Li Chang'an sat cross-legged at his desk, his focus absolute.
He held a Talisman Brush.
Slowly, he painted one intricate pattern after another onto the Talisman Paper.
The entire room was silent, so quiet he could hear his own breathing.
Suddenly.
Li Chang'an's brow furrowed, and he stopped painting.
"It's a failure."
A wisp of green smoke drifted up from the Talisman Paper, and the patterns painted on it slowly lost their Spiritual Energy.
The Spiritual Power dissipated.
It had become a worthless piece of paper!
This attempt was a complete failure; he had only finished less than twenty percent of the Talisman.
'This time, my Magical Power was still difficult to sustain. Although the Profound Water Turtle can lend me power through the Borrowing Technique, its own Magical Power isn't deep enough.'
Li Chang'an stared at the Talisman Paper, silently reflecting on his failure.
In the end, it was still a problem of Magical Power.
