Prison-Suppressing Sacred Land, forbidden ground's quiet chamber.
Chu Jiang slowly opened his eyes.
Deep within them, a miniature phantom of vast mountains and rivers flashed past, faintly reflecting the scene inside the Heavenly Painting Hall of the Nine Heavens Painting Palace.
Naturally, he had not gifted the Mountain River Painting to the Nine Heavens Painting Palace out of sheer kindness.
He had already tampered with the painting and left a mark behind.
This mark possessed no offensive power and showed no outward trace, yet it was like an invisible bridge linking them together.
The more the people of the Painting Palace valued this painting, the more people studied it, and the deeper their comprehension became, the more information he could perceive through that invisible connection.
At the same time, the Painting Palace's enlightenment would further nourish him in turn, enriching the foundation of his path of painting.
Their treasure was my eyes and ears.
Their enlightenment was my firewood.
"It's time to deal with another source of trouble!"
With a thought, a golden soul banner fell into Chu Jiang's hand.
It was the Human Emperor Banner.
This banner had long since advanced into a holy weapon, unlocking the ability to curse and kill across space.
So long as one knew the target's true name or appearance, or possessed their blood essence or personal belongings, then by using powerful divine sense and the curse power of ten thousand souls as a guide, one could curse an enemy to death through the unseen, across endless void!
Chu Jiang's gaze was icy.
This man had already developed killing intent toward him, his hatred burrowing into his bones. It was better to eliminate such a threat sooner rather than later.
"Then you shall become the first person cursed to death after the Human Emperor