Land of Dao Fall, outside Lingxiao Palace.
The Ancient Four Heavenly Masters stood like the Four Heavenly Kings guarding Heaven's Gate and protecting Heaven's Pass.
The four Heavenly Master heroic spirits each occupied one of the four directions.
Facing the assault of countless demonic hordes led by the four Great Evil Gods under the Demonic Buddha, they stubbornly did not let a single evil demon charge into Lingxiao Palace.
Only to see—
Within Heavenly Master Ge's sleeves seemed to dwell an inexhaustible multitude of savage beasts and strange creatures.
There were ancient ferocious beasts, each one hideous and vicious, even fiercer than the evil demons.
There were noble spirit beasts, fragrant and radiant, their flowing spiritual light washing away the evil demons' baleful aura.
There were bizarre spirit insects: Gold-Devouring Insects that could devour all things, whether tangible or intangible; Six-winged Golden Locusts, their wings like divine swords; flying mantises with stag beetles dancing their pincers atop their backs; sinister blood mosquitoes whose swollen abdomens concealed Poison Heaven Bees with stingers on their tails.
There were innate strange creatures: Heaven-Human Stone Statues, Blazing Flame Demons, water-born spirits, wood-born tree monsters—ugly but hardy, simple yet beautiful.
Heavenly Master Xu was as gentle as jade, more like an immortal than any immortal, more like a gentleman than any gentleman, perfectly matching the common folk's imagination of immortals and deities. He wielded his brush and painted upon the void. When his brush fell, ghosts and gods wept; when his paintings formed, Heaven and Earth were shaken.
He painted mountains and rivers. The mountains and rivers surged, giving rise to nature's fury—mountains collapsed, floods burst forth, and thousands upon thousands of evil demons were destroyed.
He painted Heaven and Earth, sun and moon. The sun gave birth to Heaven-burning fire, the moon reflected soul-devouring