Capital City.
"This came too quickly. At this rate, the Sacrifice Era will be brought forward completely alongside this mysterious Night Emperor."
Xin Xichen felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart and said softly, "He's being this bold because he directly forced that one out! With the entire Chronicle of Ages in his hands, all the heroes from history are going to appear."
They seemed to have sensed the painter's existence as well.
But they only knew the tip of the iceberg.
They had guessed that he had painted the heroes of history, but they could never have guessed that he was this terrifying—that he had already begun painting immortals, and even had a group of immortals under his command.
"Many arrangements haven't been completely finished yet, but the immortal weapons of every faction have also been forged. It's more or less time."
"When both sides in the world are ready, the decisive battle will begin. This isn't a storybook novel. In reality, battles are unpredictable, and the decisive battle could arrive at any time. I hope we can win."
Jiusui gazed into the distant sky, her face expressionless.
Ning Zheng looked up at the sky, a faint smile slowly appearing on his face.
"The Night Emperor is quite arrogant. He's here? Perfect. It's your turn to take the stage. I'll take pictures and draw you from the sidelines."
No one knew the painter's true foundation. He could paint immortals, and had even already gathered a group of them.
Ning Zheng didn't know either, so he might as well use the Night Emperor to probe this mysterious fellow.
Ning Zheng also put on a white robe and picked up a paintbrush. He even produced a Painting Frame and dipped it in ink.
"Before this, I made two moves, and you