"Li Mou hadn't come here to be buried."
Facing Azure Ink Painting Saint's towering fury, Li Zhōujūn smiled calmly.
"You've ruined my plans time and again. This time, you don't get to decide." Azure Ink Painting Saint sneered repeatedly.
"Is that so?" Li Zhōujūn smiled. "Then I'll beat you to tears."
Hearing Li Zhōujūn's words, Ink Mountain Painting Immortal's heart trembled.
"Arrogant!" Azure Ink Painting Saint scoffed. "Do you know who I am? I'm someone who survived Qin Tianyi's hands. What makes you think you can beat me to tears?"
Ink Mountain Painting Immortal felt that she had seen this scene before.
Once upon a time, Li Zhōujūn had said he would beat her to tears, and she had been just as confident as Azure Ink Painting Saint.
"Of course, I'm relying on my strength." Li Zhōujūn smiled faintly.
"Your strength?" Azure Ink Painting Saint laughed. "This entire world has been sealed by me. Outsiders can't detect what's happening, and those inside can't get out. Let me see exactly what strength you possess!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Azure Ink Painting Saint swept out his sleeve, and in an instant, heaven and earth changed color.
A painting of the scorching sun burning the heavens suddenly formed in the void. In the blink of an eye, an endless Sea of Fire erupted and swept across the eight wastelands.
Blazing flames surrounded Li Zhōujūn like a ferocious beast that devoured people, intent on swallowing him whole.
The raging flames burned the heavens and all creation.
The terrifying heat turned the city below into nothingness almost instantly. The living beings inside had no time to react before they, too, died and vanished alongside the city.
Seeing this scene, excitement surged in Ink Mountain Painting Immortal's eyes.
Only Li Zhōujūn's death could vent