"Green Frost Paper is inherently of low quality, unable to withstand the full power of Heavenly Thunder. I wonder if the Purple Cloud Paper can bear its force?" Shen Luo wondered to himself.
Without further hesitation, he began to draw the Falling Thunder Rune.
Perhaps it was due to his recent breakthrough to the True Immortal Stage, and his aura was at its peak. He drew four talismans in succession, all of them seamlessly completed, as if by divine intervention.
After he finished drawing, Shen Luo put away the Seven Star Pen and looked up.
A white light flickered on the cross array above. Shen Luo felt a surge of heat and subconsciously dodged, not daring to look directly.
Immediately afterward, a thunderous roar sounded, and a snowy white thunder light fell from the sky like a waterfall.
