On the other side.
In a certain wilderness area of the Myriad Beast Domain.
"Damn it! Damn it! The cultivators of the Immortal Realm are so utterly rude!" Bai Ping Tian ran wildly, despair written across his face.
He was a prodigy who had ascended. He had become an immortal after three thousand years in his world, an unprecedented achievement that marked him as a peerless genius.
He had created the Ping Tian Law and swept across the major ancient forbidden zones, earning himself the title of Great Emperor Ping Tian.
After ascending, he had spent some time in a mining district before leaving to make money on his own.
He was not foolish. Rather, he had a special skill.
His painting skills were extraordinarily superb.
After making inquiries about the going rates, he heard that a certain True Immortal bigshot had made a name for himself throughout the Immortal Realm by painting erotic books, so he decided to follow in that senior's footsteps.
He made a name for himself in the Immortal Realm and even painted various specialty books by hand for the black market.
As a result, he earned enough resources to reach the Human Immortal Tenth Realm and successfully muddled his way into the First Level of Heaven Immortal.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last. Some of his fellow painters lacked all sense of honor and hired assassins to hunt him down.
"Damn it!"
He kept running.
Behind him, two Heaven Immortal experts cut across the sky in arcs of light and rapidly closed in.
"Kid, if you don't want to die, stop obediently!"
"Keep running, and Grandpa here will tear your legs off and use them as drinking snacks!"
"Don't make things hard for yourself. Someone like you, with a talent for painting and decent