The southern reaches of the Cloud-Dream Realm.
An unnamed expanse of vast wetlands.
Without warning, the moisture blanketing heaven and earth began to churn. Gradually, a white figure emerged from the depths of the wetlands.
His entire body was snow-white, with a hornless head and four chilling claws beneath his belly.
As his enormous demonic body appeared, the already gloomy sky darkened completely.
High in the heavens.
A resplendent phantom of a Demon Palace materialized with a thunderous roar, suppressing heaven and earth.
Dense purple mist gushed from the depths of the Demon Palace, spreading across a radius of a thousand miles.
The Demon Palace opened wide.
The Dao Chess pieces arrayed on either side rose one after another, like ministers guarding their sovereign.
A careful count revealed no fewer than ten.
Three were gray-white.
Four were dark green.
Two were deep blue.
And the final Dao Chess piece radiated brilliant purple-gold light.
An Immortal-Grade Dao Chess piece.
To possess an Immortal-Grade Dao Chess piece in a place like Southern Cloud Dream, along with a full ten pieces in total...
Undoubtedly spoke of this demon's exalted status and unfathomable reserves.
After a series of clear dragon cries pierced the clouds...
The purple mist in the sky abruptly contracted.
All of it surged back into the resplendent Demon Palace.
Then the enormous Demon Palace slowly faded from sight, vanishing without a trace between heaven and earth.
At the edge of the wetlands.
The moisture dispersed.
A young man in a long robe stood with his hands behind his back.
His features were exceptionally handsome, his brow bearing an innate indifference. He truly possessed an air of otherworldly, peerless elegance.
"Congratulations, Second Young Master. Your cultivation has advanced again. The Painting Realm is now within your reach."
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