The fireball rolled towards them, and the expressions of the three Fusang Yin-Yang Masters shifted slightly, yet their hand movements remained precise and undisturbed. The three of them performed Seal Formations in quick succession, and a gust of fierce wind burst forth from them, causing waves to surge across the blue lake at that moment.
The three Yin-Yang Masters, wearing tall hats, continuously chanted Curse Incantations, their hands forming Dharma Seals, when suddenly there was a loud clang, and a giant talisman appeared.
The talisman was oval, resembling the Bagua, with golden, mysterious runes inscribed on it, looking quite magical.
"This is the Art of Talisman Spell by the Fusang Yin-Yang Masters!" Ye Feng marveled inwardly. The Fusang Yin-Yang Masters might not possess strong flesh bodies, but their Yin-Yang Curse Techniques were incredibly magical, even surpassing those of the Xuanyuan Nation in this regard.
