Within the painting scroll, black-and-white ink landscapes emerged one after another, while ink swords spanned the sky, brimming with Sword Qi.
Before long, the figure of the Body Integration Saint Lord from earlier appeared. It was none other than Saint Lord Mo Xiang, who had battled several Saint Lords of the human race before the Wild-Gazing River.
At the same time, several Seventh Stage members of the Jade Soul Race emerged alongside it.
The moment these members of the painting spirit race appeared, Venerable Golden Swan and Venerable Yuming both paled.
"How did you get here?"
"Senior, you're an Eight Stage Body Integration Saint Lord, yet you're targeting our mere Ancient Wilderness Ark..." Venerable Yuming first recalled the Saint Puppet, while the entire Ancient Wilderness Ark pushed its array to full power.
"I said it long ago. Until the human race returns our painting spirit race's spirit skin, humans can forget about ever entering the Wildlands Continent again!" Saint Lord Mo Xiang continued.
At this point, it no longer concealed anything. The Eight Stage Painted Skin falling into human hands was already an established fact.
After all, it had still been able to sense it at first, but after that incident, none of them could sense it anymore.
Ordinary alien races had no such means. Only human arrays could accomplish this.
And high-level humans at that.
After speaking, vast quantities of ink-wash energy appeared around it, enveloping the surrounding ten thousand miles to form a barrier. Terrifying spiritual pressure bore down on them!
It had no intention of holding back simply because those before it were only at Void Refinement and Spirit Transformation.
"Don't bother threatening me, and don't try to fish any information out of me either. Are all your human Body Integration cultivators so afraid of their own