Meanwhile, within the sketch, Di Tian was moving at rapid speed.
"The ability of a mere sketch to form a phantom space is really breathtaking," he thought as his fingers danced gracefully to deconstruct the traps.
From the Martial Spirit Avatar memories, he knew that most of the royals had compulsorily learnt calligraphy and painting from birth, but only about four or so had managed to venture into the path of a Rune Master via Painting. This was a profession that required a tremendous understanding of runes, an extreme sensitivity to spiritual energy, and an insane talent in the art of painting.
Di Tian broke free from the restrictions and looked around at the realistic looking hall before glancing at a particular corner. With a point of his finger, a beam of light shot in that direction and his surroundings distorted. At the same time, his body was automatically ejected out of the sketch.
