Seeing that the flood dragon soul had entered the spirit skin, Han Li flipped his palm without a second thought and a blue talisman brush appeared in his hand. It was six to seven inches long, small and exquisite.
With his other hand, he waved at a green jade box that had its lid open, and a ball of golden liquid flew out from the box.
Han Li quickly dipped the talisman brush into the golden liquid. Then, his expression froze as he aimed at the floating spirit skin. The talisman brush began to draw in the air with great familiarity.
One after another, incomprehensible golden talisman characters surged out from the tip of the brush and shot forward in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the blood-red spirit skin.
Soon after, runes of different sizes appeared on the surface of the spirit skin. They were shimmering with golden light as if they had been engraved neatly.
