Transform into ancestral tablets and create a supreme immortal clan.

Shen Muge's eyes burned brightly, showing no fear whatsoever, only boundless excitement and fighting spirit.

Without dodging or flinching, he suddenly tossed the "Heavenly Needle" talisman into the air!

The spiritual energy within his body surged into the talisman at an unprecedented speed.

With his other hand, he swiftly opened the jade bottle at his waist, and a drop of millennia-old spiritual milk melted into his mouth at the same time.

"Buzz—!"

The cyan jade talisman suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at!

The talisman materialized, and countless fine, hair-like, yet gleaming, cyan light needles appeared out of thin air.

This time, the scale was even greater, stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and creating a series of fierce energy storms.

These fine blue needles, which started as just the tip of a needle, instantly filled the sky, like a reversed blue rainstorm, or a giant needle flower blooming on the edge of death!

Before the needle even arrived, the terrifying aura that could break through defenses and devour souls had already spread out.

The closest sword-light dragons let out uneasy hisses, and the sword energy wrapped around them showed slight signs of dissipation!

"go!"

Shen Muge pointed to one point.

boom!

The blue needle-like raindrops stirred.

There was no grand scale, only a chilling, minute whistling sound that pierced the air, which converged into a destructive torrent that surged upwards against the heavens and crashed head-on into the six menacing, clawing sword-light dragons that were pouncing down!

Hiss hiss hiss hiss—!

A sudden burst of intense, teeth-grinding, piercing, and annihilating sounds erupted!

The earth-shattering collision that was imagined did not occur; instead, a more chilling scene unfolded.

The awe-inspiring sword-light dragon, the moment it was touched by the rain of cyan needles, the brilliant sword light on its body melted and dimmed as quickly as ice and snow under the blazing sun!

Countless cyan light needles pierced into the sword light, frantically destroying its structure and devouring its spiritual power.

One, two, three... The sword-light dragon became riddled with holes at a visible speed, emitting mournful cries, its form rapidly collapsing and dissipating!

"What?!"

"This... could this be the power of a talisman? It's comparable to a full-force attack from a Golden Core cultivator."

"But the power of this talisman is too strong."

……

Not only were Gu Hanjiang and the five elders of the Gu family horrified, but the cultivators from various aristocratic families who were watching and peeping in the distance were also instantly speechless, their eyes wide open, almost unable to believe what they were seeing.

They ultimately underestimated the power of this talisman.

When did the power of a talisman become so immense?

The scene they had envisioned—the Shen family being utterly crushed—did not occur. Instead, they witnessed this mind-blowing moment.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Gu Hanjiang's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was shaken so violently that his control over the sword formation scroll was momentarily sluggish.

He stared intently at the jade talisman in Shen Muge's hand, whose blue light was gradually receding, and then looked at Shen Muge's aura, which was clearly only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

A feeling of utter absurdity welled up inside me, which then transformed into a deeper sense of horror and greed.

"A top-grade talisman? No, even ordinary top-grade talismans don't possess such power!"

Could it be a treasure from the Shen family's Floating Firefly Vault?

Shen Muge didn't bother to answer.

His face turned slightly pale. He had been continuously activating the Heavenly Light Divine Needle Talisman. Even with the replenishment of millennium spiritual milk, it was still a huge burden on his soul and meridians.

But the evil light in his eyes intensified, and he swallowed another drop of spiritual milk, changing the hand seals.

The remaining blue needle rain in the air suddenly receded, no longer attacking in a scattered manner, but instead converging into three incredibly solid, spiraling streams of blue drill-like needles, emitting a piercing shriek.

With even more terrifying speed and penetrating power, it fiercely pierced the sword formation scroll itself, as well as Gu Hanjiang and the late Foundation Establishment elder closest to him!

"Not good! Change formation immediately! Defend with all your might!" the elder, who was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, shouted in alarm.

But it was too late.

Shen Muge brought out the full potential of the Heavenly Needle's properties—specifically, it could break through defenses and exploit any openings!

"puff!"

"Snap!"

The condensed needle stream struck first the heavy bronze shield hastily conjured by the late-stage Foundation Establishment elder.

The top-grade defensive artifact, capable of withstanding several attacks from a Great Perfection cultivator, developed a smooth hole at the point where it was struck by the cyan needle stream, as fragile as glass.

The needle-like stream pierced through the shield, its momentum undiminished, instantly penetrating the elder's protective aura and leaving a bowl-sized hole in his chest, allowing light to pass through from front to back!

Before the elder could even let out a scream, the life in his eyes vanished instantly, and his body fell from the sky.

Another stream of needles slammed into the edge of the sword formation scroll.

The scroll flashed with light and let out a painful cry. A tiny gap was torn open at the edge, and the operation of the entire sword formation suddenly stopped. The remaining sword light dragons dimmed rapidly and became almost transparent.

The last stream of needles aimed straight at the face of the ancient cold river!

Gu Hanjiang was terrified and no longer cared about saving face or greed. He roared and crushed a life-saving jade pendant on his body, while his body retreated wildly.

A layer of pale golden light instantly enveloped him.

"laugh--!"

The stream of cyan needles struck the golden light shield, causing it to ripple violently and shatter after only a moment.

Although the needle flow was weakened by more than half, dozens of fine needles still managed to penetrate through.

Gu Hanjiang screamed in agony as countless tiny bloody holes shot out from half of his face, neck, and arm. He was enveloped in a bloody mist and flew backward in a sorry state, his breath rapidly weakening.

"Go! Go now!" Gu Hanjiang roared hoarsely, his voice filled with boundless fear and lingering dread.

He dared not linger any longer, nor even look at Shen Muge and Shen Shichu. He transformed into a crooked streak of blood-red light and fled madly into the distance.

The remaining four elders of the ancient family were even more terrified and dared not fight any longer. They hurriedly retrieved the Six Dragons Locking Spirit Sword Formation scroll, which was dim and badly damaged.

He helped up another seriously injured and dying companion, and without looking back, he followed Gu Hanjiang in a hasty escape. He came with great momentum, but left in a sorry state, like a stray dog.

There was a hint of resentment in Shen Muge's eyes as she realized she hadn't been able to keep all of them.

But he was already exhausted and truly had no strength left to activate the talisman again.

Outside the Shen family's mountain gate, the sword energy dissipated, and the dragon's roar ceased.

Only the shattered protective array's light barrier was slowly repairing itself, and the lingering chilling intent and faint smell of blood remained in the air.

A dead silence.

In the distant mountains, forests, and valleys, all the escaping lights that had been watching and spying froze, and a long silence appeared in the communication of divine thoughts.

Every hidden cultivator, whether from the Cao family, the Li family, the Wang family, or other observing forces, was experiencing a tremendous surge of emotions.

What did they see?

The Gu family used the renowned Six Dragons Locking Spirit Sword Formation Scroll, with five Foundation Establishment mid-stage or higher cultivators joining forces.

However, he was defeated head-on by a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Shen family, who used a strange talisman with heaven-defying power!

One person died and several were injured. Gu Hanjiang himself was seriously injured and fled. The sword formation scroll was damaged!