Banxia chimed in, "I actually think this painting looks perfectly normal too. Maybe it was just something the first Pavilion Master painted on a whim."
Mo Chen nodded slightly, still staring at the scroll. "Let me try again."
As soon as he spoke, his brow split open and a third eye manifested, gazing toward the landscape painting on the scroll.
"Shatter Delusion!"
A streak of golden light shot forth and swept across the image on the scroll.
Unfortunately, after scanning it three times from top to bottom and then bottom to top, he still found nothing.
Mo Chen frowned faintly. "That shouldn't be possible. Since Martial Uncle told me to look at this painting, it can't be so simple."
Refusing to believe it, he once more summoned the Primordial Violet Qi within his body and spread it over the scroll.
The instant the Primordial Violet Qi touched the painting—
A world-shaking boom rang out, as though heaven and earth themselves had trembled.
At the same time, an invisible barrier somewhere in the unseen seemed to shatter in response.
In the blink of an eye, a jaw-dropping sight unfolded—Mo Chen, who had been standing where he was, suddenly rose like a bolt of lightning and flew straight into the painting.
"Senior Brother!"
Banxia cried out in shock at the sudden turn of events.
He hurried forward, taking three steps as two, eager to see what had happened.
Once he drew close to the scroll, Banxia fixed his eyes upon it and was immediately so stunned that his mouth hung open.
There, inside the landscape painting, Mo Chen's figure had appeared aboard a small, exquisite boat floating atop the water.
Even more unbelievable, the once-motionless landscape painting had seemingly come alive, beginning to move with marvelous vitality.
The clouds and mist drifted