"What the hell?"
Lu Zheng jumped in surprise. How is this Divine King so powerful? It’s completely different from his previous behavior!
What the heck?
Lu Zheng was ready to abandon his Divine Thought within the Wall Painting World, after all, facing an old monster with at least a thousand years of Dao Practice, Lu Zheng felt utterly helpless.
Turn off the computer! Unplug the power!
There’s a gas leak at ho, run!
However, Lu Zheng certainly wouldn’t simply surrender to death. At the very least, he wanted to try and grab his phone while running, perhaps even take Madam Du and her daughter out, so he activated his True Qi within, and shouted, "Open!"
At least make an effort to struggle, right?
And then...
Feeling light, Lu Zheng broke free from his restraints.
"Huh?"
Lu Zheng suddenly realized that the strength he was displaying seed much stronger than his actual ability?
His eyes flashed, Lu Zheng stepped in front of Madam Du and her daughter, then ford a hand seal.
"Supre Decree, Gathering Qi and Summoning Clouds, go!"
The white clouds blown away by the gust monts before instantly gathered again, assembling in the sky, spreading over an area of ten miles, blocking out the sky and sun.
Lu Zheng: (´°Δ°`)
What is going on?
Lu Zheng again looked at the Divine King’s altered expression, then pointed his finger, "Supre Decree, Flying Cloud Breaks Evil, go!"
Lu Zheng had never unleashed such a powerful Flying Cloud Evil-Breaking Skill!
"Disperse for !"
The Divine King shouted angrily, grabbed with both hands, stars flashed behind him, and then caught the Cloud Qi in his hands, suppressing the Flying Cloud Evil-Breaking Skill with the True Qi starlight.
The aura and strength displayed by the Divine King were enough to rival that zombie who invaded Jiming Temple, bearing a thousand years of Dao Practice.
However, Lu Zheng felt that the power he was unleashing was not a bit weaker.
This was just a strand of Spiritual Divine Thought sent into the Wall Painting World, not carrying his full True Qi.
"Supre Decree, True Cloud Curse, go!"
The Cloud Qi gathered again, shrouding everyone on the plaza.
"Disperse!"
"Expel!"
"Break!"
Shouts of commands ca, everyone acted, although their cultivations didn’t seem weak, the spells they used were considered even weaker than an Exorcism Curse by Lu Zheng.
This world, is like a spell amplifier?
Lu Zheng looked at the Divine King, who had already caught nearby Cloud Qi, transforming it into a giant white cloud hand nearly two zhang large, and aid to smash it down on Lu Zheng.
"Oh?"
Lu Zheng muttered, recalling there was a White Cloud Hand Seal in the "Cloud Walking Technique," originally beyond his capability, maybe it’s possible in this world?
True Qi churned, Lu Zheng stretched out his hand, white Cloud Qi gathered in front and ford a cloud hand about a zhang in size.
"Co on! Give it a try!"
"Boom!"
The two hands collided, Lu Zheng’s body trembled, and the White Cloud Hand Seal punched a hole in the center of the giant cloud hand, which only slightly shrank before continuing towards the Divine King.
"Break!"
The Divine King took a deep breath and suddenly blew, causing a gust of wind that scattered the White Cloud Hand Seal, blowing out streaks of black lines towards Lu Zheng.
"Wind?"
Lu Zheng smirked and ford a Seal Technique with his fingers.
"Whish—"
Endless gales rose spontaneously, bringing forth razor-sharp Wind Blades, countering the wind summoned by the Divine King.
"Whirl—"
The divine wind dispersed the gale, then swept past the Divine King.
"Ahh—"
After the windstorm, Lu Zheng saw that the Divine King, who had tried to shield his head and face, now had tattered clothes and many wounds from the Wind Blades.
"Haha!"
"Really unexpected." Lu Zheng grinned, "I thought you were a ruler, but it turns out you’re at most silver!"
Just then, several Golden Armor Divine Generals and so Silver-armored Immortal Soldiers rushed onto the plaza, wielding spears and swords, charging at Lu Zheng.
"Western Extre Wind-Calling Curse!"
Seal ford! Wind rose! Soldiers defeated! People dispersed!
Where the divine wind blew, armor shredded, chaos ensued, not only were the soldiers blown back, but even the seemingly immortal crowd on the plaza was affected, with disheveled hair and clothes.
"A bunch of bronze!"
Lu Zheng mocked, looking up at the Divine King on the high platform, "Who are you?"
The Divine King’s question to Lu Zheng was now returned to him.
"I... I..."
The Divine King panted and, facing Lu Zheng’s amused gaze, had no choice but to stand, bow to Lu Zheng, "I am Yu Gen Sheng, Divine King of the World in the Painting. Greetings, sir."
"World in the Painting..." Lu Zheng looked at the naturally accepting eyes of the crowd around him, feeling a stir in his heart, questioning the Divine King, "Did they all fall under your Spirit Seal?"
The Divine King waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, everyone is willing here."
"Hmm?" Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows.
The Divine King licked his lips, "Uh... I might have used so Technique..."
Before Lu Zheng could ask further, Divine King Yu Gen Sheng revealed the entire secrets of the Wall Painting World.
...
This temple was established by a side-path cultivator, and the deity statue worshiped inside was claid to be a Mountain God, but was actually himself.
His aim was to use the Incense Fire Mind Power generated by the prayers from nearby townsfolk to create the World in the Painting.
This World in the Painting spanned over a hundred miles, like a Celestial Palace Immortal Realm, with its ti flow being ten tis faster than outside, so a century in the outside world equated to a millennium here.
Equivalent to extending life tenfold!
The cultivator’s plan was to wait until the World in the Painting fully ford, then lead so unattached followers in to enjoy life, while the temple’s statue continued drawing prayers from nearby townsfolk to reinforce the World in the Painting.
However, just as the World in the Painting was forming, ready for the plan’s execution, the Anomaly Suppression Bureau suddenly arrived.
Evil God Worship is a major cri in the Great Jing Dynasty, so the Anomaly Suppression Bureau didn’t even give the cult leader a chance to speak, directly executing and destroying the temple, completely desolating it.
Though the World in the Painting had already ford and contained its aura, the Anomaly Suppression Bureau didn’t notice any anomaly with the wall painting, and left after the execution and temple destruction.
As the cult leader’s sole disciple, Yu Gen Sheng happened to spend the night in town, narrowly escaping calamity.
Knowing his limited skills prevented him from escaping, and fearing to rebuild the temple, Yu Gen Sheng gathered the remaining mountain villagers who still revered his master, entered the World in the Painting, proclaid himself Divine King, while others beca soldiers, immortal officials, or celestial maidens, sustaining the World in the Painting.
Then, in just several years in the outside world, over a century had passed in the World in the Painting, where the once rustic villagers gradually learned to read and play chess, play music, and dance, gaining a touch of celestial elegance.
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