Everyone could see just how powerful the talisman Mu Fusheng was carving at this moment truly was.
Even Ye Qiu Bai and Jiu Bailu, among others, were witnessing for the first time the immense effort Mu Fusheng exerted while engraving a talisman.
His face turned pale, the power of his soul operated at full strength, and at his fingertips, the most refined power of his soul and the Lightning Dao Law were condensed, tracing the intricate and despair-inducing path.
With every stroke, Mu Fusheng groaned softly, his face turning a shade paler. Engraving a forbidden technique talisman consumed not only power but also the Divine Soul Origin, and not a single error was permitted.
With his mental strength highly concentrated, beads of sweat dotted his forehead, yet his fingers remained steady without a tremor.
Dark golden lines gradually appeared in the air, exuding an unsettling ripple.
Dark gold and blood-colored lightning roared continuously around Mu Fusheng!
