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

The next moment, the world changed, and the stars shifted.

When they opened their eyes again, the two great demons were already trapped in the world within the painting.

The artist placed them at the head and waist of this vast landscape, allowing them to be defeated one by one, thus fully unleashing their destructive power.

The severe drought and floods turned this beautiful land into a hellish inferno in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Ink painting".

The painter picks up his brush and begins to paint on a blank canvas against a clear blue sky.

A torrential downpour transformed the once arid land into a rain-soaked wonderland in the blink of an eye.

Then another... no, ten suns hung in the sky, shining brightly, evaporating the surging, boundless floodwaters into billowing white vapor.

But it's not over yet.

The painter changed to a large brush, dipped it in thick ink, and with a wave of his hand, painted two giant mountains, one named Taihang and the other Wangwu.

Even the greatest demons cannot defy the heavens and earth.

Yong, an emotional fear surfaced on that person's face.

It wanted to fly high to escape the pressing mountains, but the sword rain depicted by the painter tore its wings and shredded its feathers, causing it to temporarily lose its ability to fly. It was because of this that it was slammed into the earth by the Taihang Mountains.

Fu Zhu is the god of water.

It is also a demon that causes floods.

Two sides of the same coin, do as you please.

When joy arises, great floods arise; when sorrow and anger arise, great floods arise.

It moves with the flood, or perhaps the flood surges with it.

But at this moment, this water-loving spirit had no desire for play. It tried to escape, but was swallowed up and buried alive by the mountain soil formed by the thick ink splashed by the painter. Wangwu Mountain followed closely behind, sealing it in this earth, beneath the giant mountains.

If these two demons had encountered other interceptors, their calamity powers might have been a real headache for their opponents, but unfortunately, they encountered Xi, who could form his own little world.

As long as the painting remains intact, the microcosm remains unbroken.

This world, entirely composed of hundreds of ink paintings woven together, is the least afraid of natural disasters.

If a place is damaged, it is patched with ink or a new object is drawn to cover it.

As long as the ink is inexhaustible, this world remains unsolvable.

"We've arrived... Damn it."

The summit was almost in sight, but the year's journey was forced to a halt.

"Hand him over, and I'll spare your life. Traitor."

The demon that intercepted them was the one-eyed Fei.

It abandoned its enormous demonic body and transformed into a human-shaped demon.

Its powers were stripped away, and even further strengthened to deal with the real dragon.

To contract a deadly disease and die helplessly is the ending that countless heroes fear most.

"wishful thinking."

How could the year give the daylight to demons?

"Is that so... I never thought I could get my hands on him so easily."

Fei clenched his fists, his breath coming in white puffs, his muscles bulging.

"Then I'll kill you, you traitor, first, and then crush him... No, no, no."

It changed its mind.

"I'm going to cripple you first, and then slowly crush him into mincemeat right in front of you."

"..."

"!"boom!"!"

Fei easily blocked Nian's punch.

"Your strength is too weak."

It raised its fist and smashed it, creating a sonic boom. The ground instantly shattered, creating a ten-meter-wide crater, with debris flying everywhere and dust filling the air.

"What kind of strength is that?"

Year protected Bai Zhou from that punch.

She doesn't have time to fight this guy here.

Years later, we knew they were trying to stall for time.

As long as he can hold her back, the daytime ritual cannot proceed, and the pain will eventually wear down his reason over time.

She can't be held back.

but……

His eyes swept over the three-meter-tall demon, even in human form, and Nian's mind raced as he pondered a way to get through it.

"It's no use. Even if you can run there, you won't get to the top of the mountain."

Fei, as if possessed by a prophet, discovered Nian's subtle actions.

It kindly reminded us of the year.

"Look at the sky."

It looked up.

The year looked up at the top of its head.

The dark clouds completely surrounded the area, and the lightning flashing within was no longer a deep, mysterious purple, but a crimson color like fresh blood.

The blood-red lightning... it looks like an ominous sign.

What should I do……

Even the immortals who always lived a leisurely and carefree life couldn't help but feel anxious.

Thunderbolts came from the sky ahead, and demons lurked behind.

How can she get the clumsy little white dog to the top of the mountain?

"Sister...put me down."

"what?"

The sudden appearance of daylight startled Nian.

Put him down, how could that be possible in this situation...

"Sister, trust me."

A hand landed on her shoulder, which surprised the immortal.

The hand resting on her shoulder... it was a claw-like arm covered in cobalt blue scales.

“Ah Xi… Ah Xi…”

Setting aside the daylight, Nian wanted to say something, but faced with the daylight, which had become inhuman, he could say nothing.

"Sister...please."

Nian understood what he meant.

"Don't worry, I won't let that ugly monster bother you."

"A true dragon...a true dragon..."

Seeing the dragon limping towards it, Fei chuckled and growled.

"You call us, who have no semblance of humanity, demons, but look at yourself, look at your current state, haven't you already become what you call demons!"

As it says, the dragon's body is now covered in scales, and its head, limbs, skin, and hair have all changed.

He has lost his human characteristics and is becoming more and more like a dragon walking upright.

"Physical appearances... are nothing more than a foolish means by which the ignorant distinguish between good and bad."

Each step it took left claw marks on the ground.

"Only by looking directly at the merits and demerits of the soul can one distinguish between good and bad people."

"and……"

He glanced past the demon and looked at the sky behind it.

"You losers, what right do you have to be addressed as equals by us victors?"

The dragon's words angered the demons.

Like defeated, homeless dogs, they were driven out of their own territory in a sorry state—a lifelong pain for them.

"Die, you wretched dragon!"

The millstone-like fist, accompanied by a sonic boom, slammed towards the true dragon.

"You're the one who deserves to die!"

The petite figure stood beside the dragon, raising her shield to block the punch.

"Ah Xi, hurry!"

Without the dragon binding their hands and feet, the immortals were able to use even greater power to fight their enemies.

"Ha! Traitor, since you're blocking my way, then come and die first!"

Fei no longer wanted to waste any more words; it was going to use its own strength to kill this traitor.

Its power to control epidemics is invincible.

"Is that so? Then let's try it and see who kills whom."

Nian clenched her fist, and an unknown metal coalesced on it, transforming into a bladed gauntlet.

""boom--""