The second pattern remained perfectly normal. It wasn't until the third pattern, which was only halfway engraved, that the paper suddenly burst into flames with a sharp crackle, catching both Wang Teng and Yuan Gun Gun off guard.
"What's happening?" Round Ball exclaimed in surprise.
Frowning, Wang Teng looked at the burning paper before him, his gaze flickering slightly with contemplation. "The patterns just now seem somewhat similar to ancient fire runes."
"Hmm, now that you mention it, they do seem to bear some resemblance," Round Ball remarked, astonished. "But there are still significant differences, especially in the finer details."
"Right," Wang Teng nodded thoughtfully. "Let's continue."
"I suggest you use a different kind of paper!" Round Ball suddenly suggested.
"Different paper?" Wang Teng paused, his eyes gleaming with insight. "Yes, we should."