New Talismans, Dragon Blast

Above the secret chamber, Bibi Dong sat in a high place, listening to the reports from below.

Zhong Su, the Thunder Demon!

She was very curious about what had happened with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, but her expression remained calm and collected.

Her placid demeanor made it even harder for those below to fathom her thoughts, and some even felt the Empress was a bit terrifying.

"The Empress's pressure has grown stronger. If the Grand Pontiff were here, would we still choose him?" Yue Guan whispered.

"I don't know!" Ghost remained aloof beside him.

Although Bibi Dong was very young, they knew they were no longer her match.

Even if they used their Spirit Fusion Skill, they would likely struggle to gain the upper hand.

"The Empress is far more talented than that Tang Hao!" Yue Guan lamented inwardly.

After escaping Soto City, the Shrek Academy wandered until they arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Flender had originally intended for the academy to go to Blue Tyrant Academy, but unexpectedly, upon learning of Ning Rongrong's identity, Yu Xiaogang overruled all objections and brought the academy to the sect, citing concerns about Dai Xieyue bothering them.

Upon arriving here, Ning Rongrong reverted to his old, domineering self.

Here, Flender dared not discipline him excessively, let alone punish him. Ning Rongrong, relying on this, would occasionally skip class to rest, living a life of utter freedom.

This day, the sun shone brightly.

Ning Rongrong played with his hair, skipping along the road.

Having just skipped a training session, where could he find some fun now?

As he walked, he suddenly saw a few small stones fall from somewhere by the roadside, and among the stones was a familiar-looking talisman.

"Isn't this Dai Shengyang's talisman?" he exclaimed, picking it up and examining it in his palm.

There was a majestic dragon pattern on it.

"A talisman with magical power, what kind of power do you possess, little one!" Ning Rongrong excitedly played with the talisman back and forth in his palm, eager to discover its abilities.

He held the talisman in his palm, the dragon pattern facing forward, and clenched his fist tightly.

Boom--

A massive explosive Dragon Flame shot out from the talisman, shattering the rockery in front of him.

"Ah!" Ning Rongrong, startled, dropped the talisman and took a few steps back with his eyes closed.

After a while, he nervously opened his eyes and saw that the flames had indeed left a molten path several meters wide and tens of meters long on the ground.

"So powerful, it can shoot flames!" Ning Rongrong excitedly rubbed his hands together, and its power was almost comparable to a Soul Saint.

He ecstatically picked up the talisman, carefully wiped it clean, and treasured it as if it were his most prized possession.

He had to keep this thing safe.

As a support-type soul master, she relied heavily on the protection of other soul masters. Now, with the talisman, she also possessed combat ability, greatly enhancing her safety.

Right, this talisman should be given to Father; he needs this talisman more than I do.

"Remembering his old father, Ning Rongrong hurried towards the conference room."

His father had been busy with something these past few days, always staying in the conference room.

Ning Rongrong thought as he ran.

The Dragon Talisman had appeared.

Shendu learned of this news immediately.

Among the twelve talismans, the Dragon Talisman was very special to him. Even though he didn't know the talisman's location, he could sense that someone had just used it.

Dai Xieyue was still out searching for talismans. When he returned next time, he would increase his strength a bit. Dai Xieyue's strength was still too weak.

Shendu had such intentions.

Increasing strength with divine power would be a waste, but this decision was indispensable. After all, Dai Xieyue was more loyal to Bibi Dong than anyone else.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Conference Room.

The same familiar faces, three people and a stone statue.

Ning Fengzhi stared intently at the stone man in the hall, his eyes darting around.

The Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect both had sources of knowledge about demons, while his only advantage over them was likely this stone statue before him.

"Fengzhi, you've been staring at it for days. It's not like someone will suddenly pop out of the stone, right!" Gu Rong said with a wry smile.

However, Ning Fengzhi was completely unfazed by his words, staring at it as if entranced.

Valmont, what kind of person are you?

Ning Fengzhi pondered endlessly in his heart, feeling that the hope of saving humanity rested on this Valmont.

Although the records of his ancestor Ning Xiaoyao described him as a villain who attempted to revive demons.

But judging by his tone, back then he was just an ambitious man craving demonic power. He likely would have sided with humanity.

And since he tried to obtain demonic power, he must have had a method to do so. This method was also something Ning Fengzhi greatly desired.

Perhaps only with demonic power could one resist demons.

In the quiet conference hall, the three men stared at the sculpture as if it would come to life any second.

Suddenly, a woman's cheerful laughter echoed from outside the door.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Ning Rongrong entered with light steps, then took out a talisman and said proudly, "Daddy, look what I have!"