Chapter 505: The Container of the Ancestral Talisman

In the Niwan Palace, mental power was surging and crashing wildly like a wild horse. The violent force caused the entire space to fall into extreme chaos and turbulence. The soul power halo around Xiao Ling continued to ripple outwards, and even the surrounding space was faintly distorted.

However, Xiao Ling did not lose consciousness for too long. He quickly took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then began to concentrate on trying to control the disordered mental power.

In fact, when he started to condense his natal talisman, he had vaguely anticipated in his heart that with his strong spiritual foundation, breaking the Niwan Palace for the first time would inevitably cause quite a stir. However, he did not expect that the noise would be so huge that it was beyond his expectations.

There was a gleam in Xiao Ling's eyes. He concentrated on mobilizing his consciousness, trying to gather the mental power that was running around.

He first carefully released tiny but extremely condensed strands of mental power, like scattered thin threads, slowly entangling the turbulent mental forces, trying to pull them little by little onto the trajectory he had set.

With Xiao Ling's continuous efforts, the originally violent mental forces seemed to gradually feel his will and began to show signs of obedience, no longer colliding without any order like before.

The overflowing soul power halo gradually converged and no longer spread around as wildly as before, and the sense of spatial distortion also slowly weakened.

But this process was still extremely difficult. Every time Xiao Ling gathered a bit of mental power, it seemed as if he had to exhaust a lot of his energy. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, but the determination in his eyes never faded.

He knew very well that if he could not successfully control these mental powers, not only would all his efforts to condense his natal talisman be in vain, but he might even suffer unpredictable backlash. Therefore, no matter what, he had to grit his teeth and persevere to get this chaotic situation back on track.

Yao Chen and others who were watching all this quietly on the side, their hearts were always in their throats. They stared at Xiao Ling's every move, their hands unconsciously clenched into fists. For a moment, no one spoke, they just hoped that Xiao Ling could stabilize the situation as soon as possible and successfully get through this extremely dangerous stage.

Under Xiao Ling's best efforts to control, the originally chaotic mental power gradually became docile and began to flow slowly according to his wishes. The initial out-of-control situation had been curbed, and as time went on, his condition was getting better and better.

In the originally chaotic Niwan Palace, a strange sense of order was quietly growing.

The soul power halo that was overflowing before seemed to be attracted by something at this moment, and gathered in the direction of Xiao Ling in an orderly manner. The distortion of space became increasingly slight until it returned to normal, with only traces of spiritual power light remaining flickering, as if paving the way for the upcoming critical moment.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Xiao Ling did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately prepared to formally condense his natal talisman.

The rune that had previously floated into his mind began to shine brighter and brighter under Xiao Ling's urging. Mysterious rune powers emanated from it, blending with Xiao Ling's mental power and beginning to play a vital role.

Xiao Ling held his breath and concentrated, guiding his mental power to continuously converge towards the rune. They rotated around the rune in an orderly manner, and continued to condense and compress with the rhythm of the rotation.

Each compression seemed to remove the impurities in the mental power, making it more pure and condensed. The majestic mental power seemed to be kneaded into an invisible vortex, becoming more and more compact.

And the rune, which had been carefully prepared and blessed by the ancestral stone, was like a greedy absorber, continuously absorbing the spiritual power gathered by Xiao Ling. The light became more and more dazzling, as if it would illuminate this spiritual world as bright as day.

With the continuous infusion of mental power, the rune, which originally seemed not completely solid, became more and more substantial. Its outline became clearer, and the light emanating from it became thicker and thicker, appearing extraordinary and mysterious.

Above the rune, mysterious and complex lines seemed to be given life, and began to flow and flicker slowly, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Each line seemed to contain the purest power of rules between heaven and earth, which perfectly matched with the mental power that Xiao Ling poured in, intertwining and penetrating each other, and together pushed the rune to transform into a more complete form.

