Seeing the mysterious black Demon Talismans appear in Chen Changming's hand, Zhou Chong's pupils contracted slightly, and a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes.
He had previously heard from Su Qingshan that these Demon Talismans could kill an Attendant at the second layer of the Fusion Realm with a single strike, leaving the victim utterly powerless to fight back.
Merely hearing about it had meant little to him.
Only now, seeing those three black talismans radiating a cold, eerie glow with his own eyes, did he truly feel their spine-chilling pressure.
Although he was at the sixth layer of the Fusion Realm, countless times stronger than that second-layer Attendant, he dared not take such uncanny talismans lightly.
But before all these junior Fusion Realm cultivators, he could not show weakness either. He had to act more forcefully, or how could he command their respect?
"Young man, you think a few talismans can deal with all twenty of us?"
Holding the Azure Spirit Mirror in one hand, Zhou Chong spoke coldly, his gaze filled with lofty scrutiny.
"Try it and see."
Chen Changming's reply was calm.
The Demon Talismans in his hand glimmered faintly, black light dancing at his fingertips, ready to be activated at any moment.
Chen Changming was also rather surprised that the Su Clan had sent so many Fusion Realm cultivators this time.
Twenty Fusion Realm experts, the weakest at the second layer and the strongest at the sixth-such a force could sweep across half the Azure Wave Continent.
If he had not possessed enough Sword Talismans or Demon Talismans, the Su Clan's army of Fusion Realm Attendants would certainly have captured him this time.
Fortunately, his grandmaster and martial uncle had given him more than sixty talismans. Otherwise, he would not even have had a chance to