Hesitation

The control required over the power of the divine soul here was exceptionally exacting. If even slightly too much soul power flowed out, it would form a lump of ink as before and pierce the entire talisman paper. But if too little flowed out, it would be like a river running dry, leaving the talisman's spiritual vigor insufficient or even cutting it off entirely, making it no different from a ruined talisman.

More than half of Shen Luo's earlier mistakes had occurred here. Even now, he had yet to successfully draw a single Dream Recall Talisman.

At this moment, he had focused his entire mind on this point. The tiny figure of his divine soul held its hand as steady as Mount Tai, tracing the pattern little by little and drawing out the power of his divine soul along the lines of the runes.

To Shen Luo, that arc was like a bend in a river. As the river of his divine soul reached it, he could neither wash it away nor let it obstruct the flow. He had to round the bend smoothly, with precision down to the finest hair.

Go.

As the thought arose in his mind, the tiny divine soul figure's hand traced a loop in the air. For the first time, it passed that difficult point with perfect smoothness, guiding the rune toward its final endpoint.

His first Dream Recall Talisman was finally complete!

Shen Luo suppressed his delight and carefully inspected the rune floating in his consciousness sea. Only after confirming that there were no further problems did he slowly withdraw his divine thought.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw golden points of light scattered through the red rune on the talisman paper suspended before him. It looked as though it had been hot-stamped