I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

The painter drew his sword as a brush, standing freely and proudly in the world.

"...Tsk."

Seeing his sister rush out, the older brother couldn't bring himself to offer her a ride. He could only pick up his gun and stride forward alone.

Shrinking the earth to an inch, a step to a hundred meters.

"...It's time to make a move."

Fei raised its huge and terrifying pale head, leaving only one eye to gaze at the towering Tianyue Peak in the distance. It moved its limbs, and wherever it passed, the streams dried up and the barren land became barren.

The limited powers he spoke of have now, for some unknown reason, broken free and brought calamity upon the world.

Behind it, several demons emerged.

There is a bird that looks like an owl, with a human face, four eyes, and ears. Its name is Yong, and its cry is its own name. If it is seen, there will be a great drought in the world.

There is a beast called Ba, which is a snake that eats elephants; its name resembles a winding shape. It is a thousand fathoms long, and its color varies from blue, yellow, red, to black. It eats all that sees it.

There is a beast that looks like an ape, but has a white head and red feet. It is called Zhu Yan. Its appearance foretells war and calamity throughout the world.

There is a beast that looks like an ox but has four horns, human eyes, and pig ears. Its name is Zhuhuai, and its cry is like that of a wild goose. It eats people, which is a great omen of misfortune.

There is a beast that looks like a white deer but has four horns. It is called Fuzhu. If it appears, the town will be flooded.

"...These old bones...they need to get some exercise. My dear wife...I'm sorry, I lied to you after all..."

Zhu Ganglie walked at the very end, muttering apologies as he swelled up. In the blink of an eye, his aged, gray-bearded appearance transformed into that of a robust young man. In another flash, the man named Zhu Ganglie was nowhere to be seen; only the demon known as "Chisel Tooth" remained.

Returning to the fifty ways of Heaven, in charge of all things.

"You guys are so slow."

The sudden sound startled Nian.

Enemy?

"What, you've even forgotten me?"

The swordsman emerged from the shade of the tree and stood in the sunlight.

"It is you……"

Upon seeing who it was, Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ok?"

The swordsman glanced at the daylight on Nian's back and frowned.

"How did it get so serious?"

"I'm not sure either, but... well, anyway, I have to get Little White up there first."

Although there are many things I want to ask, the most important thing right now is to stabilize the situation during the day.

No longer did he reminisce with the swordsman, and hurriedly carried the daylight up the mountain.

"Fine."

Watching his sisters depart, the swordsman raised his sword and flicked the blade with his fingers.

Listening to the soothing, resonant sound, the swordsman looked into the distance with satisfaction.

"This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. Its blade is three feet and seven inches long, and its weight is seven catties and thirteen taels."

"Slaying demons and slaying serpents, he has been undefeated for a hundred years."

The scales of the giant serpent, Chihiro, have come into view.

Its demonic form blots out the sky and the sun. Its movements cause sand and stones to fly.

However, the swordsman showed no fear whatsoever; his clear, sharp eyes held only an unwavering sword intent.

"Come, demon. Let me see what makes you worthy of my sword."

"The mountaintop... Sister..."

Bai Zhou's consciousness was completely absorbed in fighting the pain, and he could only barely tell Nian the next step of his plan.

"At the top of the mountain, okay, let's go now."

Years later, carrying him on his back, he took his first step up the mountain.

The next moment, the long-dormant "Heaven" appeared.

Thunder struck, heading straight for the beginning of the year.

I will protect you and drive away all harm for you.

An invisible force field shield instantly rose and spread, firmly protecting her and shielding her from the torrential downpour of heavenly lightning.

"...Tch, you think you can stop me with this much?"

Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped forward like a nimble mountain leopard, carrying the true dragon on his back as he soared to greater heights.

The traveler stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The anomalies ahead were beyond her capabilities to intervene.

Moreover, she needs to clear away the enemies that are attacking the true dragon.

A low, sinister roar echoed across the wilderness, followed by a massive, buffalo-like demon with thick fur slowly approaching.

It is a malevolent demon.

Four-cornered eyes, fierce and greedy.

"Unfortunately, you chose the wrong opponent."

The traveler leaped high into the air, and a huge, dark monster appeared, roaring as it carried the traveler on its forehead.

The traveler remained unmoved as he gazed at the ferocious demon surrounded by dark, demonic energy.

She raised her hand and gave commands to the monster beneath her.

“Mon3tr, stop it, even kill it.”

A joyful hissing sound accompanied the ear-piercing screech of metal foot blades slicing together as the monster shattered rocks, kicking up dust, and went straight for Zhu Huai's head.

"Almost there. We've already gone halfway... Damn it."

Under the relentless onslaught of thunder, the force field shield shattered amidst invisible fluctuations.

Before it can re-coagulate, Nian will be exposed to Lei Hai's attack range.

"Heh, don't underestimate me."

"After all... I am a god... one-twelfth of a god, I am still a god."

This time, Nian finally got serious.

"The truth is clear."

A crimson-gold shield appeared, blocking the falling lightning. However, this shield could only withstand three bolts of lightning before shattering.

If they have no other options, they will be in danger.

"Three times...that's enough."

That year, they unleashed their second move.

That was a spell called Iron Defense.

The shattered shields protected them from all sides, one by one shielding them from the thunder's pounding and escorting them on their ascent.

"You're here."

The elder brother stood there with his eyes closed, gun in hand. The next moment, he opened his eyes, a cold glint appearing first, followed by the spear thrusting out like a dragon.

Without any prior notice or reminder, the two sides are already enemies, with no possibility of reconciliation, so why waste words?

Only one side can make it up the mountain alive.

However, the elder brother's opponent was no ordinary foe; it was Zhu Yan, a demon who could incite war and was skilled in combat.

And following them was the warlike demon, Chiseltooth.

They were not afraid of their elder brother's spear skills at all. Zhu Yan was the main attacker and Zao Chi was the main defender. The two cooperated very well and even gained a slight advantage when fighting two against one.

"Two, excellent!"

The elder brother, now engaged in battle, has his fighting spirit fully ignited.

With the will to charge into battle, there is no chance of survival.

The king of all weapons, capable of deciding life and death.

"...This is really troublesome."

With an arrogant and carefree air, he looked up with his head held high.

It showed no fear of the attacking enemies, even if they were two great demons carrying the power of natural disasters.

The Demon of Flying Feathers, Yong.

The land-dwelling demon, Fuzhu.

One is the embodiment of drought, and the other is the spirit of flood.

This is a terrifying power of disaster, but when faced with the evening, which uses painting as its art, this talent becomes nothing more than carvings on brocade—useless except for decoration.

"You won't get through."

She stands at the pinnacle of freedom, looking down upon the demons who oppose her.

Looking back at the mountain range, purple lightning swept across the mountain path like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"I will protect him."

With a pen as a sword, one can depict ghosts and gods.

By painting, one can depict the lives of ordinary people.

"Then I will let you all test my magnificent landscape painting with your own bodies."

A giant painting, composed of hundreds of interconnected scrolls, enveloped them.