"[Suppressing Talisman]?"
Within the divine light in Daoist Qingya's hand emerged a [Suppressing Talisman], which took Qi Xiu by surprise.
His [Suppressing Talisman] was not an ordinary talisman script.
It was a divine marvel skill evolved from his mastery.
Even if others imitated the traces of the talisman, they couldn't imbue it with miraculous effects.
Nor could they utilize it.
Thus, seeing Daoist Qingya being able to wield a [Suppressing Talisman] left him quite astonished.
"It's considered a replica of your talisman, with only about fifty percent effectiveness."
With a mild explanation, Daoist Qingya flicked his fingers, and the cyan-gold talisman suddenly flew towards Qi Xiu.
Raising his hand to grasp this talisman, which bore an uncanny resemblance to his [Suppressing Talisman], Qi Xiu slightly felt it.
Indeed, as Daoist Qingya said, although this talisman was similar to his Suppressing Talisman,
the miraculous power contained within was vastly different.
