C77 Inscribing the Glyph of Power

Time passed slowly, and all eyes were fixed on Ling Yun as he meticulously inscribed the glyph of power.

At that moment, Ling Yun was drenched in sweat. With each additional glyph etched onto the turtle shell, his carving pace slowed.

Eventually, a thick yellow mist rose from the turtle shell in Ling Yun's hands, so dense it obscured his hands from view