Chapter 704 - 430: Inscribing Symbols in the Void! Sunfire Evil-Banishing Talisman! (Part 2)

Chapter 704: Chapter 430: Inscribing Symbols in the Void! Sunfire Evil-Banishing Talisman! (Part 2)

Just as the golden light was about to dissipate.

Lu Xuan casually raised his right hand, his fingers pointed like a sword, and a thin cut had unknowingly appeared at the tip, from which blood beads, exuding a faint golden glow, oozed.

Without incantations or formulas, he simply slashed the air casually.

In an instant, the heavens and earth became clear!

The dark clouds covering the sky seemed to be torn open by an invisible giant hand, allowing a scorching ray of sunlight mixed with dazzling fire to pierce through.

At this moment, the torrential rain abruptly ceased, with the last few drops evaporating into vapor before touching the ground.

The chilling ominous aura enveloping the square quickly dissipated, causing the two ferocious spirits to emit unprecedented, piercing screams.

In the blink of an eye, a phantom talisman about a yard high appeared in mid-air, densely covered with flowing golden symbols.

Each character emanated an ancient and sacred aura of majesty.

The edges of the enormous talisman were ablaze with bright golden flames, with the sacred and blazing righteous energy soaring like a rainbow through the sun, thoroughly dispersing the remaining sinister air.

The characters continued to flow and shift, seemingly containing the truths of heaven and earth, leaving even old Taoist sorcerers with the Earth Master level cultivation mesmerized and unable to comprehend the mysteries within.

"This... what is this?" the old Taoist muttered to himself, staring dumbfounded at the scene as the peach wood sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Before all the spirits present could react, the phantom talisman suddenly exploded with sunlight-like blinding brilliance.

A fire seemingly originating from the void swept across the entire square—this True Fire of Exorcism harmed no physical objects, only specially burned these wicked specters.

The female ghost in the red wedding dress let out one last mournful wail, transforming into blue smoke in the golden flames.

The water ghost attempted to escape underground but was forcibly refined by the true fire from the black water, with the remaining spirits disappearing completely into the heavens and earth without even a chance to struggle.

As the old Taoist gazed at the falling, fading phantom talisman in the sky, he finally snapped out of his awe, saying in a trembling voice, "This is... the Sun Flame Exorcism Talisman!"

"The talisman depicted on the mural in the ancestral hall of our Talisman Origin Temple... the legendary talisman of our ancestor!"

"When the talisman is complete, evil is vanquished from heaven and earth, and the grand righteous energy pierces the long rainbow! According to the records, this talisman has been lost for hundreds of years... Master you, you..."

At this moment, the old Taoist’s words abruptly ceased as he looked at Lu Xuan’s calm, undisturbed expression, and an incredulous thought exploded in his mind.

"I have been confused, it turns out that the ancestor has manifested, hahahaha!" The old Taoist was so moved he shed tears, bowing his head to Lu Xuan.

"Disciple Zhang Daosheng of the thirtieth generation from Talisman Origin Temple pays respects to our ancestor!"

Lu Xuan watched the old Taoist kneeling on the ground, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth discernible.

He was too lazy to explain this misunderstanding, as "Sun Flame Talisman Fire True Classic" originated from Talisman Origin Temple, and being regarded as a manifestation of the ancestor saved a lot of trouble.

With the matter resolved, the system points had accumulated significantly.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Seventh Cycle)

Realm: Earth Master (Perfect)

Cultivation Technique: Sun Flame Talisman Fire True Classic (7/9)

Points: 47802

Lu Xuan felt the surging True Essence within him, planning to explore the White Tiger Corpse Holding Ground again tomorrow—General Mountain.

The clouds that covered the sky unwillingly churned but ultimately could not resist the majestic heavenly force, scattering reluctantly.

The blazing sunlight reigned over the earth once more, baking the damp limestone slabs, sending wisps of white vapor into the air.

"Old Taoist, this purple talisman is of no use to me, you can have it back."

Lu Xuan gave the old Taoist a deep look, taking out the yellowed ancestor’s purple talisman.

Then, he casually pulled out a blue-white jade pendant from his pocket.

Lu Xuan swiped his fingertip over the jade pendant, letting a drop of essence blood seep into the jade, and a flash of red light flared.

