"Yes, that's Sky-drawing Talisman."
Then Gu Junbai stood up from the sofa, extended his index finger, and began drawing in the air. Within the blink of an eye, the talisman was completed.
He drew the Ice Arrow Talisman because it is the most three-dimensional and intuitive, making it the easiest to understand.
After Gu Junbai's fingers danced, Gu Qiaoqiao saw the air suddenly drop in temperature, as an arrow formed entirely of frost appeared before them. The arrow was approximately sixty centimeters long, and it glittered with a chilling light, as if ready to pierce toward her at any moment.
Gu Qiaoqiao instinctively took a step back, feeling slightly embarrassed by her own lack of composure, and she smiled awkwardly because she knew this was the result of the Sky-drawing Talisman. Her eyes finally sparkled with brilliance; could the world of the Mystic Sect be this magical?
