Chapter 1298 - Four Symbols Immortal Talisman
After Liu Wuxie cleared a path, he flashed into the distance without hesitation and vanished over the horizon like a comet. No one expected such speed, and even high-level experts of the Primal Origin Realm couldn't catch him.
Yi Shuifeng recalled the Storm-Breaking Spear, his expression turning grim as Liu Wuxie escaped right under his nose. Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie found the entrance to the next pocket dimension and disappeared.
"Spread the word at once! Even if Liu Wuxie escaped to other pocket dimensions, he won't survive easily!" someone said. A cultivator drew a Communication Talisman and sent the news outward.
After all, people could easily identify Liu Wuxie because he had cultivated at the sixth level of the Origin Conversion Realm. Even if he disguised his appearance, he couldn't mask his cultivation unless he reached the higher levels of the Origin Conversion Realm. There were no treasures in the ancestral talisman, only a large number of runes; nothing here could increase his cultivation.
He passed through the entrance to the next pocket dimension and felt as if he were stepping on clouds while snow fell over the world. Everything lay beneath a white blanket, and a spectacular wintry landscape unfolded before him.
"Interesting to find a snowy landscape within the Fire Ancestral Talisman. It looks like Emperor Haoyuan isn't simple," Liu Wuxie murmured. Many of the pocket dimensions in this ancestral talisman did not form naturally; the owner refined them and infused them with his own elements.
He swept his gaze around to ensure no one stood nearby, then slowed. The cultivators in this dimension shouldn't know he had collected dozens of runes yet.
"My priority is to forge a powerful profound talisman. It won't be long before the elites of Grand Unity City form an alliance against me," he murmured. Time was short.
He had to craft the profound talisman so he could at least escape if a massed siege closed in. Setting up a spiritual array wouldn't work; they would be on guard against it. He fixed his eyes on a distant snowy mountain and headed that way. The mountain was vast, with several cultivators roaming its slopes, and he avoided them as best he could.
Behind a large boulder, he hid safely from prying eyes, took out array flags, and planted them around the site. Crafting the profound talisman would take time, and he couldn't afford interruption. He intended to make the process flawless.
Dozens of runes hovered before him, each with a different attribute. If he wanted to merge them perfectly, it wouldn't be easy. He closed his eyes, comprehended in silence, and used the Heavenly Dao Book to begin his analysis.
Time slipped by. Fifteen minutes later, his eyes snapped open. He had the answer he wanted.