Two-Seal Symbol Master

Huang Yin, leader of the Mystic Tiger Gang in the Imperial Capital and a master at the peak Qi Shaping Realm, had been defeated!

Witnessing this shocking scene, every spectator in the square stood agape, their eyes filled with disbelief.

No one had expected such an outcome.

Although Lin Langtian was one of the Great Yan Dynasty's greatest geniuses, he belonged to the young generation and was only at the Half-step Qi Shaping Realm.

Huang Yin, on the other hand, was an established Expert. Not only was he well-known in the Imperial Capital, but he had once fought a Half-step Creation Expert without losing.

With such an enormous gap between them, no one had anticipated that victory would fall into Lin Langtian's hands!

In the arena, feeling the icy gleam at his throat, Huang Yin's eyes flashed with a deep horrified expression. Cold sweat continuously poured down his forehead as he begged for mercy.

"Y-Young Master Langtian, this was my fault. Please show mer..."

Before he could finish, Lin Langtian flicked his arm. The Yuan Power dagger in his hand, wrapped in terrifying Black Flame, transformed into a dazzling streak of light that tore through the air and slashed at Huang Yin's neck with razor-sharp force!

The shrill wind breaking sound terrified Huang Yin out of his wits. He hurriedly gathered the last of his Yuan Power before him, forming a layer of light membrane.

However, just as the light membrane took shape, the black light arrived, striking the layer of Yuan Power light heavily.

Sizzle!

The instant they made contact, the Yuan Power dagger wrapped in Black Flame suddenly ignited. Like a Fire Spear, it madly burned through the Yuan Power light membrane.

Crack!

Under the frenzied burning of the Black Flame, cracks burst across the light membrane almost instantly.

Before the horrified Huang Yin had time to reinforce his defenses, the Saber Light formed from Black Flame pierced through the Yuan Power light membrane and, before countless shocked gazes, shot fiercely into his throat. A pillar of blood followed as it pierced straight through...

The entire square fell silent once more. Countless stunned gazes stared at Huang Yin as a pillar of blood spurted from his throat.

Then they looked toward the calm-faced youth standing before him and slowly exhaled, as though trying to release all the shock in their hearts.

The battle had been spectacular, but the final result had exceeded most people's expectations.

No one had imagined that Huang Yin, who had earned such a vicious reputation in the Imperial Capital, would die on his own turf...

Not far away, Wang Yan said in surprise, "Lin Langtian is that fierce? He really killed Huang Yin? Isn't he the one who always considers the overall situation? How could he do something that provokes the Huangpu Clan?"

Qin Shi shook his head and sighed. "In my view, with Brother Langtian's terrifying talent, even Mo Ling, the Third Prince of the Imperial Family, is nothing special.

Perhaps he had already set his sights on the Hundred Dynasties War a few years from now. The Huangpu Clan is merely one of the Four Great Clans of the Great Yan Dynasty. Once Brother Langtian joins a Super Sect, what would the Great Yan Dynasty amount to..."

Wang Yan fell silent at those words. Only after today's battle did they realize the true gap between themselves and Lin Langtian...

After killing Huang Yin, Lin Langtian's expression did not change in the slightest.

Since Huang Yin had chosen to become a Chess Piece, he needed the awareness of one. Huangpu Ying was not someone Lin Langtian could touch for now, but this man had to die!

After Huang Yin's death, Lin Langtian slowly turned his gaze toward the Mystic Tiger Gang members.

Under the overwhelming might of Huang Yin's death, Lin Langtian appeared to the Mystic Tiger Gang members like a Killing God, radiant and impossible to look at directly.

"This Elder shall only punish the chief culprit this time and spare everyone else for now. But if there is a next time, I will kill without mercy!" Lin Langtian shouted coldly.

As he was in the Imperial Capital, Lin Langtian did not wish to begin a massacre. Besides, these were over a hundred lives, and he did not want to bear the name of a butcher.

Hearing Lin Langtian's words, the ordinary Mystic Tiger Gang members immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After thanking him through tears of joy, they hurriedly fled the area.

Even their gang leader had died at Lin Langtian's hands. They had long since lost all will to fight, and being able to preserve their lives was already something to thank the heavens for.

"Wait. Vice Leader Cao Kun, did this Elder allow you to leave?" As the Mystic Tiger Gang members withdrew one after another, Lin Langtian suddenly spotted a rather wretched-looking figure in the crowd and shouted coldly.

"Uh, didn't Elder Langtian say he would only punish the chief culprit? Now that Leader Huang is dead, is Elder Langtian still not satisfied..."

Upon hearing Lin Langtian's words, a sharp-faced man froze before forcing an awkward smile.

Though his appearance was far from flattering, many people recognized him at once. He was Cao Kun, vice leader of the Mystic Tiger Gang and a Low-level Talisman Master.

"Chief culprit? As the second-in-command of the Mystic Tiger Gang, are you not a chief culprit?

And just now, you kept saying that you wanted the heavenly daughter of my Lin Clan to warm your bed." Lin Langtian crossed his arms and sneered.

