Myriad-Forms Heaven encompassed all forms and commanded creation.
At such a realm, the Painting Realm was the present world, and the present world was the Painting Realm.
There was no need to deliberately unfurl a Dao Painting. A single thought could transform the surrounding heaven and earth.
At that moment.
The skies above what had been Jade Luan Manor were completely replaced by another world.
Tier upon tier of White Jade Pagodas rose from the void. Long white jade stairways stretched between them, lotus flowers growing upon their steps as they floated in midair.
Higher still, neither sun nor moon could be seen, only a dense expanse of golden light, like oil-soaked silk plastered tightly over the entire sky.
Of course.
Such a feat was not without its price.
The Golden-Scaled Demon coiled among the White Jade Pagodas, a flicker of pained reluctance crossing its eyes.
Unlike those in Myriad-Forms Heaven who harbored no further ambitions, it came from the orthodox Buddhist Sect lineage and naturally sought to go much further.
To take that next step, it needed to nurture living beings within this Painted World.
Right now, this world was at the crucial stage of bringing life into being.
Frequently wielding the might of Myriad-Forms Heaven and forcibly dragging living beings from the present world inside could easily shake its foundations and deplete the reserves within the painting.
But if it kept dragging this out.
This white-robed female cultivator possessed a formidable body and uncanny immortal arts.
It truly had no confidence in killing her within a short time.
To prevent any further complications, it could only steel itself and wield the true power of Myriad-Forms Heaven.
At that thought.
The Golden-Scaled Demon slowly lowered its enormous head and looked down upon the figures trapped at the center of