Yan Yang clenched the Five Elements Divine Thunder Talismans, his knuckles whitening with the force of his grip.
Li Yunjing had refined these five talismans using his own thunder Dao power as a catalyst, supplemented with top-grade materials such as thousand-year-old thunder-patterned wood and Nine Heavens Divine Crystals.
Each talisman contained the five thunder powers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which generated and restrained one another, yet could also merge into an explosive release.
Never mind Golden Core cultivators-even a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator would suffer serious injuries if caught off guard.
Although Yan Yang was only Li Yunjing's nominal disciple, a nominal disciple was still a disciple. Li Yunjing had put some thought into looking after him and given him several means of preserving his life.
I need to find a way to draw them together.
Yan Yang's gaze swept rapidly across the battlefield, soon locking onto the positions of the three Golden Core demonic cultivators.
The Blood Soul Cult cultivator was locked in combat with the captain from Nanming Island, constantly flinging black bone spears from his Bone Banner.
The Bone Erosion Sect cultivator controlled dozens of bone spikes, suppressing a passenger who had concealed his Golden Core Realm cultivation.
The White Bone Cave cultivator was the strangest of all. White bone mist swirled around him, and every breath he took siphoned the vitality from nearby cultivators.
His opponent was the guardian of that young nobleman in golden robes!
The three demonic experts were positioned in a triangle, more than a hundred zhang apart. If they could be briefly trapped in the same area, one Five Elements Divine Thunder Talisman might severely wound all three. Two unleashed together would surely kill them!
Although Yan Yang had five talismans, he was unwilling to waste them all