Now I possess the Mythic DaLuo cultivation method, but succeeding in it will not be easy. Fortunately, I have the system; otherwise, relying solely on myself, it would probably be impossible to succeed in this lifetime.
"System, what kind of constitution is the Mythic Holy Talisman Body?"
[Host, the Mythic Holy Talisman Body can accommodate billions of divine talismans, and it is also the foundational constitution for cultivating the Mythic DaLuo method.]
[However, this constitution is different from ordinary Mythic DaLuo constitutions. Not only can it accommodate billions of divine talismans, but it can also grant immunity to the damage of any talismans.]
[Of course, if the Host directly integrates the Mythic Holy Talisman Body, you will be able to freely use any talismans, and you can also bypass the process of condensing Primordial Qi, because the Mythic Holy Talisman Body itself is a form of Primordial Qi constitution.]
Upon hearing the system's explanation, Ling Wudao immediately wore an expression of wild joy.
"That being the case, if I directly integrate the Mythic Holy Talisman Body, wouldn't I be able to reach Early Refining Essence into Qi right away?"
[Yes, Host!]
[Host, do you wish to integrate the Mythic Holy Talisman Body now?]
"Integrate!"
As soon as Ling Wudao finished speaking, a stream of seven-colored light directly enveloped him. Not knowing how much time had passed, the seven-colored light gradually dissipated.
When the light completely faded, Ling Wudao felt as though he possessed an inexhaustible amount of strength. Not only that, but even his understanding of heaven and earth had become much clearer.
"System, now that I have the Mythic Holy Talisman Body, I should be able to cultivate the Mythic Talisman Cultivation Record, right?"
[Naturally you can, but the system reminds the Host: while cultivating the technique, do not forget to create or condense talismans. Only when this system increases in level can you acquire higher-tier talismans.]
"Understood. You can withdraw for now; I will look for you if there is an issue."
Dismissing the system, Ling Wudao eagerly wanted to cultivate the technique, but thinking that practicing inside a dilapidated stone hut would easily make him vulnerable to disturbance, he decided to find a good place for cultivation.
Stepping out of the stone hut, Ling Wudao observed the surrounding environment and began searching for a place with dense spiritual energy.
Although he had not yet begun cultivating, the Mythic Holy Talisman Body allowed him to see the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Soon, Ling Wudao locked his gaze onto a massive mountain.
Looking at the incomparably giant peak before him, Ling Wudao thought of Shouyang Mountain, the ancestral homeland of the Human Race.
This peak should undoubtedly be Shouyang Mountain. Although the Three Pure Ones have already split up, fortunately Taiqing has not yet claimed Shouyang Mountain. If I claim it now, Taiqing will probably be driven to tears of frustration later, hehe!
At this thought, Ling Wudao immediately walked toward Shouyang Mountain.
After more than three hours of travel, he finally reached the summit. Ordinarily, with his mortal physical body, it might not have even taken ten years to reach the peak, but because the system had bestowed upon him the Mythic Holy Talisman Body, he was able to reach the summit so quickly.
Ling Wudao looked around and found that the spiritual energy here was dozens of times denser than at the base of the mountain. If he cultivated here, he would soon break through to Mid Refining Essence into Qi.
"This place is simply an exceptional sanctuary for cultivation. Once I cultivate the technique, I will build my own Daoist sanctuary here."
With those words, Ling Wudao sat down cross-legged, then tossed a Spirit-Gathering Talisman into the void, causing the spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles to begin gathering toward Shouyang.
Seeing this, Ling Wudao closed his eyes and began cultivating the Mythic Talisman Cultivation Record.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Ling Wudao slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura instantly erupted from within his body.
The immense pressure caused the surrounding void to faintly distort. After retracting his aura, Ling Wudao could not help laughing heartily.
"I've finally broken through! Now, even facing a Peak Quasi-Sage, I have the strength to put up a fight."
Just as he was rejoicing, the void suddenly darkened, countless flashes of lightning flickered across the sky, and two figures slowly appeared in the air.
One had a majestic appearance, wore a golden crown, and had a fiery-red longsword belted at his waist. The other looked relatively younger and held a quaint little bell.
Dijun and Taiyi! Why would they appear here? Could it be that the human tribulation has begun? Damn it, I must absolutely not let them use human flesh and blood to forge the Slaughterer of Witches Sword.
At this thought, Ling Wudao immediately flew down the mountain.
When he reached the base, he realized he had arrived a step too late; a large number of the Monster Clan had already forced their way into the human tribe's village.
Witnessing this, Ling Wudao had no time for further thought and flew with all his might toward the human settlement.
However, just as he was about to approach the village, wave after wave of shrill, miserable shrieks continuously pierced his ears, instantly pushing his fury to the absolute limit.
Having inherited the memories and body of the original owner, he felt a deep emotional attachment to his clansmen in the village. After all, they had always taken great care of him in the past, sharing whatever food they had with him. Hearing their miserable cries now, how could he not be furious?
Glaring at the horde of monsters within the village, Ling Wudao roared, "Damned Monster Clan, you all deserve to die!"
As his voice fell, Ling Wudao flung his hands wide, and a massive number of crimson talismans appeared in the void. With a wave of his hands, the countless talismans flew directly toward the horde of monsters.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
A series of explosions rang out, and the monsters inside the village were instantly blasted into ashes by the red explosive talismans.
Fighting his way to the center of the village, he discovered that the Three Ancestors were surrounded by dozens of Great Demons, all of whom possessed the strength of an Early Daluo Golden Immortal.
Just as he was preparing to make a move to save the Three Ancestors, the clansmen below knelt on the ground and began calling out the names of Nuwa and Taiqing.
Hearing his clansmen implore Nuwa and Taiqing, Ling Wudao grew instantly furious.
What is the use of begging Taiqing and Nuwa at a time like this? Their absence already signifies their tacit approval of the Monster Clan's actions. Begging them now is utterly useless.
Screw it, I'll save the Three Ancestors first.
With that thought, Ling Wudao summoned a Spatial Talisman and crushed it.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, Ling Wudao's figure vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already by the side of the Three Ancestors.
Immediately afterward, he rapidly cast over a dozen silver explosive talismans.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The explosive talismans swiftly flew toward the dozen Great Demons.
Seeing the talismans flying at them, the dozen Great Demons each wore expressions of utter contempt.
One of the Great Demons sneered, "Brat, this kind of trash talisman is useless against us. Go on and obediently accept your death!"
With that, he directly raised his hand to grab the incoming talismans.
Seeing the other party foolishly trying to grab the explosive talismans, Ling Wudao immediately produced another Spatial Talisman and teleported away with the three human ancestors.
"Boom!"
A succession of explosions resounded across the void, and the dozen Daluo Golden Immortal Great Demons were instantly swallowed by the blast. When the explosions gradually subsided, their figures were completely gone from the sky.