The person most shaken in the room was An Lu Ban.
The painting moved him deeply. He had always been an adventurer who pursued extreme stimulation. After experiencing the joy of climbing back then, he had never been able to let it go.
Now that he had witnessed so many worldview-shattering things, his heart remained unsettled for a long time. He could never return to the life of an ordinary person.
The mountains on Earth could no longer satisfy him. He stared at the magnificent, awe-inspiring statue of the Dragonkin in the painting, as well as the dragon-horned snow peak at its very top, which was roughly equivalent to the North Pole. A thought rose uncontrollably in his mind: I must climb to the summit of this mountain.
The others present were more or less the same. They had been captivated by the painting, their thoughts drifting into the universe.
So the outside world was this wondrous. Humanity was not only far from alone—it was still huddled in the mud, never having crawled out to see it.
"Smack!" Huang Ji slammed one palm down and shattered the Embroidered Star Chart! His Golden Right Hand swept the Five-Colored Stones together as if overturning every piece on a chessboard, completely destroying the beauty of their ingenious design.
Huang Ji then brazenly grabbed handful after handful of gravel and stuffed them into his arms.
Those gemstones, dazzlingly multicolored and each resembling a star in the Milky Way, were snatched away by him as though they were worthless.
"Ah!"
"What are you doing!" Brando was the first to leap up.
Luo Yan, One-Eyed Eagle, An Lu Ban, and the others grew anxious in succession. An Lu Ban even clutched his head and scratched at his hair.
"Why did you destroy it? It was such