They were already too busy to see how Wang Wu had drawn.
Until, at some point, the fierce wind halted, the dark clouds dispersed, and bright sunshine poured down. There was no longer any storm, cold ice, or thunder and lightning. Instead, all around were vibrant peach blossoms, babbling brooks, green bamboo leaves, and a warm breeze.
Wang Wu stood there, holding an Ice Divine Talisman, smiling faintly.
Ah?
Zhenhai and Feng Yang were stunned for a moment before rushing forward, suddenly waking up from a dream, unable to believe.
"Junior brother, great technique. Just based on your talisman drawing, if you don't rank in the top three of the Celestial Pride List, I'll gouge out my eyes and give them to you. Come, let me admire it! Good, good, good! Marvelous, marvelous! Although this is just an ordinary Ice Divine Talisman, the artistic conception, the spiritual trace, the mystery, it's simply superb and perfect. I think it can be rated as First Grade!"
