Thunder Talisman

Compared to the others.

Mao Ba seemed much "inferior," only providing support from the sidelines.

He was an Immortal Cultivator who prioritized the spirit over the physical shell; it was impossible for him to engage in a bare-knuckle brawl with the Flesh Tai Sui, or else a single hit would leave him with severe damage to his Origin Qi.

However.

His role was not small.

Gurgle...

He unhooked the Red Skin Gourd from his waist.

A gaseous "liquid" shimmering with flowing light poured into his stomach.

In an instant.

Mao Ba's gaunt face flushed deep red, his spirits soaring as if he had been injected with adrenaline, and his eyes began to glow with specks of golden light.

"...Haste!"

After a burst of incantations.

Whoosh...

Sheets of talismans flew out from his Divination Bag; the majority were yellow, with three being silver.

But as soon as these three silver talismans flew out of the bag, for some unknown reason, Mao Ba tucked them back inside.

"Hiccup~ This Daoist is going bankrupt today, I'm going to burn you to a crisp!"

Swish, swish, swish!!

Mao Ba moved like a drunkard, swaying and dancing as if performing a shamanic ritual, chanting spells and forming hand seals. One after another, the bright yellow talismans shone brilliantly, striking the besieged Flesh Tai Sui like meteors.

Controlling objects and driving spells!

This was a technique only possessed by Dao Fire Realm (Cocoon-Breaking) Immortal Cultivators who had surpassed the Foundation Establishment Realm, activated their spiritual roots, and ignited the Divine Strength fire in their Purple Mansion Dantian.

Right now, Mao Ba was executing this at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

It was clear he had paid a price, prepared to fight the Flesh Tai Sui to the bitter end.

Boom, boom, boom!

The yellow talismans were not like turtles, moving at a sluggish pace.

On the contrary.

They were fast as lightning!

In less than the blink of an eye, the yellow talismans slammed one after another into the Flesh Tai Sui, transforming into clusters of high-temperature flames that scorched the old man's body until it was charred black and reeking.

This fire was extraordinary.

It attacked only demons and did not harm humans.

To the Flesh Tai Sui, it was as scorching as the great sun, yet it brushed past the others feeling as warm as spring sunlight.

"Roar, roar, roar!!"

With the talisman fire burning, sharp blades cutting, and iron fists raining down in a frenzy...

The Cocoon-Breaking Realm expert led the assault!

The three peak Foundation Establishment cultivators flanked!

One Foundation Establishment Daoist provided support.

For a moment, the group's coordination was seamless.

The old Tai Sui no longer possessed the arrogance he had when he first appeared; his body was charred black, bits of muscle and bone flew everywhere, and he was being completely suppressed, screaming incessantly.

But!

The Flesh Tai Sui's five hundred years of cultivation were not for show.

Its vitality was exceptionally tenacious.

Despite the group's frantic bombardment, they could not completely take it down. A bewitching red light flickered deep within its body, and its flesh churned incessantly to heal its wounds, showing a clear tendency to wear the others down to exhaustion!

A mortal eye could not see the mystery within.

But it could not escape the eyes of a professional like Mao Ba.

At this moment, fighting while "bankrupt," he already possessed a fraction of the capabilities of the Dao Fire Realm, his mental energy immensely powerful.

With a sweep of his golden-glinting eyes.

He discovered an egg-sized pill inside the Flesh Tai Sui, resembling red glazed jade, which was continuously providing it with vitality!

The Demon Core!

Once a demon beast's cultivation reached the five-hundred-year mark, its entire power would condense into a core, which would continue to grow stronger until it became an existence equivalent to a Human Dao Golden Core!

Even a five-hundred-year-old Demon Core!

Offered immense benefits to human cultivators; if a mortal obtained it, they could live for two hundred years, free from sickness and disaster!

The cultivator who obtains it.

Cocoon Breaking and shedding one's mortal coil, opening the Dantian, igniting the divine fire, and reviving the weapon soul—all of this would be effortless!

Damn it, if this monstrosity keeps resisting like this, the energy in the Demon Core will be exhausted, and its efficacy will be greatly diminished!

Mao Ba's expression flickered between shades of black and white, and he hurriedly shouted to the others, "The Demon Core! The Demon Core is in the Middle Dantian position!!"

The Middle Dantian!

Also known as the Yellow Court, it is located below the left side of the heart, on the golden ratio line, above the navel.

Everyone present was an accomplished expert in cultivation; they understood human anatomy as clearly as a fire in the night, and they all knew this basic knowledge.

Although the old man of demonic muscle transformed from the Flesh Tai Sui was highly deformed, he still had a human shape, so the general location couldn't be wrong!

However...

Bang!!

A dull, heavy impact echoed out.

Meng Qingshan spat blood as he flew backward, his already cracked body bursting with sprays of blood, his sternum nearly caving in, as he crashed not far in front of Mao Ba.

"Pfft, you go. The rest of us can only hold it back by working together!!"

Spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Qingshan said this without looking back, charging back into the fray and giving Mao Ba no room for any other choice.

Me?

Mao Ba wanted to curse his mother.

But Meng Qingshan was right; the completely frenzied Flesh Tai Sui was too ferocious. The four of them combined could only barely maintain a stalemate.

The moment Meng Qingshan was knocked out.

