Death Talisman
On the surface, Yun Qian appeared calm and composed, standing with her sword in hand, her robes fluttering even without wind, like a deity. But deep inside, she was already filled with rage.
She had painstakingly raised her clever, lively, and bright junior brother for eight years, only to have him injured like this by this Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere!
Bai Ji, who was usually so talkative and full of questions that it was a headache, was now lying motionless on the ground, her breath so weak she seemed about to stop at any moment. Looking to the side, she saw Bai Chuan, who always had a stern face and was determined to force-feed her bitter medicine, kneeling on one knee, the bright red blood on his lips stinging her eyes... An unprecedented, cold and pure killing intent instantly tightened around Yun Qian's heart like vines.
That old Taoist priest deserves to die a thousand deaths!
While subtly increasing the pressure she exerted on Daoist Qingfeng, making him feel as if he were being suppressed by an invisible mountain, even breathing became a luxury, she quickly pulled Baiji's wrist to check his pulse. Fortunately, his life was not in danger, but his inner core was shaken and his meridians were damaged. He would have to rest in bed for a long time after returning home.
As for the so-called emperor on the dragon throne, he was terrified by this sudden reversal, slumped in his chair, his face ashen, not daring to even breathe. Yun Qian naturally sensed his presence, but at the moment, he wasn't even in the running.
After confirming that Bai Ji was temporarily unharmed, Yun Qian flashed to Bai Chuan's side and gently channeled her warm and peaceful spiritual energy into his body to protect his damaged heart meridian.
Bai Chuan was already at his limit, his body exhausted and his wounds in excruciating pain. Now, enveloped by his senior sister's warm spiritual energy, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed. The moment he met Yun Qian's gaze, his eyes involuntarily reddened, and his hoarse voice, carrying barely perceptible grievance and lingering fear, softly called out, "Senior Sister..."
That cry felt like a sharp stab to Yun Qian's heart, a mix of sourness and pain. Endless regret welled up within her. Why hadn't she come sooner? Why had she let them venture into danger alone?
"It's alright, your senior sister is here." She softened her voice and gently stroked Baichuan's hair, as if comforting a frightened cub, but her words carried a chilling meaning, "Don't be afraid, your senior sister will take out that old Taoist's golden core in a moment and make soup for you to nourish your bodies."
After ensuring that her two junior brothers were temporarily out of danger, Yun Qian slowly raised her eyes, her gaze as calm and undisturbed as a frozen lake as she looked at the man on the dragon throne.
Upon meeting her cold, emotionless gaze, the man trembled violently, almost sliding off the dragon throne.
Just then, Master Qingfeng, who had been crushed to the ground by the oppressive force, finally mustered his last strength and shouted urgently, "It's...it's him! It was this tyrant who forced me to do this in order to achieve immortality...it was all his idea! It has nothing to do with me!"
Using a virgin's heart to achieve immortality? Absurd! It is true that the blood of a virgin, when combined with a specific evil formation, can temporarily boost one's cultivation! Old Daoist Qingfeng was merely exploiting this tyrant's greed; what sincerity did he have? Faced with imminent disaster, he only wanted to shirk all responsibility.
Upon hearing this, the emperor panicked and retorted sharply, "How could I, a mere mortal, force you, an immortal? Qingfeng! You're slandering me! You've clearly bewitched me, talking about the miraculous effects of the Golden Elixir, and now you want me to take the blame for you?!"
Yun Qian was too lazy to listen to the two bickering, which only added to her annoyance. She raised her hand and lightly touched the bronze incense burner that was still emitting a strange fragrance. Instantly, a annihilation talisman formed. With a flash of light, the huge incense burner, along with the strange incense inside, turned into ashes and vanished without a trace. The cloying scent made her feel irritated.
However... the title "Master Qingfeng" did stir her heart.
Yun Qian still remembered the "key" characters in the book who had tripped up the protagonist fairly clearly. This Daoist Qingfeng was no benevolent person; he was obsessed with all sorts of sinister and treacherous arts and regarded mortals as worthless. In the later part of the original book, he caused the protagonist Qin Wu a lot of trouble, like a leech, repeatedly managing to leave a trace of his soul behind through strange means even when he tried to kill him. He also instigated other cultivators to set up vicious formations and even once attempted to use the lives of an entire city's inhabitants to resurrect himself... That time, Qin Wu almost suffered a setback as well.
Originally, although Yun Qian had the intention to kill him, she only planned to destroy his golden core, cripple his cultivation, and leave him with a broken life. But now that she had confirmed that he was this "old friend," she absolutely could not leave any future trouble!
Not only must we kill him, we must kill him completely, so that his soul is scattered and there is absolutely no possibility of them reuniting!
Yun Qian slowly walked to the side of Qingfeng Daoist, who was being pressed firmly to the ground by the oppressive force. She slowly squatted down and spoke in a calm voice that revealed no emotion: "You are Qingfeng Daoist?"
The old Taoist priest didn't understand why she suddenly confirmed this, but under the absolute suppression of the Nascent Soul stage, he could only nod with difficulty and squeeze out a few words: "It's...it's me..."
