A large amount of talisman-making understanding appeared in Qi Chuan's mind.
After absorbing it, Qi Chuan found himself as if he had drawn sixty Celestial Thunder Talismans and performed Spiritual Infusion on them. Although all had failed, he had accumulated a lot of experience, and he was now confident in the Celestial Thunder Talisman.
Moments later, the lightning disappeared.
Qi Chuan took out another Tier Two Talisman, dipped his Magic Brush in Magic Ink, and began drawing the Celestial Thunder Talisman again.
This time, the drawing of the talisman array was completed fluidly.
Then came the Spiritual Infusion.
As Qi Chuan's palm extended, a curtain of lightning fell, completely merging with the Celestial Thunder Talisman array. Not a trace of small thunder leaked out. The Celestial Thunder Talisman flashed once, bursting with strong silver light before settling down, emitting only a faint thunder light, utterly silent.
"Success!"