The situation became completely unbalanced.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out!

It was Zhao Wei, whose pressure had suddenly skyrocketed, taking a solid blow from the Flesh Tai Sui's claw. His right arm was gashed to the bone, nearly tearing the entire limb off.

Clang! Clang!

Yun Tianliu wasn't doing much better.

His high-quality steel sword was cracking with notch after notch, looking as if it were about to shatter completely.

Yingsha was in an even worse state.

Because he was the strongest, he naturally drew the most aggression, bearing the brunt of the Flesh Tai Sui's attacks; both his hands were a bloody, mangled mess.

It wasn't until Meng Qingshan rejoined the battle that the situation improved, preventing them from being completely overwhelmed.

As such.

They truly had no opportunity to spare a hand to attack the Demon Core; only Mao Ba, who was outside the fray, had that chance.

Damn it!

I'll risk it!!

Seeing this, Mao Ba cursed inwardly, his eyes hardening with resolve as a silver talisman flew out from his Divination Bag, and he spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto it!

His entire body instantly wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant.

But at the same time.

The silver talisman in the void changed as well, wisps of lightning beginning to spark from it. With a flash of brilliance, it transformed into a one-foot-long lightning sword!

The moment the Thunder Talisman appeared!

Everyone present felt their hair stand on end, an unprecedented sense of crisis shrouding their hearts, as if they were about to be pulverized by the majestic power of the heavens in the next instant!

Lightning!

The most rigid and the most yang!

All evil spirits in the world tremble at the mere mention of it!

No one expected.

That Mao Ba actually possessed a Thunder Talisman, and could even activate it!

The one-foot lightning sword!

Seeming both ethereal and real, the aura of judging all things radiated as the lightning sparks surged in every direction.

No one doubted the destructive power contained within.

It could be said that if Mao Ba had the intent, everyone present, even Yingsha, would be instantly killed!

Fortunately...

This lightning sword was aimed at the Flesh Tai Sui!

"ROAR!!"

The Thunder Sword Talisman had just appeared.

The Flesh Tai Sui sensed an impending crisis of apocalyptic proportions and went into a blood-soaked frenzy. Its power surged violently, and with one sweeping strike, it tore the entire right arm of Yingsha into shreds!

The strongest combatant.

Half-crippled in an instant!

"Do it now!!"

Meng Qingshan roared like thunder, utterly crazed, as he, Yun Tianliu, and Zhao Wei fought desperately to block the Flesh Tai Sui.

Pfft!

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Mao Ba finally established a full mental connection with the Thunder Talisman and shouted aloud.

"Strike!!"

ZZZTT!!

In the void.

A brilliant flash of lightning streaked across, illuminating the faces of everyone present--

The madness of the Flesh Tai Sui.

The anticipation of Meng Qingshan, Yun Tianliu, Zhao Wei, and the others.

The relief of Mao Ba.

And...

In the darkness of the woods.

The hideous grin slowly spreading across the face of Wu Dao.

CRACK!

Thunder rolled and surged, blindingly bright, carrying a one-foot short sword that moved like a Sea-Emerging Flood Dragon.

In the blink of an eye.

The distance of over ten meters was crossed in a flash, aiming straight for the life-vein of the Flesh Tai Sui's Demon Core!

Nine feet!

Five feet!

Three feet!

Almost upon it!

But in this split second of lightning-fast action, a sudden change occurred!

"You monster!!"

"What?!"

"Run!!"

Shouts of shock and terror erupted one after another.

Under the gaze of all.

At a distance of mere inches.

The Flesh Tai Sui wore a mocking grin as its chest cavity suddenly split open, spewing out a thick, earth-yellow smoke.

The smoke was dense and did not disperse; like a gushing fountain, it did not dodge or weave, but met the incoming Thunder Sword head-on.

Thunder and yellow smoke.

Like fire and water, they detonated violently the moment they clashed, sparks flying everywhere as they proved evenly matched!

But this stalemate did not last even a second!

"Wah..."

In the distance, Mao Ba spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose bleeding.

The power of the Thunder Sword was instantly halved.

Under the erosion of the yellow smoke, the lightning grew weaker and weaker until it was completely swallowed, leaving behind only a tattered silver talisman that drifted to the ground.

A miscalculation!

No one had expected the Flesh Tai Sui to have hidden such a life-saving "Demonic Art," dealing them a crushing blow at the critical moment that left them reeling and dizzy!

WHOOSH!!

The yellow smoke spat out by the Flesh Tai Sui did not vanish after corroding the Thunder Talisman; instead, it struck out like a venomous snake toward the nearest person, Yun Tianliu!

At the brink of life and death!

Yun Tianliu only had enough time to turn his body, yet his left arm was still grazed by the yellow smoke!

Furthermore, the yellow smoke showed no signs of slowing down.

As if it possessed a consciousness of its own, it locked onto the half-dead Mao Ba not far away and struck him squarely in the neck!

The next moment.

"Damn it..."

Yun Tianliu, who had been struck first, saw his expression change in horror.

His left arm felt incredibly itchy, and when he reached out to touch it, it felt as if it were made of clay; the entire arm stretched out, and his palm fell directly to the ground!

Not good!!

Yun Tianliu felt his soul leave his body, his heart seized with terror!

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