"..."
Of course Song Yan knew he was not qualified.
But...
From the very beginning, he had never intended to refine any damned painting.
He had only wanted to avenge the more than eight hundred and forty mortals of Shigu Flatland who had died unjustly, the dozens of fellow cultivators from the Six Sects...
And the brief freedom he had once lost...
That was all.
Feeling his body gradually begin to dissolve, Jin Tianya wore a frozen look of disbelief.
He was not the only one.
Outside Shigu Flatland, everyone watched what was happening in a stupor.
"What did he do..."
"He... killed Jin Tianya..."
Did he not want the Spirit Transformation Ink Treasure at all?!
Of course he did.
But had Jin Tianya not said himself that he was not qualified?
Surely he could not hand the painting over to Shen Yu on a platter?
Song Yan was not in the habit of repaying malice with kindness.
In the distant sky, the phantom of the Hell Transformation Painting gradually faded, soon vanishing entirely.
The ink-black color surging across the sky suddenly seemed to lose its strength, falling from the air and settling over the ground of Shigu Flatland.
It gradually became an enormous painting.
"Hm?"
Those outside the boundary whispered in confusion, "Is that the Hell Transformation Painting?"
"Master," Cong Yuzhen asked, standing beside Fu Xiao. "Could it be that after Song Yan slew that Devil Cultivator's soul, the painting returned to its original form?"
"No... that's not right."
Fu Xiao's brows knitted tightly. She denied it at first, yet seemed somewhat uncertain herself.
"...I don't know either."
"From the outset, this painting was never a Law Artifact or Law Treasure. It was merely a painting."
"Only because it held a great Spirit Transformation cultivator's insights into the Great