At that moment, Lin Ya recalled his earlier words, and a flash of shame and anger crossed her melon seed face.

As a heavenly pride of the Lin Clan, when had she ever suffered such humiliation? Seeing Lin Langtian stand up for her now filled her with immense satisfaction, and her admiration for him only grew deeper.

Hearing Lin Langtian's accusation, cold sweat immediately beaded on Cao Kun's forehead. Faced with a ruthless figure like Lin Langtian, who killed without hesitation, he felt fear rise from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, Elder Langtian misunderstands. I was forced by Leader Huang—no, Huang Yin. It was not from my own heart." Cao Kun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, and you still dare to quibble at a time like this!"

Lin Langtian could not be bothered to argue with him. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying fluctuation of yuan power surged forth once again, and an incomparably massive Black Flame demonic stele stood atop his palm.

"Damn it, Lin Langtian! You clan geniuses never understand the hardships of common people like us! I cultivated so painstakingly to become a Talisman Master. I cannot die just like this!"

Seeing Lin Langtian directly employ a killing move, Cao Kun became so terrified that he nearly went mad.

An incomparably savage expression emerged on his sharp-faced features, making him look thoroughly sinister.

Having made up his mind, Cao Kun suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, madness surging in his eyes.

At the same time, an exceptionally powerful Spiritual Power swept out from within the body like a storm. A cruel smile appeared on his lips as he pointed into the air, and a gray flame formed at his fingertip.

"Spiritual Fire!"

As a Low-level Talisman Master, Cao Kun was comparable to a Shaping Realm Yuan Power cultivator. Naturally, his strongest technique was this Spiritual Fire.

Spiritual Fire did not possess particularly powerful destructive force against physical objects, but if it struck someone, the damage it caused was countless times greater than physical injury.

It was a burning injury to the spirit itself. There had even been unlucky people who were directly burned into idiots by Spiritual Fire.

Spiritual Fire had always been a Talisman Master's strongest method!

After summoning the Spiritual Fire, Cao Kun gave Lin Langtian a sinister grin, let out a sharp shout, and suddenly clenched his hand.

The Spiritual Fire rapidly expanded, transforming into a gray Flame Great Hand. Radiating powerful fluctuations, it smashed fiercely toward the demonic stele.

Demon God's Hand!

Seeing the imposing Flame Great Hand, Lin Langtian raised an eyebrow.

Since becoming a Symbol Master, this was his first time fighting someone in the same profession. Unfortunately, in terms of Spiritual Power, he was currently only a One-Seal Symbol Master, vastly inferior to Cao Kun, a Talisman Master. He could only crush him with Yuan Power.

Boom!

The Flame Great Hand collided violently with the Black Flame demonic stele. Yet against the Black Flame demonic stele that had defeated even Huang Yin, the Flame Great Hand held out for only a moment before shattering inch by inch, turning into sparks and vanishing completely!

Seeing this, shock appeared on Cao Kun's savage face. He had not expected his full-power attack to be so fragile.

Before he could finish being surprised, however, a black shadow lunged at him and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him into the air.

That person was none other than Lin Langtian.

Seeing the cold and murderous youth before him, panic once again appeared on Cao Kun's face. He was so frightened that tears and snot began to flow.

Disgust flashed through Lin Langtian's eyes. But just as he was about to finish Cao Kun with one strike, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.

The Black Vortex Talisman Seal within Lin Langtian's Mud Pill Palace began trembling violently. Then, beyond his control, it flew directly out of his Mud Pill Palace and appeared above his heavenly spirit cover.

This development caused Lin Langtian's expression to shift slightly. He had never expected his Natal Talisman to run out on its own!

Seeing the Natal Talisman revealed by Lin Langtian, the spectators were once again greatly shocked.

Lin Langtian was actually a Symbol Master as well?

"That man really cracked the Mysterious Copper Piece and even became a symbol master?" From a distant pavilion, Huangpu Jing looked at the Natal Talisman above Lin Langtian's crown in astonishment.

One had to know that Spiritual Power Cultivation was no easier a path than Yuan Power cultivation. Since the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty, there had been very few geniuses who cultivated both Yuan Power and Spiritual Power.

Even with Lin Langtian's astonishing talent, cultivating Spiritual Power could still become a burden.

Ling Qingzhu neither agreed nor disagreed. Her eyes remained fixed on the faintly discernible, strange, mysterious Black Flame surrounding Lin Langtian.

Although the Black Flame was not particularly powerful yet, it carried the same noble and mysterious feeling she had sensed before.

After this battle, Lin Langtian had gradually begun to leave an unusual impression in her heart.

Others might not be able to cultivate both Yuan Power and Spiritual Power, but Lin Langtian might not necessarily be unable to...

Whoosh!

In the square, the moment the Black Vortex Talisman Seal appeared, it followed Cao Kun's drifting Spiritual Fire and darted into his Mud Pill Palace.

Inside Cao Kun's Mud Pill Palace, five Natal Talisman Seals floated in the distance, echoing one another. This was the mark of a Low-level Talisman Master.

