Immortal in Painting was a spatial treasure refined by a powerhouse proficient in the Dao of painting, painstakingly crafted with a lifetime's devotion. Though such items also came in different grades and ranks, everyone knew that an Immortal in Painting possessing a Painting Spirit was the strongest of all!
Because that Painting Spirit was nothing else—it meant the creator had fused their own soul into it!
Everyone knew that once one's soul was fused into an Immortal in Painting, it could no longer enter reincarnation. It was equivalent to being trapped in one place forever, unable to leave. Any powerhouse capable of refining an Immortal in Painting was a renowned figure in the Divine Realm; how could they possibly be willing to remain in one place for all eternity?
Thus, Immortals in Painting like this existed only in hearsay. No one had ever seen one before. Yet the young man had casually thrown one out, leaving them utterly stunned.
"Damn it!"
Sect Master An Ming's pupils contracted.
If the other party had thrown out an ordinary Immortal in Painting, he could have withstood it. After all, what he held was Ink Dot Sect's sect-protecting supreme treasure. But this was an Immortal in Painting with a Painting Spirit—the power was entirely different!
Once an Immortal in Painting of such power crashed into them, not only could it undo the fusion, it might even devour Ink Dot Sect's supreme treasure completely!
"Why aren't you acting already? If your Ink Dot Sect's supreme treasure gets devoured, you'll be finished too!"
Sect Master An Ming abruptly turned and roared at Sect Master Mo Xu.
The situation was dire. If those two continued standing by and watching, everything today would surely end in failure.
"I'll deal with this brat. You stop the Immortal in Painting!"