Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
The world fell silent. The sounds of wind, rain, and waves all merged with the painting. What constantly churned and changed was the inky person and dragon.
Their movements left behind extremely fast, long, and inky trails. Only a pair of forceful, graceful smears were visible, darting around, meeting and parting, growing faster and faster. In the end, they seemed to become stuck together, forming a rapidly-spinning spiral. The entire painting was a mess.
Everyone watched this alarming battle. Only Chu Danqing focused on the canvas before him, blood flowing from his wrist down to his fingers, then to the tip of the brush, dancing freely on the canvas.
The Jade Blood of Vermillion and Black, using blood as ink.
His face gradually paled, but he brimmed with energy, such that he seemed slightly crazed. He cast everything in the world to the back of his mind, such that only the painting before him existed.
Gu Yanying glanced back in surprise before turning around and focusing on the battle again.
After who knew how long, there was a sudden crack. It was extremely gentle yet extremely clear as if it had rung out in everyone’s minds. It broke the silence between the sea and sky.
A figure fell out of the sky, falling into the Ink sea with a plop before floating back up. It was Li Qingshan. His eyes were firmly shut as he floated on the sea without moving at all. His long, scarlet hair spread out on the surface of the water, and he was missing his left leg and right arm. He was covered in wounds, except they were not red with blood, but black with ink.
Gu Yanying exhaled, but it turned into a sigh when it reached her mouth.
“The outcome has been decided!”
“He’s died in battle?” Si Bao said in some disbelief.
Gu Yanying shook her head. “He’s won.”
Suddenly, Li Qingshan opened his eyes and gazed at the sky quietly. His lips curled into a smile. “Dragon king, you’ve lost!”
Before he could even finish, the sound of cracks merged together, going from a soft murmur to a rumble. It deafened the entire Ink sea.
The painting gradua
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