Riding Through the Royal Capital to Meet the Martial Saint in Person!

The Supreme Ultimate Hall.

The golden blood vanished into the yellow talisman paper until no trace remained.

Then, following Xiao Wuque's instructions, Jiang Ning pressed the golden talisman paper to the space between his brows.

In the span of a breath,

the yellow talisman paper disappeared before his eyes.

"Close your eyes and look inward at your Spirit Platform," Xiao Wuque said beside his ear.

Jiang Ning closed his eyes and sank his awareness into his body.

There, within his Spirit Platform, a yellow talisman paper floated above his soul.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes.

"You saw it just now, Marquis Dongling?" Xiao Wuque asked.

"I did." Jiang Ning nodded.

"The Dao Ancestor Talisman Paper has recorded your aura," Xiao Wuque said. "When you face a grave crisis, it will activate on its own and reflect your state across time, restoring you to your peak in an instant. With it, you can withstand any injury for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."

"This power comes from a Dao Ancestor. Even after the passage of time, I doubt anyone in the world today could break through it, unless my teacher acted personally!"

At those words, Jiang Ning felt somewhat more at ease.

For the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he would be at his absolute peak. Even against the strongest enemy, that would give him time to think of many ways to survive.

Just then,

another flash of light appeared in Xiao Wuque's hand.

When the light faded, a small white jade tablet lay in his palm.

Silver light flickered across the tablet now and then, blurring Jiang Ning's vision.

At the strange sight, Jiang Ning's gaze sharpened.

He recognized the telltale signs of spatial fluctuations.

"This is a Small Teleportation Talisman!