Nine Continents.
Yesterday's Forest.
Multicolored, flourishing flowers covered the earth.
The Painter and his wife and daughter were enjoying the shade in the garden.
"Mother, Mother, I want to play with that blacksmith sister called Jiumu Qing today."
"Huh? Was the old grandpa from the bottle yesterday not good at Hot Dance?"
"It just feels kind of strange."
"All right."
The gentle, virtuous wife and daughter chatted and played merrily.
Whether it was Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun performing Hot Dance, Jiumu Qing forging toys for young children, or the farmer Jiusui working the fields—
they were all painted figures captured and drawn after the battles in various places before this.
The heroic bearing of Esteemed Immortal Ping Cun in battle had already been eternally imprinted in someone's painting.
"And today, there should be even more painted figures."
A trace of a smile lifted the Painter's lips. Suddenly, violent tremors resounded throughout the sky above the entire Nine Continents world.
It seemed that a brutal battle had broken out somewhere. Even the distant Nine Continents world in the myriad heavens and myriad realms could sense the tremors.
A huge sun rose from the galaxy of bubble worlds, like a cluster of stars!
That was the Immortal Realm.
Some weak worlds did not even know the Immortal Realm's coordinates, but at this moment, every civilization sensed its location.
Those high-and-mighty Esteemed Immortals had finally been unable to hold back and started fighting!
Fight.
Fight.
That way, he could capture information about them—their structures, divine abilities, the operating principles of their spells, and the minute constructions of their bodies.
"Today is a birthday."
The Painter picked up his brush and scroll and carefully painted an ancient scene of battle.
"However, it is your birthdays."
"Ten Thousand Beasts, End of Law, Cauldron Refinement, Nether