Yulian, floating beside Wang Ping's Primordial Spirit, saw everything clearly. At this moment, she did not even dare let her emotions fluctuate, afraid that they might affect Wang Ping.
Yet Wang Ping remained incomparably calm. The moment the Heaven Stealing Talisman surfaced in his memories, he suddenly felt something—a certainty that he would succeed.
As the profound, unfathomable pattern of the Heaven Stealing Talisman emerged upon the blank talisman before his eyes, Wang Ping almost instinctively summoned the other four talismans. His Primordial Spirit gave off a deep green mystical radiance, within which a mysterious Wood Spirit Formation unfolded of its own accord. This was the formation that had automatically appeared from the new memories in Wang Ping's consciousness at the instant the Heaven Stealing Talisman formed.
The moment the formation fully unfolded, the Heaven Stealing Talisman floated to Wang Ping's side. Just as he carefully began to sense it, a surging hostility swept toward him. That force came from somewhere immensely distant in outer space—a sense of danger brought to him by the Divine Kingdom.
But immediately afterward, another force appeared and concealed that hostility.
"Fifth Realm cultivators are fighting!"
This was the first thought that arose in Wang Ping's mind. With the rationality of Self-Control, he kept his emotions absolutely steady and quietly waited for the Heaven Stealing Talisman to align with his Primordial Spirit.
From the memories he had gained when his Primordial Spirit connected to the Heaven Stealing Talisman, Wang Ping knew that if all went smoothly, he would be able to completely control it in half an hour.
"Yulian, maintain synchronization between the Divine Kingdom and the believers. I need half an hour!"
After giving Yulian his instructions, Wang Ping's consciousness completely linked with the Heaven Stealing Talisman, attempting to fully master it.
Misty Sea.