Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

This imagination made Chen Feng feel somewhat dull.

What is all this? The ancestor hasn't even died yet, and they're already fleeing?

Chen Feng even saw many disciples fighting over the Heavenly Talisman Sect's assets.

For a moment, he couldn't distinguish who the invaders were.

"A group of parasites."

Chen Feng shook his head and stopped paying attention to them, his gaze shifting to the spiritual veins below the Heavenly Talisman Sect.

There were two third-grade spiritual veins.

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

Chen Feng looked towards the Heavenly Talisman City, where the two Nascent Soul auras were still lingering, showing no intention of attacking.

"Even if it's a timely help, I still have to make a move."

"Otherwise, the timely help will turn into a funeral bell."

"You are not a member of my Heavenly Spirit Dynasty. My Heavenly Spirit Dynasty does not have such a strong Physique Refinement Cultivator. Who exactly are you?"

Qinglan spewed out a mouthful of blood, his aura somewhat weak, and his Dao robe tattered.

He no longer had the demeanor of a master when he arrived riding a tiger.

"Whether I am or not, what difference does it make?"

Chen Chuwu punched again, and a burst of fist energy erupted.

"Tianyi!"

Seeing this, Qinglan's pupils contracted, disregarding his injuries.

He used a green talisman paper in his hand to offer a sacrifice to the heavens, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Gritting his teeth, he spat another mouthful of blood onto the talisman paper.

The blood of the Nascent Soul contained immense energy, much stronger than spiritual stones, and possessed characteristics that spiritual stones did not have.

For a moment, the green talisman paper stained with blood looked somewhat eerie.

A burst of green light erupted, and a giant with three heads and six arms, covered in green and black patterns, appeared.

"Roar!"

The giant roared and took Chen Chuwu's punch. The head in the middle opened its mouth and spewed out flames.

"What is this?"

Chen Chuwu's expression changed as he felt the scorching heat of the flames and dared not resist forcefully.

He could only hastily dodge, and his blood and qi erupted as he punched again.

The giant took all of it. The head on the right, with fangs, opened its mouth and spewed out extremely cold air.

Chen Chuwu's expression slightly froze as the cold air attacked, feeling as if his limbs were frozen.

The cold air eroded his internal organs.

"Open!"

He roared, his blood boiling, burning like flames.

His entire body was dyed red by his blood, the cold air dispersed, and the ice shattered.

Ice fragments filled the sky.

"Five-grade talisman!"

Chen Feng's pupils contracted as he noticed the giant.

A five-grade talisman, Tianyi-Juyu Talisman!

This kind of thing is extremely sinister to refine, requiring the physical bodies and souls of Nascent Soul cultivators and demonic beasts!

It even requires the means of Soul Formation.

He didn't expect the other party to have such a talisman.

"Rise!" Qinglan shouted, and the giant's aura instantly soared.

Soon, it surpassed the late stage of Nascent Soul, becoming terrifying and increasing in height by more than twenty meters.

Looking at Qinglan, Daoist Qinglan's face was extremely pale, and his mana was completely depleted.

Even his blood and qi, including his lifespan, had been greatly consumed.

This is the price of using such a talisman.

However, as long as the user's strength keeps up, the giant can even resist Soul Formation.

This is the most terrifying aspect.

Chen Feng's expression changed, looking at Chen Chuwu, suppressing the urge to make a move.

He wanted to see where Chen Chuwu's limit was.

As for breaking this talisman, all he needed to do was kill the caster.

On the other side, the two ancestors of the Heavenly Talisman Sect were recovering their mana, their gazes fixed on Chen Chuwu.

Their eyes were filled with delight.

"What a waste of the talismans left by our ancestor. It's truly infuriating!" Qinglan gritted his teeth.

His gaze then turned towards the sky. "Useless, useless! Where did the guardian of the Northern Territory's mansion go?

His eyes were full of anger. Tianfu City was not far from the Guardian's Mansion, so logically the other party should have sent someone there long ago.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to use up his talisman.

"Ah, Beihuan Yu, once this is over, I will definitely go to the Imperial City to demand justice!" On the side, the Patriarch of the Heavenly Talisman Sect completely lost his composure as a Nascent Soul cultivator and cursed loudly towards the sky.

In his hand, a spear burning with fierce flames turned into a stream of light and headed towards Chen Chuwu, who was being pressed down and beaten.

He wanted to kill this madman, to seek revenge, to vent his anger!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Chuwu only felt the threat of life and death, and didn't have time to deal with the punch coming towards him.

He turned around and dodged the attack.

Another punch hit the spear that was turning around, knocking it down.

Then he was punched by the giant and sent flying.

Chen Chuwu didn't say much, just silently stared at the giant.

The gauntlet in his hand burst with light, and he rushed forward and stood up again.

After a round of attacks, the giant retreated several miles, crushing countless buildings.

Qinglan Daoist spat out another mouthful of blood, and the giant's strength declined a bit more.

The strength of the giant is closely related to the spellcaster.

Qinglan's aura was too weak, and his mana was almost drained.

His face became paler and paler, like a dead person.

"Senior Brother, don't hide your abilities anymore, quickly give me the life-saving talisman, otherwise if the giant disappears, the foundation of the Heavenly Talisman Sect will be destroyed, and we will be the biggest sinners!" The Patriarch of the Heavenly Talisman Sect's face changed, gritting his teeth.

A green talisman paper appeared in his hand, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"This is the last one..."

"Our Ancestor won't blame us."

Qinglan Daoist spat out another mouthful of blood and took the talisman paper.

In the distance, Chen Feng felt a toothache.

A fifth-grade life-saving talisman, even a Soul Formation cultivator on the verge of death could catch a breath.

Was it wasted like this?

I don't care, I feel heartbroken!

"Stop!"

Chen Feng shouted loudly, using his Lunar Grasp to snatch the talisman paper that had just fallen into Qinglan Daoist's hand.

Carefully playing with it for a while, he exclaimed at its exquisite craftsmanship.

His mood was also very good. Such a spiritual talisman was hard to come by.

And, the refining process of this kind of talisman is extremely complex.

Hmm...

At least for ordinary people.

On the field, it fell into silence.

Five pairs of eyes looked at Chen Feng in astonishment.

"Who, who are you?"

The Patriarch of the Heavenly Talisman Sect was extremely frightened. He couldn't sense any aura from the man in front of him.

Presumably, he had at least reached the later stage.

Incredibly terrifying.

"Who am I?"

Chen Feng smiled lightly, holding the Patriarch of the Heavenly Talisman Sect in his hand and looking at Chen Chuwu.

"Chuwu, I'll leave the rest to you, including this giant."

Chen Feng directly displayed the Immortal Realm Within the Palm, imprisoning the other party in his palm.

"Gudong!"

Qinglan swallowed hard, his eyes filled with fear.

"You fight, I won't intervene."

"To maintain some fairness, you all come down too!"

Chen Feng chuckled, and his mana surged.

In secret, the two Nascent Soul cultivators' expressions changed.

"Terrifying!"

They felt that the powerful being was incredibly terrifying, as if he had instantly discovered the two of them.

Then he looked at the little person jumping in his hand, his eyes filled with fury.

"Run, take His Highness and run. There are outsiders entering the territory. Go report to the Emperor!"

"Do you think you can escape?"

A mocking voice sounded.