With the decree issued, I twisted the talisman and slapped it onto the large bluestone in front of me.
But in that very instant, the talisman, like a bottomless pit, began to ravenously drain the spiritual energy from my body.
The moment I cast the spell, spiritual energy poured ceaselessly into the talisman.
In the blink of an eye, it had consumed twenty percent of my spiritual energy reserves.
And mind you, I was at the pinnacle of the Xuan Dan realm.
The spiritual energy stored in my dantian had expanded by about twenty percent compared to the mid-stage Xuan Dan.
This mere twenty percent was equivalent to the entire spiritual energy of a mid-stage Soul Palace realm cultivator.
Yet, in an instant, it was depleted.
My heart jolted, a chill of terror even creeping in.
This was merely the act of casting a talisman, and it required such an immense amount of spiritual energy to activate.
Before I could steady my mind, the red talisman flashed, instantly releasing waves of scorching talismanic power.
The aura was searing, surging forward like a tide.
It felt as if I were standing beside a furnace.
Not only I, but even my martial uncle and Old Mo behind me wore expressions of surprise.
Before we could react, a ball of red flame erupted from the red talisman.
Like a demonic fire, it exploded from the talisman with a "boom!"
The terrifying explosive force of the flames directly shattered the large bluestone before me. The flames crackled, surging forward more than three meters.
They caused the surrounding stones to creak and crackle as they heated.
Such an astonishing sight left me speechless.
I had never imagined this talisman would possess such power.
But it was far from over.
The consumed Divine Fire Talisman, amidst the flames, condensed into a phantom image of a talisman.
Within the flames, it emitted a red glow, its runes shimmering.
As these lights appeared, an even more intense aura began to form above our heads.
It was as if a furnace had appeared directly overhead.
We instinctively looked up.
We saw three clusters of fire gradually appearing above us.
The fire sources were about seven to eight meters high, starting as small as fingertips and gradually solidifying and growing, becoming the size of heads in an instant.
The three clusters of fire flickered, much like the three flames above a living person's head.
But the temperature they emitted was terrifyingly scorching.
My skin felt burning hot, as if it would peel off.
As this was my first time using the Divine Fire Talisman, I was unfamiliar with its release characteristics.
All I knew was that it was a fire-attribute Heavenly-tier flame talisman.
Therefore, upon seeing these three clusters of fire, I failed to react promptly.
However, my martial uncle, standing behind me, relying on his extensive experience and knowledge of the martial world, shouted at me:
"Little Qin, retreat quickly!"
With that, he grabbed Old Mo and they both retreated rapidly.
I, too, had finally reacted, sensing the danger.
Those three clusters of fire were talismanic flames, not ordinary mortal fire.
Moreover, these three clusters of fire seemed precarious, as if poised to fall onto the location of the phantom talisman.
If I remained there, I would likely be hit.
Without a moment's hesitation, I turned and ran.
Just as I had run seven hundred meters, the three clusters of fire suddenly flashed with a red light, sending out ripples of red flame.
Immediately after, with three whistling sounds, they plummeted like meteors towards the position of the phantom talisman.
Concurrently, three thunderous explosions of flame erupted.
The three balls of fiery, scarlet flames instantly surged upwards, their flames leaping over seven meters high.
The flame ripples instantly covered a five-meter radius.
Watching the scene unfold, I was utterly stunned.
My martial uncle and Old Mo also looked on in shock, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Only after the flames gradually subsided and disappeared, leaving behind a ground of charred bluestone, grass and wood turned to ash…
My eyes widened, and I gasped.
I had never imagined the power of this Divine Fire Talisman to be so formidable.
And most importantly, this Divine Fire Talisman was not perfectly replicated.
It had only been successfully drawn and imbued with power.
If it were a perfect replication,
Or if the Divine Fire Talisman itself were used directly, what would its power be like?
At this moment, I dared not even imagine.
The power of this talisman had shattered my previous understanding of talismanic might.
Its power was so immense, it felt utterly absurd…
My martial uncle and Old Mo also gasped in astonishment, taking two sharp breaths.
Then, I saw them both simultaneously look at me.
Old Mo, with a trembling voice, stammered:
"Th-this, this is, you drew, drew it?"
"Ah!"
I mechanically, instinctively, replied with a single syllable.
My martial uncle, however, chuckled and said:
"Little Qin, you've hit the jackpot this time. Mastering this talisman technique is akin to acquiring a forbidden spell of the highest order."
Just as the three of us were marveling, a group of unfamiliar voices suddenly erupted from the other side of the pile of rocks.
"Damn, did you see that? There was an explosion over there!"
"Is that stupid film crew setting off explosives over there? Don't they know we're working here?"
"That's a highway over there, what film crew? It must be a natural gas pipeline that exploded!"
"Quick, call the police!"
"..."
Hearing these discussions, I actually found it somewhat amusing.
But my martial uncle urged, "Let's go, we can't be discovered. It'll attract unnecessary trouble!"
With that, my martial uncle turned and led us back.
I glanced at the pile of rocks, now a scorched expanse, and felt a surge of excitement in my heart.
But quickly, I followed my martial uncle and Old Mo, swiftly leaving the area.
After getting into the car, Old Mo drove away rapidly.
In the car, Old Mo said with admiration:
"Old Qin, that Divine Fire Talisman looked incredibly powerful.
In the future, you'll be the Fire King, and I'll be the Thunder King.
With fire and lightning, we'll roam the martial world, eradicating all demons and evils..."
Old Mo began to fantasize.
My martial uncle, hearing this, rolled his eyes.
But he truly acknowledged the power of the Divine Fire Talisman.
He also repeatedly praised my talent.
He even said that talent was something innate.
Those sects and influential figures, the elders and masters, had spent half their lives studying the Divine Fire Talisman without achieving any breakthroughs.
They hadn't even grasped a clue.
Yet, I, from the younger generation, had managed to draw it in less than a month.
If this news were to spread, it would undoubtedly shock a vast portion of the martial world…