"Oh," Yun Qian replied indifferently.
The next moment, she formed hand seals, and her spiritual power surged! The wooden sword standing on the ground emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, instantly splitting into seven sharp sword blades that were as solid as tangibles. With a chilling killing intent that could decide everything, it gave Daoist Qingfeng no chance to beg for mercy or explain. Like seven bolts of lightning, it pierced through his body at the same time!
The head, heart, dantian, wrists, ankles... seven vital points were instantly pierced!
Master Qingfeng couldn't even let out a scream. His body trembled violently, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and his breath came to an abrupt end.
However, for Yun Qian, this was not enough.
This old Taoist priest is as cunning as a fox. In the original book, Qin Wu killed him more than once, yet he always managed to seize a sliver of hope and survive using all sorts of unbelievable methods. Yun Qian will never give him any chance!
After the seven swords pierced her body, a flash of spiritual light appeared at her fingertips, and two ancient runes emanating an ominous aura instantly condensed into the Soul-Destroying Rune! The Unity Curse!
If Bai Ji, who was well-versed in formations, were awake at this moment, he would surely recognize the danger lurking in these two talismans.
The former specializes in eradicating the three souls and seven spirits, preventing them from ever being reborn.
The latter eradicates all traces of the physical body's existence, returning it completely to the world, as if it had never existed.
The talismanic light penetrated Qingfeng Daoist's ravaged body, causing his flesh to disintegrate from within as if by an invisible force, rapidly transforming into specks of light that vanished into the air without leaving a trace. Only the wooden sword that had pierced his heart emitted a low hum before flying back into Yun Qian's hand.
Bai Chuan watched this scene with a hint of astonishment in his eyes. He had never seen his senior sister use such ruthless methods, directly annihilating a person's body and soul, completely erasing even the chance of reincarnation.
The emperor on the dragon throne was already terrified, his last line of defense completely crumbling at the sight of a "celestial being" vanishing without a trace. He tumbled off the throne, tears streaming down his face, kowtowing and begging, "Gods, spare my life! Gods, spare my life! I... no, I'm willing to offer up all my riches and honors, just please spare my life! Spare my life!"
Eight years ago, they sent troops to slaughter two young children; eight years later, in pursuit of the elusive dream of immortality, they listened to slander and attempted to murder hundreds of innocent children! How can such utterly depraved people be allowed to live in this world?!
"BOOM—!!"
Outside the palace, thick, inky clouds had gathered in the sky, and a muffled rumble of thunder rolled in. Silver-snake-like lightning flashed and darted through the clouds, radiating a terrifying divine power.
Yun Qian sighed softly in her heart.
Today, in order to search for her two junior brothers, she forcibly covered the entire imperial city with her divine sense, which consumed a great deal of energy.
The two vicious talismans she had just cast made matters worse. At this moment, she could clearly feel that her already unstable Nascent Soul stage cultivation was showing signs of decline. This tribulation had come even faster than she had expected.
No wonder her master repeatedly warned her not to go down the mountain.
Without the protection of the mountain-protecting spiritual array of Cangmin Mountain, the consequences of her having to withstand the heavenly lightning in her current state would have been unimaginable.
"Senior Sister!" Bai Chuan also sensed the changes in the outside world. Despite his injuries, he stood up and said urgently, "The Heavenly Tribulation is approaching! Quickly return to the mountain!"
"It's alright." Yun Qian's eyes sharpened, her mind made up. She raised her hand and bit her fingertip without hesitation, a drop of bright red blood seeping out. Using her blood as a medium, she quickly sketched in the void, and an ancient talisman exuding an aura of destruction and misfortune instantly took shape, its blood-red patterns writhing as if alive.
"Yun Qian, the 148th generation disciple of Cangmin Mountain, respectfully requests the Death Talisman to punish this wicked person, using blood as the medium!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red talisman seemed to come alive, transforming into a beam of red light that accurately entered the forehead of the emperor, who was lying on the ground begging for mercy!
The moment the spell took effect, the emperor's body stiffened abruptly, and his eyes instantly became empty and blank, as if he had lost all his senses.
The thunder outside the hall was even more deafening, and dark clouds pressed down overhead, as if the sky were about to collapse.
Bai Chuan's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in disbelief, "Senior Sister! You..." She actually used the Death Talisman!
Although the Death Talisman, the Soul-Slaying Talisman, and the Unity Curse that Yun Qian used before are all ominous talismans, their natures are completely different. The Soul-Slaying Talisman and the Unity Curse can only be used on the dead, and they consume more of the caster's spiritual power and understanding of the Dao of Talismans.
The Death Talisman requires a special medium to activate; the lower the cultivation level of the person being cursed, the simpler the medium. This talisman can only be used on the living, and the caster's cultivation level must be far higher than the cursed person's for the talisman to take effect. Once the Death Talisman takes effect, the cursed person will become delirious and suffer memory loss. Within seven days, they will bleed from all seven orifices and die, their soul marked with a curse, never to be reborn!
This talisman is a forbidden incantation that truly severs the life force of heaven and earth and cuts off the path of reincarnation.
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