The runes kept interweaving, endlessly absorbing the spiritual power in Xiao Ling's Niwan Palace. Every bit of spiritual power that flowed in made its own form more complete, and the originally slightly illusory and fuzzy parts gradually became clear and discernible, and the lines of those runes became more and more smooth and natural.

As his mental power was drained away in large quantities, Xiao Ling felt that the speed at which his mental power was dissipating was faster than he could have imagined. An indescribable feeling of fatigue began to spread from the depths of his soul.

He was secretly amazed in his heart that it was so difficult to condense a natal talisman of this level. It was indeed not something that ordinary people could achieve. The degree of consumption alone was enough to discourage most talisman masters.

Fortunately, Xiao Ling had a very strong foundation and had overcome some difficulties in opening up the Niwan Palace. Naturally, the subsequent steps would not be any trouble.

Although this natal talisman is of extremely high quality, for Xiao Ling, relying on his own strong foundation, it is not a difficult task to condense it.

After nearly half an hour, the rune that had been greedily devouring Xiao Ling's spiritual power in the Niwan Palace finally seemed to be full and slowly stopped absorbing spiritual power.

The light around it was no longer flashing and surging as wildly as before, but gradually became stable. The bright light became soft and restrained, as if it had perfectly integrated and digested all the spiritual power it absorbed.

At this moment, Xiao Ling finally showed a gratified smile on his face. He knew that he had successfully condensed this natal talisman, which meant that he had taken an extremely solid and crucial step on the path of becoming a talisman master.

"I have finally condensed this life seal. This feeling is really amazing."

Xiao Ling closed his eyes gently, and carefully sensed the situation inside the Niwan Palace. He felt that this moment was very different from the past. The newly born natal talisman was quietly suspended in it. Then, a smile of relief and expectation appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As the natal talisman was successfully formed, Xiao Ling only felt that he had established an extremely close connection with it, as if the talisman had become a part of his body and even soul, and he could drive it at will with just a thought.

However, the noise caused by the condensation of the talisman was quite loud. There was still some disordered mental power remaining in the Niwan Palace, and the surrounding space was also slightly turbulent, like a messy scene after a storm.

"Next, it's time to clean up the mess."

Xiao Ling was thinking this in his heart, and with a thought, the rune that had just condensed in the Niwan Palace immediately changed its shape, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a bottomless black hole.

The black hole was spinning slowly, carrying a rhythm that seemed to come from the principles of heaven and earth. Every rotation exuded a powerful devouring force, and it couldn't wait to take in all the chaotic mental energies around it.

The spiritual power that was originally running around and wandering in the Niwan Palace, as if receiving some kind of irresistible call, began to slowly approach the direction of the black hole. At first, it was just a few strands, and then more and more, gradually converging into a "stream" of spiritual power, which was continuously absorbed by the black hole. The black hole devoured it like this, and those chaotic spiritual powers were soon absorbed one by one. The Niwan Palace, which was originally a little dim and messy due to the previous turmoil, suddenly felt a little brighter, as if the haze had been cleared away, and a clear and bright atmosphere was revived.

However, to Xiao Ling's surprise, the black hole showed no sign of stopping and continued to absorb Xiao Ling's mental power within the Niwan Palace.

When Xiao Ling noticed this, his eyebrows raised slightly, but he did not panic. He immediately mobilized the remaining mental power in the Niwan Palace, making it rush towards the black hole like a surging tide.

And that black hole was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. It accepted everything and continued to open its mouth wide, continuously swallowing in the incoming spiritual power.

As spiritual power was continuously absorbed in this way, the natal talisman within the Niwan Palace began to undergo miraculous changes.

It first trembled slightly, and the originally soft light around it flickered, as if it was accumulating some kind of power. Then, in Xiao Ling's surprised eyes, circles of strange halos appeared on the body of the natal talisman and began to slowly split.

At first, the natal talisman split into another talisman. The newly appeared talisman was similar to the original talisman in appearance but with slight differences, and it also exuded the same aura of the same origin.

