Chapter 60: A Critical Moment

The airplane continuously approached the ground, and at such an altitude, it was certain to result in the destruction of the plane and the loss of lives.

Many passengers peered through the windows and saw that directly below was a mountain forest.

Shen Feng had no time to worry about the thoughts of these passengers, as the ink-drenched brush in his hand was directly drawing a third-level Skysoar Talisman in the aisle.

The Spiritual Energy within his body converged towards the brush, but he had barely begun the first stroke when

there was a "bang!"

The brush in his hand suddenly burst apart, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, but this was something he had anticipated.

The brush was simply not qualified to draw a third-level Talisman.

His skill in drawing talismans was undoubtedly profound, but he was restricted by the material quality. After pondering for a second, he bit his finger open and let his blood drip into the cinnabar and other prepared materials.