After entering Cao Kun's Mud Pill Palace, the Black Vortex Talisman Seal rapidly twisted. In the end, before the shocked eyes of Lin Langtian and Cao Kun, it transformed into a palm-sized Black Vortex.

"Natal Talisman?!"

Seeing the change in the Black Vortex Talisman Seal, Cao Kun cried out in horror. He immediately controlled his five Natal Talisman Seals, trying to evade the pull of the Black Vortex.

However, Lin Langtian seemed to understand what the Black Vortex Talisman intended to do. A curve rose at the corner of his lips as he lightly tapped Cao Kun's body with a finger. Cao Kun instantly went limp, as though his acupoints had been sealed. Let alone controlling the Natal Talisman Seals in his Mud Pill Palace, he could not even muster any strength.

Seizing this chance, the vortex formed by the Black Vortex Talisman charged forward, waves of suction force spreading out.

Under this suction force, Lin Langtian could clearly sense that the Spiritual Power contained within Cao Kun's five Natal Talisman Seals was being sucked in by the vortex.

This delighted Lin Langtian. Under normal circumstances, a One-Seal Symbol Master facing a Talisman Master would be as insignificant as an ant, much less capable of devouring the other's power to nourish himself.

But Lin Langtian was different. He had cultivated Yuan Power before cultivating Spiritual Power. Thus, under the crushing advantage of Yuan Power, even though he was merely a One-Seal Symbol Master, he could tyrannically devour a Talisman Master's Spiritual Power!

And the Black Vortex Talisman happened to possess this ability!

Pfft!

Dragged by the vortex's suction force, Cao Kun's five Natal Talisman Seals rapidly dimmed. He was affected as well, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Cao Kun's expression became incomparably twisted. He clenched his teeth and laughed viciously.

"Since I'm going to die anyway, if you want to absorb it, then absorb it all! Take everything! A mere One-Seal Symbol Master trying to absorb a Talisman Master's Spiritual Power—haha, won't it burst you to death!"

Knowing that death was certain, Cao Kun simply stopped resisting. After laughing madly, he released all control over his five Natal Talisman Seals.

Not only that, under his command, the five Natal Talisman Seals charged directly into the Black Vortex, along with the Talisman Master's enormous Spiritual Power!

Even if he died, he would drag Lin Langtian, the Lin Clan's greatest genius, down with him!

"This is bad!"

Lin Langtian's expression changed. With his current Spiritual Power capacity, devouring all the Spiritual Power of a Talisman Master was like a small snake swallowing an elephant. Wouldn't it burst him to death?

He had never expected that a moment of carelessness would cause such a massive disaster!

After devouring Cao Kun's five Natal Talisman Seals, the Black Vortex twisted again, transforming back into an ancient talisman seal. It swiftly flew back, hovered above Lin Langtian's heavenly spirit cover, and returned to his Mud Pill Palace.

The instant the Black Vortex Talisman Seal returned to his Mud Pill Palace, Lin Langtian clearly felt an incomparably massive surge of Spiritual Power explode outward like a bomb with a resounding boom!

Once this enormous Spiritual Power entered Lin Langtian's Mud Pill Palace, it was like a giant squeezing into a dwarf's house. It was unbearably crowded, as though it would burst his Mud Pill Palace apart.

Once the Mud Pill Palace shattered, it would not only deal a devastating blow to his Spiritual Power but also greatly affect his future path of cultivation!

"Damn it, I was careless!"

Facing the sudden influx of such massive Spiritual Power, Lin Langtian clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, regret filling his heart. Could I really be swollen to death by Spiritual Power?

Spiritual Power was elusive and mysterious. Even as a Half-step Qi Shaping Realm Expert, Lin Langtian had no idea how to deal with it. He could only helplessly allow it to run rampant and expand within his Mud Pill Palace.

His eyes turned bloodshot as he paid dearly for his carelessness!

But just as Lin Langtian was about to reach his limit, another sudden change occurred!

The golden wheel mirror in Lin Langtian's Dantian, which had remained completely motionless until then, seemed to sense its Master's danger and suddenly released a dazzling golden light.

As the golden light spread, the incomparably massive Spiritual Power in his Mud Pill Palace seemed to encounter something terrifying. Like children, it obediently allowed itself to be driven by the golden light into the mirror, where it was firmly sealed within the golden wheel mirror.

After the golden wheel mirror sealed away most of the Spiritual Power, Lin Langtian's tense expression finally eased.

The remaining Spiritual Power clearly no longer posed any threat to his Mud Pill Palace and was slowly absorbed by the Natal Talisman.

As time passed, the original Natal Talisman in the Mud Pill Palace gradually dissipated.

In its place were two talismans of identical size and shape.

They floated quietly within the Mud Pill Palace, powerful Spiritual Power continuously surging from the two talismans.

Two seals—the mark of a Two-Seal Symbol Master!

Potato did not explain much about Symbol Masters. As for why a Low-level Talisman Master possessed five Natal Talisman Seals, I do not really understand it either. But above a Four-Seal Talisman Master is a Talisman Master; there is no Five-Seal Talisman Master.