Beneath the crackling thunder, the primordial Talisman Treasure hovered leisurely.
It drew in countless points of starlight and was wreathed in the divine radiance of numerous shattered treasures.
Its original form, a small silver sword, was gradually expanding into a massive cloud of purple mist.
Within its silhouette, one could vaguely make out the form of a Flood Dragon.
But now, because Fang Yang still hadn't applied his brush, it was starting to disintegrate.
The ink-wash form of the flood dragon body was fading into nothingness, dissipating with it.
It was failing!
The Heaven and Earth Natural Skill had failed, causing the "joint refinement" to collapse.
Even the primordial Talisman Treasure at the core of the refinement trembled uncontrollably, its cold light scattering as it began to break down.
The situation was growing dire, and Sen Hui couldn't help but frown.
BOOM...
A colossal clap of thunder echoed once more.
