In the Earth Fire Chamber, Zhao Zuo refilled his Spirit Pen with Spirit Ink.
With all his preliminary preparations complete, he meticulously washed his hands with Clear Water. Gripping the Spirit Pen, Zhao Zuo stood before the Earth Fire Furnace, his heart calm and free of hesitation.
Zhao Zuo immediately put pen to surface and began drawing the Spirit Patterns. His strokes were as natural and smooth as flowing water, yet as wild as dancing dragons and snakes. Ten strokes, twenty, twenty-five, thirty... all the way to forty.
His Mana flowed smoothly and evenly, without the slightest ripple. The process was so flawless it was as if he had divine assistance.
'This step is a success!'
On the surface of the mold, the silver lines finally connected to form an incomparably profound and complex pattern.
