"Chirp!" Then, he took out an iron box and took out a jet-black talisman pen from it.
The talisman was short, yet it was imbued with the aura of the Vermilion Bird.
This is a precious weapon called a talisman brush.
This talisman pen was left behind by the ancient Vermilion Bird. Although it is incomplete, it still contains profound mysteries.
"Vermilion Bird Burns the Heavens!" Jiang Wangmou held a talisman brush and wrote four characters in the void.
Instantly, the ancestral essence within his body was frantically poured into the talisman brush.
Buzz!
Instantly, the talisman pen trembled and released a blazing fire.
Then, with a stroke of the talisman brush, a wisp of Vermilion Bird aura swirled around the brush handle, making it appear as if a Vermilion Bird had been reborn from the ashes.
A burst of scorching light erupted, distorting the void itself. It swept across all directions, causing the nearby mountains to tremble.
“This is…” In the distance, some beasts and birds sensed this fluctuation and were all terrified.
This is the aura of our ancestors.
A giant eagle circled in the void, its eyes filled with apprehension.
These are their ancestors, who once followed a sovereign in conquering all directions.
The Jiang clan today is such a large race.
In the Southern Wilderness, many races have come under the rule of the Jiang clan.
"This Vermilion Bird bloodline is actually comparable to that of an ancient ancestor. If it grows up, wouldn't it be comparable to a quasi-Tongtian Realm cultivator?"
On the distant mountain peaks, the birds stared in awe at the talisman pen floating in the void.
"Hehe, I'll take this Vermilion Bird egg." After a slight surprise, Jiang Wang's eyes flashed with satisfaction.
He reached out and reached out to grab the little Vermilion Bird in front of him.
With a single stroke of the talisman brush, the void was cleaved open, the runes flickering and evolving into a crack.
The crack spread out, threatening to devour the little Vermilion Bird.
The little Vermilion Bird quickly burned its own source power, activating the power of the phoenix bloodline within its body.
"Chirp—" it cried out, trying to break free from the runes' restraints.
Unfortunately, the space created by the runes was too powerful, directly imprisoning the void and causing the Vermilion Bird's cry to be gradually pulled into the rune space.
"Haha, let's see where you run now." Upon seeing this, Jiang Wang burst into laughter.
The Vermilion Bird's bloodline power is very pure, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.
He reached out his large hand, enveloping the rune space, intending to capture the little Vermilion Bird.
Awoo!
Just then, the sounds of tigers roaring and dragons howling suddenly rang out in the distance.
"Who?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang's eyes showed a look of vigilance, and he looked in the direction of the voice.
Suddenly, a purple-winged lion charged in.
"You beast, you're asking for death!" Jiang Wang sneered, and with a flick of his right hand, a stone mirror appeared.
Then, the stone mirror shone brightly, and a series of runes descended, covering all directions.
Bang!
The Purple-Winged Lion King slammed down with its claw, shattering the light barrier.
At the same time, it leaped up and pounced forward.
It opened its mouth and spat out a torrent of lightning.
The lightning was as thick as a python, its momentum fierce, rolling away like a sea of thunder.
"A mere cultivator at the fifth level of the Golden Core stage dares to contend with me?" Upon seeing this, Jiang Wang's lips curled into a smile, his eyes filled with disdain.
Then, he reached out with his left hand, which transformed into a giant hand of true qi.
Bang!
The giant hand pushed horizontally, colliding with the bolts of lightning, causing the void to crack.
"Huh, that lion has actually reached the peak of the Golden Core stage." Upon seeing this, Jiang Wang couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Spirit beasts at the Golden Core Perfection level are extremely rare in the Southern Wilderness.
Over the years, only top-tier sects have been able to cultivate such beings; ordinary people have found it extremely difficult to locate such spirit beasts.
"This is getting interesting," Jiang Wang said with a smile.
He strode forward, heading straight into the thunder.
Pfft!
In the blink of an eye, the two giant hands clashed thousands of times.
With each clash, blood splattered from Jiang Wang's arm.
"How can I, a member of the prestigious Jiang family, contend with a spirit beast at the fifth level of the Golden Core realm?" he thought to himself, then his figure flashed, avoiding the lightning tribulation.
Bang!
Then, he threw a punch, sending the lion's head flying.
Pfft!
Blood gushed out; the purple-winged lion was wounded.
"Is this the most outstanding genius in the Southern Wilderness? Truly extraordinary." Seeing Jiang Wang make his move, the Purple Winged Lion King couldn't help but sigh.
Over the years, it has undergone many trials and tribulations, but it has only reached the fifth level of the Golden Core stage!
"With this kind of strength, you dare to call yourself a genius?" Jiang Wang sneered, then attacked again, "Since you've come to die, I'll grant your wish."
Having said that, he opened his large hand and condensed a giant seal, which crashed down like a meteor, carrying destructive power.
"I have the Vermilion Bird bloodline, what can you do to me?" Upon seeing this, the Purple-Winged Lion was taken aback.
Because it sensed danger beneath this giant seal.
Bang!
When the giant seal crashed down, it struggled to resist.
As a result, it was crushed.
puff!
The purple-winged lion was pierced.
It screamed and fell into the abyss, nearly dying.
"Heh, how could you, a lowly purple-winged lion, know the majesty of the Vermilion Bird Clan?" Jiang Wang looked down at the sky, a sinister smile curving his lips. Then, he flicked his finger, sending out a sword beam that pierced through the purple-winged lion's head.
The purple-winged lion fell, its blood staining the sky, a shocking sight.
“This…” Jiang Wang’s eyes flashed, and he murmured, “This Vermilion Bird bloodline is quite good. I can use it to cleanse my physical body.”
After saying that, he put the body away.
As for the other storage bag, it was thrown into the distant void, as if it were a reward for his prey.
Then, Jiang Wang surveyed the surroundings with disdain and said coldly, "Why aren't you getting lost?"
"Go." Upon hearing these words, the nearby demon wolves immediately turned and fled, not daring to linger.
Jiang Wang's strength exceeded their expectations, and they were unwilling to provoke this terrifying young man.
"Heh, a bunch of ants." Jiang Wang chuckled, then raised his hand and unleashed a wave of light patterns that seemed to seal off the void and imprison all directions, slowing down the demon wolves. In the end, they were all engulfed by the light patterns.
"How dare you desecrate the goddess of my clan?" Jiang Wang's eyes were disdainful and cold. He reached out and grabbed the storage ring, ready to leave.
But at that moment, a ripple appeared in the void.
Whoosh!
A huge bronze cauldron appeared, with blue flames surging within it.
These flames transformed into fire dragons, which lunged at Jiang Wang.
This is an unusual phenomenon derived from the Kunpeng Breathing Technique.
As this strange phenomenon appeared, the void shattered, and the vast aftershocks raged out, engulfing Jiang Wang.
"What kind of flame is this? It's so powerful!" Jiang Wang's eyes showed surprise. This flame gave him an extremely dangerous aura.
"Hmph, you think you can stop me with this little bit of attack?"
"Heavenly Profound Seal!" Jiang Wang shouted, and a phantom appeared behind him. He flipped his palm and condensed a rune.
The rune flashed and then pressed down on the fire dragon in front of it.
This is a magic seal, imprinted with various runes, containing immense power of heaven and earth.
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