Night Emperor, I Shall Sweep Across This World

Drawing the complete outline of a powerhouse was no simple matter.

A painter often had to wait until the other party fought a great battle, used all kinds of trump cards, observed his moves, divine abilities, and the circulation of the various energies within his body before he could fully capture his spirit.

Moreover, painting was truly a task that demanded patient, painstaking work!

By rights, Night Emperor's structure was incomparably complex, not to mention the magical treasures surrounding his body. It should have been impossible to finish painting him so quickly. But who could blame the painter? After cultivating the techniques of the Way of Luck, his luck had surged like an endless sea of smoke, his luck had been overwhelming, and his fortune had become astonishing.

There were two other reasons.

The first.

It was because the flow of time differed between the two sides.

The neighboring battlefield had actually been raging for three days and two nights. Thanks to several days of accelerated observation, he had been able to capture Night Emperor's spirit within just a few minutes.

The second.

With his fortune bolstered and all kinds of Enlightenment buffs active, his painting had flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and flowing water, without the slightest hint of awkwardness.

Having gained fortune, the painter's cultivation in painting had become even stronger in actual combat, undergoing a qualitative transformation.

He stood with his hands behind his back and calmly watched the outside world. "This Progenitor Demon God, Night Emperor, has certainly become extremely interesting. I hope you enjoy yourselves this time."

Meanwhile.

Destined Night Emperor had just been painted into existence. He inherited the memories of the other self who had just been fighting Emperor Zangwu, and stared at Xin Xichen and the others in utter shock.

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