Purpose of the Plan

"No wonder... no wonder!" Yang Chen laughed heartily. "I should have come here long ago. To think I came this late."

To someone who forged spirit talismans, this place was simply a treasure trove. So much painstaking effort and so many records of experience left behind by senior masters of spirit talismans—Yang Chen was not so arrogant as to believe that these seniors' records would be of no use to him.

Spirit Talisman Martial Arts was indeed a precious creation born from the painstaking efforts of the monstrous genius Huang Taiji. However, Huang Taiji had lived far too short a life. His strange ideas and brilliant inspirations were truly astounding, but he fell short in practical experience compared to those Talisman Masters. Now, the experience of those Talisman Masters had all been recorded here.

If it had merely been a shred of experience, it would have been of no use to Yang Chen.

But what was carved onto these walls was simply an ocean of experience.

"Descendant, since you have arrived in this Talisman Hall, it means you have inherited the Great Emperor's legacy. Though I do not expect you to gain a profound understanding of the Way of Spirit Talismans, if you are interested, it would do no harm to study it further..."

"I hope that this old man Zhang Yunshan's lifetime of understanding of spirit talismans will not be lost."

"The same goes for me, True Man Haiqing. May it not be lost."

"Tsk, tsk... I fear Heavenly Capital Great Emperor's successor may not necessarily care about our rather useless experience with spirit talismans. Still, this old man Han Zhong will indulge in a little hope. May it not be lost."

The walls recorded the words and experiences of more than one Talisman Master.

It was clear that