Lan Xuanji soon realized that this young man's drawing technique did not come from any school of study in the Starlight Haven Kingdom. His techniques appeared to be more complicated and incomparably smoother.
"This youth's master's sect is not from the roots of the Starlight Haven Kingdom!"
The middle-aged man said.
"Mmm. And moreover, their school of training is much more advanced than ours!."
Colorful lights blossomed together in midair. Their paths interweaved light trails in the audience's widened irises, leaving a bright and shimmering blur behind. Lan Yuhan held her breath; the soul force in that symbol gave a feeling of the most exquisite and careful changes of energy.
When drawing an inscription symbol, the most difficult task to grasp was to ensure that the soul force was carefully calculated for every slight nuance; the smallest inaccuracy could cause complete failure.
