C38 It Was Useless Even If He Shouted
As Chu Yan's gaze settled back on the inscription paper, the intricate design that had once adorned it had vanished. The paper had lost its former resilience and sheen, now indistinguishable from an ordinary sheet.
Turning his attention back to the silver scale spear, Chu Yan scrutinized it closely and immediately noticed an additional layer of complex etchings on its surface