"Supreme Elder?!"
Lei Qianting's eyes fell on the corpse, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
On his face covered with blood and dust, all the madness, all the anger, and all the determination were shattered at this moment.
What replaced it was a kind of utter despair.
Supreme Elder is dead.
Thunderlight Pavilion's greatest reliance, Supreme Elder Fan Yuan, who had been a master for decades and had been a powerful figure for East Foothills Prefecture for nearly a hundred years, is dead.
He died at the hands of this young man, who was only in his early twenties.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't even spit out a word.
There is only despair and regret left in my heart.
I despair over the fate of the Thunderlight Pavilion, and regret for provoking Fang Han.
If Dark Abyss had not issued an assassination commission against Fang Han, if Supreme Elder had not been persuaded to personally ambush Fang Han--
Thunderlight Pavilion How did it get to where it is today?
But in this world, there is no medicine for regret.
"Hehe... hehe..."
Lei Qianting suddenly laughed.
The laughter was hoarse and dry, like the wail of jackdaws on a winter night, with a chilling despair.
He stood up holding the knife, and the blue-black palm mark on his chest was still bleeding.
Every breath affected the injury, making his face slightly distorted by the severe pain.
But he seemed unaware.
He raised his head, staring at Fang Han with his bloodshot eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Fang Han..."
His voice was low and hoarse, with a determination that would make him die.
"Even if I die, I will bite off a piece of meat from you!"
Before he finished speaking, all the Internal Qi in his body exploded in a self-destructive manner.
The aura around him surged several times at this moment, his clothes moved automatically without any wind, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked.
He grasped the long sword tightly and concentrated all his strength on this sword. Even the dozens of feet of ground under his feet collapsed with his one foot.
The whole person rushed towards Fang Han like a burning meteor. The sword light was wrapped in despair and madness, and it struck Fang Han on the head.
This sword was the strongest sword in his life.
This knife cost him his life.
Fang Han stood there, looking at the figure rushing towards him with despair and madness, his expression did not waver at all.
He just raised his right hand and pulled out Silver-Gray Longsword from his waist.
Then--
Cut it out with one sword.
"Shua--"
Dark Cyan's sword light flashed away in the night.
The speed was so fast that it didn't even have time to leave an afterimage, it was like a crack opened in the night itself.
Lei Qianting's forward body suddenly froze.
"Click--"
The long knife stopped in mid-air, and the lightning on the knife quickly dimmed, and then it shattered inch by inch, turning into countless fragments that clattered to the ground.
"Pfft--"
Immediately afterwards, a very thin line of blood appeared between his eyebrows.
The blood line stretched from the center of his forehead to his chin, straight and precise, as if measured with a ruler.
His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't even utter a word.
The next moment--
His body separated from the blood line and collapsed to both sides.
Blood and internal organs gushed out from the fracture, spreading a shocking dark red on the ground.
Thunderlight Pavilion Master Lei Qianting, die!
Fang Han sheathed his sword, his eyes lingered on the two halves of the corpse for a moment, and then he moved away.
There is no guilt whatsoever.
Thunderlight Pavilion provoked himself first, and Thunderlight Pavilion is entirely to blame for today's outcome.
As the night grew darker, the shouts of death gradually subsided.
Thunderlight Pavilion's mountain gate can be seen with fallen bodies and collapsed buildings everywhere.
The blood gathered on the bluestone floor and formed dark red streams, flowing down the stone layers, dyeing the entire mountain gate a shocking dark red.
Half an hour later.
The last Thunderlight Pavilion Elder who resisted was killed by Chen Wanjun and Shen Moyan.
The corpse was dragged out from the ruins of a collapsed palace. The knife marks and sword marks on the chest were crisscrossed, and the death was miserable.
There is no one left alive in the entire Thunderlight Pavilion.
Gu Changqing stood at the Thunderlight Pavilion mountain gate with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the hundreds of the Azure Profound Sect elites behind him.
Most of their clothes were stained with blood, some of which were their own, and most of which were those of their enemies.
He spoke slowly:
"Although Thunderlight Pavilion has been destroyed, there are still many remnants out there performing tasks and guarding industries. We must eradicate the roots. These people cannot be let go."
He paused, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.
"According to the prior discussion, we will divide into ten teams and go to strangle the remnants of the Thunderlight Pavilion."
Hundreds of Elder, Deacon, and disciples all raised their hands, and their voices echoed in the night:
"Yes!"
They quickly divided into ten teams, turned into blue-black figures and disappeared into the night, rushing in all directions.
Some rushed to East Foothills Prefecture places to hunt down those Thunderlight Pavilion people who were still out on missions.
Some went straight to the various properties under the Thunderlight Pavilion's name, trying to eradicate all the Thunderlight Pavilion people stationed in the properties.
Gu Changqing took out a Message Jade Talisman, True Qi activated it, and a message came out.
That was a message sent to the Azure Profound Sect disciples who were ambushed at the East Foothills Prefecture border and led by the sect leader Chen Tianyuan.
Let them enter East Foothills Prefecture immediately, participate in the encirclement and suppression of the remnants of the Thunderlight Pavilion, and take over Thunderlight Pavilion's industry.
"Supreme Elder, what are the effects of these five jade charms?"
