After returning to his cave abode, Lin Fan took out the "Talisman Secret Manual" Master Ruan had given him.
"It's time."
A sharp glint flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. He immediately communicated with the panel.
Would you like to consume seventy years of lifespan to pre-emptively advance the Talisman Secret Manual to the Entry Level?
Without hesitation, Lin Fan said, "I agree to the pre-emptive advance."
The moment his voice fell, a profound and obscure understanding of talismans surged into Lin Fan's mind.
At the same time, a youth resembling Lin Fan appeared once more. Only, unlike before, a powerful Blood Demonic Rune hovered above his head, as though it were trying to wring out all the Blood Qi in his body. The youth's entire body trembled violently, and his aura became chaotic.
Even through the illusory image, the terrifying aura emanating from that blood-red rune still rushed straight at him.
"The Blood Demonic Rune of a Wisdom Condensing Realm demon beast!"
Lin Fan's heart jolted.
He took out the Talisman Brush and began outlining it almost involuntarily.
Yet every stroke Lin Fan put down was exceedingly difficult. Power gathered at the tip of the brush, making his movements stiff beyond measure, while the consumption of Internal Breath was enormous.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, beads of sweat appeared on Lin Fan's forehead. More than half his strength had been expended, yet he had completed only half of the Blood Demonic Rune.
He gritted his teeth and persevered. Only a moment before his Internal Breath ran dry did he finally draw the complete Blood Demonic Rune.
The blood-red rune was imprinted onto the Talisman Paper. The bloodlight it radiated filled the entire second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.
"It's the Blood Demonic Rune