A miniature Sun Flame Exorcism Talisman was imprinted within, vaguely resonating with the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

"Here, a gift for you."

The two items were casually thrown over, and the old Taoist hurriedly caught them with both hands.

Upon his fingers touching the warm jade pendant, he instantly felt the vast power contained within, purer than the ancestral talisman which his temple had inherited for hundreds of years!

Lu Xuan admired people like the old Taoist.

He could never become a traditional cultivator like the old Taoist, who was selfless and devoted to safeguarding the path.

Thus, this jade pendant served as a means for the old Taoist to preserve his life.

Should he encounter a truly invincible specter, the talisman sealed within would undoubtedly manifest—this also served as a bit of compensation for today’s forcible seizure.

"Master...?"

The old Taoist, holding the retrieved ancestral purple talisman and the warm jade pendant, looked up at Lu Xuan with eyes filled with disbelief.

This warlord who preys upon civilians, why would he so casually return the precious ancestral talisman?

"Master, hold on!" The old Taoist suddenly returned to his senses, quickly catching up a few steps, raising the jade pendant with both hands, "This jade pendant is a treasure containing great fortune, far too precious! I am far from worthy to receive such a significant gift!"

Just as the old Taoist, clutching the jade pendant, was about to catch up, Lu Xuan didn’t look back and took out the Mauser pistol from his waist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several gunshots rang out against the limestone slab, with flying debris splattering against the old Taoist’s clothes.

The intense smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air.

"Get far away from this Master, any gifts from this Master are never taken back."

The old Taoist wanted to say the jade pendant was too precious, but faced with Lu Xuan’s eyes, all words were stuck in his throat.

He knew that look all too well—that indifferent regard for human life.

The old Taoist silently took two steps back, clutching the jade pendant tightly in his palm.

Indeed, these warlords are ultimately ruthless killers; the shock from the ancestor’s manifestation nearly made him forget this Master’s true nature.

With the sound of gunfire, the deputy officer and Feng Shui Master, along with the stationed troops at the town entrance, immediately returned, swarming back in.

Why did they suddenly become so bold?

Naturally, because the sky cleared, and the rain stopped, they felt capable again!

With the dark clouds dispersed, the blazing sun overhead, the world is clear.

Under such a clear sky and bright daylight, those demons and ghosts dare not show themselves.

If they don’t return now to show loyalty to the Master, when would they?

"Master! Are you alright?" The deputy officer rushes into the square first, looking around with a "worried" expression.

"Just when I was about to bring people back to protect you, unexpectedly, the Master’s divine might prevailed, and already..."

His words abruptly halted as he saw the square was all charred black, with the old Taoist standing alone.

While Lu Xuan calmly reinserted the Mauser pistol back into its holster, not even glancing at them.

"Go back to rest and recover; we set out for General Mountain again tomorrow!"

"Huh?"

Not only the soldiers but even the deputy officer and Feng Shui Master were stunned—having just returned from that haunted place for merely a few hours, why are they heading back tomorrow?

The Master’s thoughts change quicker than a June day’s weather.

It was the deputy officer who reacted first, long accustomed to the Master’s capricious nature, immediately shouting, "Are you all deaf? The Master has ordered, return to camp! Quickly, move it!"

The engines roared, dust kicked up again.

This army that arrived suddenly and left hastily departed from Talisman Origin Temple in an overwhelming flood.

The old Taoist watched the distant convoy, instinctively touching the jade pendant nestled in his bosom.

The convoy returned to the temporarily occupied mansion—once the splendid residence of Ping’an Town’s moderately wealthy Chen Mingyuan.

Lu Xuan, relying on his memories, traversed through pavilions and towers, heading straight towards the main hall.

Blood-soaked memories of the mansion flooded his mind: The original owner, Boss Chen, was a man with backbone, possessing a bit of character.

Earlier at the welcoming banquet for the previous self, he only offered some valueless rustic gifts.

Therefore, the previous self became furious at that time, arbitrarily charged him with colluding with bandits, and had Chen Mingsheng and his three sons dragged outside the town and shot to death.

This wasn’t the end; he then seized Chen Family’s widowed wife and young daughter, appropriating the mansion for himself.