By then, Wu Feng estimated that he would be able to kill this man instantly.
At this very moment, in Wu Feng's perception, the man was inside the black mist, transforming into droplets of something resembling black ink.
That black ink began twisting in the air. Then, as if it had been picked up by a brush, it started splashing wildly.
Wu Feng saw that what had been splashed out was actually a painting.
The painting depicted a bridge over a hundred meters long.
The bridge was covered with densely packed, strange beings.
The instant those strange beings were drawn, they suddenly came alive. In unison, they turned their heads and stared at Wu Feng through the black mist, passing through the protective barrier without the slightest hindrance.
After being glanced at by those strange gazes, Wu Feng immediately felt a chill run down his back.
"What the hell are these things? Could this painting depict the world where Beyond the Heavens is located? Is this what Beyond the Heavens is like?"
Wu Feng looked at those strange creatures and the enormous bridge.
Soon, Wu Feng discovered that a man dressed in official robes had been drawn on the bridge.
The man wore official robes resembling those from the Ming Dynasty of later generations. They were the robes of a first-rank official, with an extremely broad red cloak.
The moment the man appeared, the strange figures swiftly withdrew their gazes from Wu Feng. They lowered their heads and stood obediently in place, motionless, as though they were terribly afraid.
Meanwhile, the man passed through the protective barrier and stared at Wu Feng, revealing a smile that made Wu Feng even more frightened.
Wu Feng had never seen such a smile in his life. It was as though the thing before