Although it was only a fragment of a Primordial Soul, the help it gave Song Wanníng was significant.
Fifteen minutes later, she had completely absorbed it. Her divine sense swiftly expanded and retracted, a faint smile curling at the corner of her lips.
Now, purely in terms of spiritual power, she could rival cultivators in the late Unity stage.
The only limitation was her low cultivation level.
However, void talisman drawing could greatly close that gap. She moved her mind, and in the next moment, an ice-fire talisman appeared out of thin air, flickering with dual-colored light in midair.
Looking closely, its power was clearly stronger than before.
Satisfied, Song Wanníng dispersed the runes. Now that she had the inheritance, she did not hurry to leave. If she left, the palace would vanish, and all cultivators inside would be exposed.
That would put her and Baili Shang in danger.
For now, she had to comprehend the few mysterious runes in the book first.
…
"Pff—"
In another room, Huo Jinchuan suddenly spat blood, his face turning pale instantly. His head throbbed like it was being pierced by needles.
This was a sign his spiritual power had been completely drained. He had to stop, irritation flashing in his eyes alongside a rising panic. For some reason, a sudden unease gripped him, as if something precious had slipped away.
"Could it be..."
Huo Jinchuan clenched his fist, his aura stalling sharply. Then an astonishing murderous intent flared in his eyes. The talisman path inheritance was clearly his. He had triggered the Immortal Palace, and he had outstanding talent. How could anyone be better than him?
This was unfair!
So unfair!
He coughed up another mouthful of blood, a cold ruthlessness passing over his face.
But he quickly calmed down. If the inheritance had truly been stolen, he had to consider how to survive. After all, with this much noise, Huo Yang would surely come. He narrowed his eyes and quickly thought of countermeasures. If all else failed, he could summon that insect again, but too many times risked being discovered by Huo Yang.
Then his plan would fail.
Huo Jinchuan frowned, realizing no option favored him. If worse came to worst, he could rely on the Huo family to hold off Huo Yang temporarily. After all, Huo Yang would have no reason to attack him openly in front of the family elders.
The plan to revive his mother was a secret. Huo Yang definitely didn't want it exposed.
That was his chance!
Resolving himself, Huo Jinchuan sped up his comprehension. Every bit of knowledge he gained now was precious. He had to be ready to be teleported out at any moment.
…
Another half year passed, and the crowd remained trapped inside the Immortal Palace. Some cultivators with no talent were growing restless. They tried to break through the rooms to search for treasures, but no matter what, they could not leave.
Their tempers began to flare.
Then, when everyone had lost hope, suddenly the ground trembled violently.
Everyone was shocked, and the next moment felt their bodies thrown upward.
In the blink of an eye, they were teleported out of the Immortal Palace and flew high into the air.
They quickly stabilized themselves, watching as the Immortal Palace became a streak of light shooting into the clouds, vanishing without a trace.
Song Wanníng steadied herself and immediately began searching for Baili Shang. He was also searching for her. Soon their eyes met. Almost at the same moment, they wordlessly fled westward. Her clones, mixed among the crowd, immediately followed.
Meanwhile, Huo Jinchuan fled east without looking back, thinking to have Song Wanníng and Baili Shang draw the enemy's attention and lead Huo Yang and the others away.
But Huo Yang and his group had long prepared for this. Without hesitation, they split up and pursued both directions. Especially since many Huo family disciples had arrived. With their numbers, no one could escape.
So the crowd watched as the Huo family members split paths and chased after different targets.
"That… isn't that Huo Jinchuan? Why are the family elders chasing him?"
"Yes, those two must be the recently wanted ones from the Huo family, but why is Huo Jinchuan being hunted too?"
"And judging by that murderous aura, this is no joke…"
The onlooking cultivators doubted their own eyes.
But Huo Jinchuan, as the Patriarch's son, was famous since childhood. Few in the Central Domain did not know him.
Now, he was truly being hunted.
Huo Yang hesitated for just a moment before deciding to chase after Song Wanníng and Baili Shang.
Their combat power was far stronger than Huo Jinchuan's, and he feared other elders might be tricked or injured.
But before he got close, a terrifying scene unfolded.
A Huo family Divine Soul stage cultivator had caught up to Song Wanníng and Baili Shang and launched a fierce attack.
But at that moment, Song Wanníng suddenly raised her hand and waved it.
In the next second, a strange talisman rune flashed into existence.
"Go!"
In only a breath, it struck the Huo family Divine Soul cultivator head-on. There was no explosion or strong shock as expected. But everyone's pupils shrank in disbelief, as if seeing a ghost. Because the Huo family cultivator rapidly aged at the speed of light. His skin withered and wrinkled, and his once-black hair turned completely white. More terrifying, his bone age, originally over 400 years, instantly shot past 900 years!
"Ah—!"
The surrounding crowd was stunned. Even Huo Yang stopped his pursuit, shocked. Baili Shang's brow twitched violently, looking at Song Wanníng in disbelief.
Void talisman drawing?
Time attribute?
How did she do that?
There are several attributes in the world: the five basic ones—metal, wood, water, fire, earth—and others like ice, thunder, wind…
Beyond those, there are difficult-to-comprehend attributes like time, space, and life and death.
Once mastered, their killing power is immense.
Song Wanníng's move was clearly time attribute, forcing the Huo family cultivator to experience more than five centuries in an instant. Even her allies found this terrifying.
"Heavens, what kind of beast technique is this?"
"What exactly did she do to make him age instantly?"
The onlookers' expressions turned fearful, their gazes wary, as if watching something unholy.
The struck cultivator stumbled backward, falling from midair and clutching his face in horror.
"What… what's happening to me? Why am I like this? My bone age… why have I aged?"
He looked at Huo Yang helplessly and with pleading eyes. Once a young prodigy, he had lost five centuries of lifespan in an instant. Who knew if he'd ever have a chance to advance to Unity stage?
This was undoubtedly a ruin to his Immortal path.
"You must have a way to restore me, right?"
The Divine Soul cultivator glared at Song Wanníng with bloodshot eyes, his gaze vicious.