"A Xiantian Talisman Treasure? You're actually willing to use such a thing!"
That Fierce Ghost's face changed drastically, an expression of obvious terror appearing on it.
A Xiantian Talisman Treasure, as the name suggested, was refined from a Xiantian Spirit Treasure.
Its power was without compare, and its own value was even more extraordinarily precious. Even to old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence level, it was something one could only encounter by fortune, not seek by effort.
"Hmph. As long as I can execute traitors like you, what is there to be reluctant about over a mere Xiantian Talisman Treasure?"
A look of determination appeared on the young woman's face.
She had been born of the Asura clan to begin with, so her loyalty to the Asura King naturally needed no explaining.
She hated the Corpse King Jinyue to the bone, and of course she wished she could get rid of these accomplices under him as quickly as possible too.
Before her words had even fallen, the woman swept her jade hand, and several spell seals shot out from between her fingers and palm in succession.
At once, black radiance flared, and that precious Xiantian Talisman Treasure ignited by itself without any wind.
Spatial fluctuations suddenly arose, and a black scroll appeared within sight.
Its style was ancient to the extreme.
And yet this scroll was actually blank.
Then the young woman raised her jade hand and used her finger as a brush, writing a large character, "trap," on the scroll.
Demon Trapping!
Following the woman's movement, some strange power of laws unexpectedly emerged at the side of that Fierce Ghost's body.
Just what sort of laws they were, Lin Xuan could not identify clearly for the moment either.
However, an extremely frightened look appeared on the Fierce Ghost's face.