weapon. This must be one of them!"
"It seems that Lu Changsheng really has obtained some talismanic inheritance, becoming a talisman cultivator!"