Chapter 931: Human Sages Reside In My Paintings

Ink Toad King’s true form was the Disaster-class Stranger, the Frigid Day Ink Toad. Usually born in the far north where it was cold and bitter, it was one of the coldest and most yin Strangers in the world. The Frigid Day Black Water contained inside its body could freeze anything and everything. The particularly powerful ones could even freeze space and time itself. It was exceedingly dangerous to say the least.

It was at this moment the man brandishing a saber and stroking his horse next to Fang Muyun suddenly frowned and bowed his head. At the same time, unbridled bloodthirst flashed in his eyes.

If a Bodhisattva’s eyebrows are furrowed, Vajrapanis glare with anger.

If I bow my head, the heavens break, and the earth is torn asunder.

The moment the sabersman bowed his head, sounds of breaking began appearing in the sky and under the earth. A breeze started, and the clouds began moving again as if the world had regained its vitality.

“Look down, and evils die.

One swing, and eternal peace is restored.”

The next moment, the sabersman swung his saber downward.

There was no technique, no magic, not even a change in direction. It was a plain and basic vertical slash.

It was enough. The frozen sea shattered into countless fragments. The Frigid Day Black Water and the Ink Toad King himself were blasted to the bottom of the sea, his black blood dyeing the sea red.

While the sabersman was swinging his saber, the woman riding a dragonsnake met the Shark General head on. She threw a punch at the descending Ghost God Square Sky Halberd.

The punch was just an ordinary punch, and yet it was this punch that shattered the hundred ghosts parading the night, split the sky from bottom to top, and smashed against the Ghost God Square Sky Halberd.

THANG!!!

There was a metallic clang that sounded like the bell of dawn or the evening gong, waking everyone in heaven and earth from their slumber.

The next moment, the woman clenched her fist and pushed an inch forward. Amazingly, it was the Ghost God Square Sky Halberd that was pushed backward.

Having created an opening entirely through her own power, the woman did not hesitate to appear in front of the Shark General and punched him on the forehead.

Shark General was the Powerful Demonic Shark, a Disaster-class Stranger. He was famous for his strength and could move mountains and fill seas easily after manifesting his true form.

In comparison, the woman might as well be an ant trying to topple a tree. Even if they were the same size, Shark General would still be way bigger and taller than her.

And yet, the woman’s fist had sent Shark General flying. Off he goes!

While Shark General was flying through the air, Fang Muyun’s fourth and last companion, the storm summoner, had finally located Madam Mer. He immediately summoned a rainstorm that felt more like a meteor shower and blasted the absolute crap of that sea region.

Naturally, Madam Mer’s bewitching song was overwhelmed by the storm.

With this, the Blood Sovereign, Ink Toad King, Shark General and Madam Mer were all kept busy. Fang Muyun was able to walk right up to Long Ao unimpeded.

“Myriad Stars, Sabersman Zhao, Li Yiji, Jiang Tongxuan...”

Killing intent flashed in Long Ao’s eyes as he sneered, “I did not think you are audacious enough to include your late Sages into your paintings, Mister Farseeing. Aren’t you afraid that you are blaspheming your ancestors?”

These four people were, in fact, famous figures in the history of humans and the aquatic races of the four seas. After all, it was these four who, commanded by the emperor of Yan, Chu, Qi and Wei, led the united army of the four nations to repel the Dragon Sovereign and the Kun Sage’s army of millions. They were the ones who extinguished the Dragon Sovereign’s bloodline and cemented their names in history. To this day, their golden statues were worshiped day and night in the Four Seas Pavilion of the Four Seas.

To humans, these four were heroes and sages who deserved to be remembered for eternity. But to the aquatic races of the four seas, they were undoubtedly sworn foes who had eradicated much of their people.

The number of four seas people who died in the hands of these four, the number of races who were suppressed or outright eradicated could only be described as innumerable. They even slaughtered the Dragon Sovereign’s kin to the last, slew the fate of the dragons, and plunged the Four Seas Dragon Palace into a slump they might never recover from. Today, the Four Seas Dragon Palace was humanity’s puppet and slave.

Naturally, Long Ao was overflowing with anger and hatred when he saw the four warriors. Even though he knew they were long dead, even though he knew that the warriors before his eyes were just caricatures Fang Muyun had brought to life with his art, he still couldn’t hold back his emotions.

“The four Sages are heroes of humanity who quelled the draconic threat and pacified the four seas when they were still alive. Their merit to humanity could only be described as immeasurable. Today, I am manifesting them through my art once more to slay traitorous scum. They would only cheer me on if they learn of my deed, much less consider it blasphemous.”

Fang Muyun replied indifferently, “I drew this painting while I was praying to them nine days ago at the Four Seas Pavilion. I was going to use it to defeat you dragons during the Four Seas Summit and expound the might of humanity.”

“So? What do you think, third crown prince?”

“As expected of you, human genius.” Long Ao’s eyes slowly grew bloodshot with bloodthirst. “I am a man who cherishes talent, and I did not want to slay someone as talented as you. But since you insist on committing suicide, what else can I do except fulfill your wish?”

“Let’s see if you can do it, third crown prince.”

Fang Muyun’s voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

“Roar!”

Long Ao stopped wasting his breath and manifested his true form immediately. A dragon hundreds of meters long burst into existence and summoned a rain of lightning in a single roar.

“What is there to fear in giving your all to exchange for a clear, bright world?”

Suddenly, a poem recitation appeared from somewhere, cutting through even the draconic roar and the endless rumbling of thunder.

Before the voice could fade, a man appeared in front of Fang Muyun. His face was thin, but his eyes resembled bright stars. He wielded a sword that was dripping blood from the edge. It looked like it would dye the sky red.

The next moment, the man swung his sword. The flashing lightning and rumbling thunder vanished into nothing just like that.

“For the sake of granting humanity eternal peace, I offer my blood to forge a blue sky...”

Another voice came, and another person appeared out of seemingly nowhere. He was wearing a tall hat and a wide belt. He was carrying bamboo slips that unfurled to reveal text that were written in blood. The bloody words transformed into chains and wrapped around Long Ao’s draconic body immediately.

Long Ao roared and struggled, but he was unable to break free immediately.

While the bloody text kept Long Ao shackled, a third person manifested into view.

His countenance was ordinary, but he was muscular and imposing in stature. Just the slow turn of his head was enough to strike terror and wariness into one’s heart.

When the man saw the shackled dragon that was Long Ao, he barked out a laugh and said, “The beautiful mountains and rivers remain strong for many millennia, for the heroic spirits of humanity are there to reinforce it!”

He threw a punch, and it was like a painting was unfurled. Countless human heroes rushed forward to do battle against the Strangers and evils. Their blood and corpses eventually forged an unbreakable realm and ushered the world into a new era.

BOOM!

Such was the man’s punch that Long Ao’s horn snapped and spilled blood everywhere. The dragon could not help but cry out in pain.

Covered in draconic blood, the man only grew even more intrepid. Barking out another laugh, he punched down on Long Ao’s head and pushed him all the way to White Fish Island. The poor island immediately split into many pieces and became soaked in seawater.

“Fang Muyun! I will rip you into a million pieces!”

A resentful, furious roar cut through the air as Long Ao’s true body swelled another couple thousand meters and finally shattered the chain of words trapping him. Then, he swung his tail and sent the swordsman flying. Then, while empowering himself with wind and thunder—the wind enhancing the thunder’s might, and the thunder turning the wind deadly—he clashed against the book wielder and the ordinary yet imposing man.

For a time, the wind howled, the thunder rumbled, the sword qi froze, and the dragon roared on White Fish Island. It was like the end of the world.