If he wrote it on paper, it would be troublesome if he wrote it wrong.
Thus, Yang Tian picked up the pen and began to try it on the stone platform.
He held the thick and long pen with both hands and first drew a line on the stone platform.
Soundlessly and soundlessly, the hard bluestone platform left a deep scratch on the stone platform with this pen.
This was sharper than an ordinary knife, but the end of the pen was round. How could it produce such a powerful force?
It was probably the power of runes again!
Yang Tian did not think too much. He reduced his strength and began to try again.
When Yang Tian’s earnest effort landed in the eyes of the Flying Cloud High Priest, he was once again surprised.
This time, he was not surprised by Yang Tian’s ability, but because Yang Tian looked too stupid.
This fellow didn’t seem to know how to inscribe runes at all.
Could he have misjudged him?
A trace of doubt appeared on the Flying Cloud High Priest’s old face.
