Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

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"Do you have any other trump cards?"

After dealing with that mid-grade Spiritual Artifact named Innocence,

Luo Changfeng once again shifted his gaze to Guan Wuchang, the elder ancestor of the Guan Family standing before him.

At this moment, Guan Wuchang’s complexion was gradually becoming uglier.

Whether it was that mysterious dark red ring,

or Luo Changfeng standing before him, whose cultivation was at the Blood Cultivation Late Stage,

it seemed he was completely overwhelmed.

Now, he found himself in a difficult position, unable to advance or retreat.

Moreover, what Guan Wuchang desperately wanted to criticize in his heart was,

my god, a Blood Cultivation Late Stage,

pretending to be at the Initial Realm?

If you had directly revealed the aura of your Blood Cultivation Late Stage, would I have obstructed your path?

Of course not.

The Heritage Secret Realm was indeed rare and uncommon,

but compared to one’s own life, the latter is obviously more important.

In this world of spiritual cultivation, every step forward comes with countless hardships and dangers.

For this ancestor of the Guan Family to have transformed from an ordinary person to a cultivator at the Intermediate Stage of Blood Cultivation was no easy feat!

"Your strength is truly formidable,"

"But in the world of cultivation, it’s not all about personal strength..." Continue your adventure with empire

After taking a deep breath, Guan Wuchang slowly exhaled.

Then, he waved his hand

and took out about a hundred talismans from the storage bag at his waist.

These talismans were mostly of the finest mundane level.

In fact, in addition to those, among these hundred or so talismans, there were about ten of Yellow Grade lower quality.

As Qi-Blood Force was poured into these talismans

and they began to float mid-air,

an extremely hot aura suddenly assaulted Luo Changfeng.

Handful after handful of hot and incredibly volatile flames

would occasionally appear beside Guan Wuchang.

These hundred Flame Talismans were Guan Wuchang’s last resort.

The source of these talismans was not from purchase

but something he acquired from a Heritage Secret Realm he had once stumbled upon.

A major reason he could progress from an ordinary person to the Intermediate Stage of Blood Cultivation

was precisely because of that Heritage Secret Realm he had inadvertently entered.

This was also why he valued the Heritage Secret Realm outside Birch City so much,

even saying that it might very well change the fate of the Guan Family.

"In the world of cultivation, personal strength does not dictate everything,"

"Do you see those talismans above my head?"

"These talismans are called Flame Talismans,"

"They can summon the most volatile and scorching flames between heaven and earth," n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Although I’m no match for the power of the Blood Cultivation Late Stage,

if added to these hundred Flame Talismans, what do you think your end will be?"

...

As the hundred Flame Talismans gradually hovered above Guan Wuchang,

and bit by bit, their power was released,

Luo Changfeng and the Carefree Monk, who stood beside him,

fell into a brief silence.

Just when Guan Wuchang thought the situation was under his control and that he would have the last laugh,

Luo Changfeng suddenly waved his hand and took out stacks upon stacks of talismans from the storage bag, almost all of the finest mundane level.

Among these talismans were Cooling Charms, Rain Seeking Talismans, Blood Prison Talismans, and Thunderstrike Talismans.

Their number was so great they could blot out the sun.

And as these talismans began to float in mid-air, gradually releasing their inherent power,

an extreme and terrifying force instantly surged towards Guan Wuchang in front of him.

"What you said is indeed correct,"

"In the world of cultivation, one’s own strength can’t determine everything,"

"Like Spiritual Artifacts and talismans, these can change the outcome of a battle,"

"So..."

Luo Changfeng said, pausing, then proceeded to step toward Guan Wuchang, who seemed somewhat dumbfounded.

When he got close enough,

he spoke softly to Guan Wuchang: "So, what do you think your end will be???"

Luo Changfeng looked at Guan Wuchang, repeating the words he had said to himself.

"How, how is this possible..."

It was only now that Guan Wuchang came back to his senses.

He looked at the vast number of talismans in the void that seemed to cover the whole sky.

His eyes widened,

and his pupils suddenly constricted.

If his confidence came from those hundred Flame Talismans that had stolen the power and authority of heaven and earth,

then now,

compared with Luo Changfeng,

his trump card seemed so insignificant, so pitiful and weak.

"Who, who exactly are you?"

Guan Wuchang stared intently at Luo Changfeng, as if he still wanted to say something.

But he had no chance.

"It’s over..."

Luo Changfeng’s right hand slowly lifted and reached out towards Guan Wuchang.

Guan Wuchang’s eyes widened, a myriad of thoughts flickering within them.

In his mind, numerous ideas began to surface.

He wanted to resist, to survive,

to use any means to escape from this place.

Yet, under the suppression of the multitude of talismans,

all his actions appeared utterly ridiculous in the eyes of Luo Changfeng and the Carefree Monk.

[Boom!]

[Boom boom!]

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