Immediately afterwards, another talisman separated from it, and then this situation continued to happen. The talisman seemed to have infinite power, constantly differentiating and evolving. Every time a talisman split out, the mental power fluctuations around it became stronger.

In this way, in the process of continuously devouring a large amount of mental power, until the eighth natal seal was split out, the black hole seemed to be finally satisfied and slowly stopped the trend of continuing to devour.

And when the eight natal talismans in the Niwan Palace were completely condensed and formed, they, which originally looked the same, suddenly changed.

The eight natal talismans began to rotate slowly and regularly in Xiao Ling's Niwan Palace. The trajectory of the rotation seemed to contain some truth between heaven and earth. It went around and around with a different rhythm.

As the rotation continued, their respective shapes began to change miraculously.

And when these forms were completely transformed, Xiao Ling was shocked to find that the shape formed by each of the eight natal talismans was surprisingly similar to the eight ancestral talismans that Zushi had introduced to him before.

These eight natal talismans, which had transformed into different forms, were spinning faster and faster in the Niwan Palace. They echoed each other, and there seemed to be strands of spiritual power being transmitted and blended between them, together forming an extremely wonderful cycle.

The majestic fluctuations of mental power made Xiao Ling feel clearly that as long as he moved his mind, he could activate these talismans and exert power similar to that of the ancestral talismans.

"Most ordinary talisman masters can only condense five natal talismans, but this time, I have condensed eight." Xiao Ling thought to himself.

"This unusual situation should be related to the special destiny talisman. After all, the process of condensation this time is unique. The foundation of the talisman master is unmatched by other talisman masters, and the special rune is also involved."

Xiao Ling had not anticipated such a situation, and even Zu Shi had never mentioned it to him.

However, when Xiao Ling looked at the eight natal talismans quietly floating in the Niwan Palace, his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

Just by looking at the powerful mental fluctuations they emit and their similarities to the eight ancestral talismans, one can tell that they must be much more powerful than the talismans possessed by ordinary talisman masters.

However, what Xiao Ling didn't know was that this situation had actually been carefully prepared by Zushi in advance.

Although these eight natal talismans now possess some of the power of the ancestral talismans, it would be more accurate to say that they are more like special vessels prepared by the ancestral stone for Xiao Ling, specifically for the eight ancestral talismans.

Zu Shi had already made plans. He knew that Xiao Ling had unlimited potential and might even be able to go to the Tianxuan Continent in the future. That was why he spent a lot of effort to prepare such a natal talisman for Xiao Ling.

They not only have extraordinary effects, but can also serve as containers that carry the power of the eight ancestral talismans. When the right time comes, they can play a vital role.

"It seems that Xiao Ling has succeeded and has now become a genuine Talisman Master. Judging from the situation, he should be only one step away from becoming a Heavenly Talisman Master."

Realizing Xiao Ling's situation, Xiao Diao couldn't help but speak, his words were full of relief and joy, and there was a different kind of brilliance shining in his narrow eyes.

When the others heard Xiao Diao's words, they all turned their gazes towards where Xiao Ling was again, with a look of approval in their eyes.

Medusa's originally frowned brows finally relaxed, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her cold and beautiful face now showed a little more ease.

"In that case, then we don't need to keep an eye on Xiao Ling here. Next, he should practice for a while to fully develop his mental power and reach the highest level of talisman master that he can achieve now." Yao Chen stroked his chin and said with a chuckle.

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, displayed their skills, and left.

"My dear disciple, are you ready for the Dou Zun breakthrough? Do you need some help from your master?"

Seeing Qinglin was about to leave after paying his respects, Yao Chen suddenly spoke.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. But I'm already prepared, so please don't worry about me." Qinglin chuckled and shook his head, his face full of confidence.

Yao Chen heard this, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "In this case, I will not ask any more questions. You can go to retreat and practice with peace of mind. I believe that the next time you meet again, both of you will have undergone earth-shaking changes..." (End of this chapter)