Chen Xun continued sitting cross-legged.
With a thought, he sent out a thousand Dao Incarnations, heading toward the Five Elements Mountain beneath the sea.
His main body remained seated upon this tiny deserted island.
Seen from a bird's-eye view in the heavens.
This deserted island lay in an exceedingly remote corner of the Profound Universe Immortal Realm, a place that could be called unreachable by living beings, unimaginably far away.
As for what Chen Xun was doing...
He was actually doing nothing at all, merely watching the magnificent sea and taking in the scenery of heaven and earth.
One year later.
Chen Xun began painting again.
This time, the scenery in his painting held an added trace of spiritual vitality, an added trace of heaven and earth's true essence. Even Big Black Ox could not help becoming absorbed in it.
It was not absorbed because Chen Xun had painted especially well. It simply felt that his painting had actually begun to resemble the real thing!
"Moo!"
Big Black Ox's eyes widened round as it rubbed against Chen Xun's face. "Moo moo?"
Why did the sea in this painting feel as though it was moving? Had he used Dao power?!
Chen Xun raised a brow. He had not.
He had simply painted what his own eyes saw.
Big Black Ox snorted in shock, its eyes nearly bulging into the painting. It felt as though Chen Xun had painted something with the effect of an Image Recording Stone...
Chen Xun chuckled and continued sketching with simple lines.
"Brother Xun, Brother Ox~"
Little Crimson emerged from the sea with a huge clam shell clenched in its mouth. Soaked from head to toe, it came ashore radiating heroic vigor and roared, "This clam shell from the seabed is full of meat!"
Chen Xun turned