With two paths opened, the Painting Peak within Lin Su rose another three zhang, standing only three zhang below the Novel Peak and the Ci Dao Peak! It became the second-tallest of the nine great pillars within him.
The moment this three-dimensional painting emerged, the gale abruptly tripled in force, sweeping the sea of clouds within ten thousand zhang completely clean.
The voice in the sky seemed somewhat flustered. "The sea of clouds is thirty-three thousand three hundred zhang wide. What other abilities do you have? Bring them on!"
Lin Su said, "Since that is the case, I'll open two more paths and broaden your horizons!"
Two sheets of golden paper flew from his hand at once...
"This path is called 'comics'!"
As this path emerged, the bamboo was no longer realistic, instead taking on a strange form. Yet the exaggeration within it, the nimble grace within it, pierced straight through the paper and leapt vividly forth.
Upon the other sheet of golden paper, the ink at Lin Su's brush tip suddenly splashed outward. Five bizarre bamboo stalks stood in a bizarre bamboo grove. They did not look like bamboo, yet the form of bamboo and the artistic conception of bamboo were peerlessly exquisite.
"I name this painting 'Impression'!"
Two streams of azure light rose into the air, and a sacred voice sounded...
It announced the birth of two more new painting paths!
As all four paintings rose together, the gale suddenly became boundless and limitless. With a whoosh, the clouds of the Painting Dao before him were swept away. Lin Su threw back his head and laughed. "Your Painting Dao is nothing more than this!"
He shot into the sky and crossed over the Sea of Clouds Painting Pool.
At Sentence Picking Tower, Wu Feng's face turned livid. As