Chapter 604
"Old Chu, how do you plan to break my Red Lotus Sun Flame Talisman?"

Sang Wuyin stood up, looked at Chu Cheng with ferocious eyes, unscrupulously released his anger towards Chu Cheng.

Under the reflection of the blossoming fire lotus on the surface of Jingxin Lake and the red lotus yang talisman above his head, the red brilliance and the spiritual power fluctuations caused by the power of the soul merge together. At this moment, Sang Wuyin looks like a vicious demon god.

"Master Wuxian's attainments in talismans are unmatched, and this Chilian Yangyan talisman is even more superb. Just looking at it, I can already feel a lot."

Chu Cheng Fangfo didn't care about Sang Wuxian's maliciousness, but praised it very seriously.

"It's too late to say these things now. Whether you admit defeat or not today, you will die."

Sang Wuyin looked at Chu Cheng with contempt.

The hatred between the senior disciples who killed him successively and the elders of this vein cannot be resolved with a few words of flattery.

Even if Chu Cheng knelt down and begged for mercy and surrendered, his Red Lotus Sun Flame Talisman would still fall on Chu Cheng's head, even if it broke the rules of the Alchemy Club, he would not hesitate.

"My lord, you are joking. If you don't experience the power of the Chilian Yangyan Talisman that you put so much effort into drawing, it would be too wasteful."

Chu Cheng's words were still very sincere, but the content of the words made Sang Wuyin feel extremely harsh.

Because this sentence clearly did not take his Chilian Yangyan Talisman to heart.

However, Chu Cheng didn't directly concede defeat, but saved him a lot of trouble. It couldn't be better to kill Chu Cheng within the rules of the Dan Shuhui, and then win the competition.

"It's so good, just don't do those useless efforts, crying and begging for mercy."

So for Chu Cheng's slightly provocative words, Sang Wuyin just responded with a sneer.

After seeing the completion of the Chilian Yangyan Talisman in Chu City, the elder of the ancestral hall also went up to the Qiyue Platform. He glanced at the Chilian Yangyan Talisman, then at Chu City, and confirmed to him:
"Chucheng, the soul character pulse, you have a chance to admit defeat before you open the talisman. Once you decide to open the talisman, no one else can intervene regardless of life or death. Otherwise, this round will be directly judged as a loss."

"Elder Xie reminds me that if I can die under the Chilian Yangyan Talisman, I will have no regrets in this life."

Chu Cheng bowed his hands to the elder of the ancestral hall.

"Then do it yourself."

Seeing this, the elders of the ancestral hall took a deep look at Chu Cheng, then shook their heads helplessly and got off the platform.

After seeing Chucheng's performance in the first two rounds, neither the children of the Sang family's eight bloodlines nor the guests from the ten states were too surprised by Chucheng's choice at the moment.

After all, with the strength of Ma Yu, the torturer and killer, it would be a bit strange to admit defeat so easily.

So everyone watched with concern as Chu Cheng went to the desk and sat down.

On the contrary, Chu Cheng himself acted very relaxed.

"Miss, this scarlet lotus yang flame talisman is very difficult to disassemble. Even the Patriarch was very cautious about this talisman before his death. I'm afraid Chu... Elder Chu will be in danger this round."

On the side of Jingxin Lake, Zhai Rong stood next to Sang Xiaoman and whispered.

"It's okay."

Sang Xiaoman smiled and waved his hand.

Unlike Zhai Rong and the others, after seeing the talismans in the last two rounds, she became more confident in the "Chu City" in front of her.

Seeing that Sang Xiaoman had so much confidence in "Chucheng", Zhai Rong just shook his head incomprehensibly, but didn't say anything more.

No matter who this Chucheng's identity is, at least the current situation is extremely beneficial to the Tianzi lineage.

Even if Chu Cheng loses this round, he still has great confidence in Sang Xiaoman.

……

Probably because the first two rounds of Chu Cheng's writing did not have much momentum, and everyone did not have much expectation for Chu Cheng's first pen.

Compared with the momentum of writing, they were more curious about how many talismans Chu Cheng would draw this time.

After all, the four combinations of talismans in the previous round were too amazing. In the eyes of everyone, maybe after Chu Cheng raised the grade and quantity of talismans, he could really withstand the blow of the Chilian Yangyan talisman.

There were even a few cultivators on the Wuyun Tower, who quarreled over this.

In the midst of the quarrels and carelessness among the crowd, Chu Cheng, who had made all preparations, finally brought up the talisman pen.

And when the vermilion pen soaked in the demon blood talisman ink landed on the snow-white talisman paper, the expressions of the people who were originally indifferent suddenly froze. root up.

In an instant, the entire ancestral hall suddenly became dead silent, and even the whimpering sound of the mountain wind that rang out from behind the ancestral hall from time to time disappeared at this moment.

"What exactly is going on?"

What's even more strange is that everyone didn't know where this fearful aura that made their hairs stand on end came from.

Only a few cultivators like Wen Huazi and Zhang Wuji set their sights on Chu City in the center of the Qiyue Platform.

"Three... Sanji?!"

Wen Huazi opened his mouth slightly, a little unbelievable.

He should be one of the few cultivators who have truly felt the coercion of the souls of the cultivators of the Three Tranquility Realms. The inexplicable and terrifying aura surrounding him at this time is the harbinger of the imminent release of the souls of the cultivators of the Three Tranquility Realms.

Zhang Wuji on the side also looked shocked. Among the foreign cultivators present, he should be one of the few who guessed Chu Cheng's true identity.

"This, this is impossible, how old is he, how could his soul reach the Three Quiet Realm so quickly?"

But even so, he never thought that the cultivation base of the other party's soul might have reached the Three Quiet Realm.

As if responding to these two people, after a moment of dead silence, there was a loud bang that seemed to come from the nine heavens, making the originally static and dead world boil.

The majestic mountains behind the ancestral hall screamed and scattered birds and beasts. The whole mountain seemed to explode like a Buddha. The ethereal aura that was originally hidden in the mountains turned into gray-white mist and rose from the ground.

Not only the Yuncang Mountain, but even every inch of land in this ancestral hall, the spiritual energy began to roar and rise.

These rising auras finally gathered in the sky above the ancestral hall, turning into a round cloud and covering the heads of everyone.

And as the aura gathered more and more, the color of the cloud became darker and darker, gradually turning into a purple cloud.

"Could it be that Chucheng made this momentum?"

"To make such a big commotion, how powerful is this soul, it's impossible..."

Seeing this terrifying momentum, some cultivators finally couldn't help but speak.

Although they guessed a little bit, they never dared to think about the Three Quiet Realm.

But just when they didn't dare to think about it, the same "roaring" sound suddenly came out from among the hills in Yunjing City outside the ancestral hall.

 There should be another chapter later

  
 
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