Seeing that Gu Changqing was finished, Fang Han took out the five jade charms he found from Fan Yuan's body and asked Gu Changqing.
"The jade talisman found on Fan Yuan's body?"
Gu Changqing took the five jade charms handed over by Fang Han and looked at them one by one in the light of the fire among the ruins.
After a moment, he raised his head, a trace of fear flashing in his deep eyes.
He spread out the five jade charms in his palm, starting with the two purple jade charms.
"These two are Lightning-Attribute Mid-Grade Talisman, which contain the full power of Grandmaster Sixth Stage. Just activate Internal Qi to release a thunderous strike comparable to Grandmaster Sixth Stage."
Fang Han's eyes fell on the two dark purple jade talismans. The lightning patterns on the surface of the jade talismans were complex and detailed, and there was faint violent lightning flowing deep in the patterns.
Holding it in the palm of your hand, you can feel a heart-stopping pressure.
Gu Changqing picked up two more cyan jade charms.
"These two are Mid-Grade Divine Speed Talisman. After being used, their speed is comparable to Grandmaster Sixth Stage in a short period of time."
Finally, he picked up the last jade talisman, which was also blue.
"This one is Mid-Grade Message Talisman. It is of higher grade than the Lower-Grade Message Talisman you have in your hand. It can send the message even if it is several counties away."
Fang Han was silent for a moment after listening.
There was a burst of joy in my heart.
Fortunately.
Fortunately, he had already attacked Fan Yuan hard from the beginning, and suppressed Fan Yuan with the continuous Sword Intent, leaving Fan Yuan with no chance to take out these jade talismans.
Let's not mention the two Medium Grade attack spells for now.
Just those two Mid-Grade Divine Speed Talismans were enough for Fan Yuan to escape extremely far in an instant.
If Fan Yuan really has the opportunity to use these jade talismans, the outcome of today's battle may have to be rewritten.
Not to mention that Fan Yuan can turn defeat into victory, but at least there is a great possibility of escaping.
If a veteran master hides in the dark and takes revenge wildly, it will be a disaster for the Azure Profound Sect.
"Right."
Fang Han suddenly remembered something and raised his eyes to look at Gu Changqing.
"The sect master once said that the two low-grade talismans in the disciple's hands were made by you Supreme Elder. How were these talismans... made?"
Hearing this, Gu Changqing put the five jade talismans back into Fang Han's palm, looked at the night in the distance with his hands behind his hands, and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"The production of talismans is easy to say and difficult to say."
"The production is divided into two steps. The first step is to engrave the corresponding talisman Talisman Inscription on Jade Talisman Stone. The texture of Jade Talisman Stone is extremely hard. Even Superior Dharma Weapon is difficult to leave marks on it. Only a master using True Qi as a knife can carve Talisman Inscription on it."
"The second step is to warm it with True Qi, then warm the Jade Talisman Stone that has been engraved with Talisman Inscription with True Qi, and activate the effect of the talisman in the way of warming."
He paused, his voice a little more solemn.
"Whether it is inscribed with Talisman Inscription or nourished with True Qi, only the master can do it. Therefore, only the master can make the talisman."
"However, the Grandmaster is not able to make all levels of talismans. Early Grandmaster Stage can only make low-grade talismans at most; only Grandmaster Mid-Stage can make Mid-Grade Talisman."
Fang Han heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he asked.
"I dare to ask Supreme Elder, how long does it take to make a Lower-Grade Message Talisman?"
Gu Changqing twirled his gray beard and said slowly.
"The most time-consuming step in making a talisman is the warm-up step. Inscribing Talisman Inscription can take a few days or half a month, but the warm-up... will take several years."
"How many years?"
Fang Han was surprised.
A magic talisman actually requires several years of maintenance.
Doesn't that mean that a grand master can spend his entire life unable to make many talismans?
He lowered his head and looked at the five Mid-Grade Talisman in his palm, and became more and more aware of the preciousness of these five Mid-Grade Talisman.
Each of these five talismans requires at least Grandmaster Mid-Stage cultivation level to make, and requires several years of cultivation.
Its preciousness far exceeded his previous estimate.
Seeing Fang Han's curiosity about making talismans, a faint smile appeared in Gu Changqing's eyes.
"In my hands, I have the production methods of Lower-Grade Divine Speed Talisman and Lower-Grade Message Talisman."
He turned and looked at Fang Han.
"If you are interested, you can come to me to pick it up after you return to the clan."
Fang Han was slightly startled, and then said with his hands.
"Disciple, thank you Supreme Elder."
Although when he heard "warm up for several years", he had basically given up the idea of making talismans.
With this time, it is better to concentrate on training and improve his cultivation. With his talent, a few years will be enough for his combat power to far exceed the talisman he made.
But if you just want to understand the production method, see how Talisman Inscription is engraved, and how the temperature and curing are performed, it doesn't hurt.
He did have some curiosity in his heart about magic talismans, which did not resemble a warrior system, but rather resembled an immortal system.
When he first learned that there was such a thing as a talisman, he had some speculation.
Have there ever been cultivators of immortality in this world?
Now that he had the opportunity to learn more about the making of talismans, he naturally didn't want to miss it.