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I Became the Legendary Emperor Throughout the Ages After I Started Giving Away My Territory

Chapter 346

Sword Elder and Peerless Spear Immortal, the two Grandmasters, stayed behind to watch over him.Foll𝑜ow current novÊls on nov/3lb((in).(co/m)

Meanwhile, within the dream, Master Painter was still contending with Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and the Black and White Impermanence.

But it was too difficult; no matter what ultimate technique he used, he was no match for these ghostly deities.

As soon as they clashed, his body and spirit were gravely injured, blood spilling continuously, his clothes stained red.

His soul also grew faint, nearly invisible, as if he might disperse at any second.

Is the gap between man and god truly insurmountable? Master Painter was in utter despair.

The four ghostly deities before him seemed like insurmountable mountains.

He wanted to give up, to just lie down and find peace.

But just then, a familiar call came from afar: Master!

Master Painters expression changed drastically.

Seeing Li Shihua returning, he angrily said, Why did you come back? Didnt I tell you to run? If you make it back to the world of the living, youll be safe!

Li Shihuas face was filled with guilt, Master, I dont know, I just found myself back here while running!

Ox-Head laughed, Did you think its easy to escape the path to the Yellow Springs? Let me tell you, there are countless paths in the Yellow Springs, but only one destinationthe underworld, the place of samsara!

Stop struggling, how can a human possibly fight against a god? Black and White Impermanence laughed wildly.

Hahahaha

The sound spread throughout Yellow Springs Road, eerie and terrifying.

Then keep running, keep running until you survive! Master Painter once again grabbed Li Shihua and flung her away.

Stubborn fool, die! White Impermanence struck, causing Master Painter to cough up blood.

But Master Painter continued to fight, using his blood as ink.

In the outside world, Master Painter began to shout loudly.

Even if I die and my soul scatters, I will take a piece of you with me!

Even gods cannot dictate my fate!

Sword Elder and Peerless Spear Immortal were both shocked.

What kind of nightmare is the Daoist Master Painter having to make such a heart-wrenching and chilling sound!

Im not sure! From his intermittent roars, it seems hes fighting against the Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and moreover, hes not their match! Its really strange. How could he have such a dream?

Sword Elder furrowed his brows: People like us, who are strong, we always believe in the power in our own hands, not in ghosts and deities!

Peerless Spear Immortal sighed: Lets wait until he wakes up before asking him.

Beside them, Li Shihua, with her hand over her mouth, looked worriedly at the old man lying on the rocking chair and called out softly, Master!

In the dream, Master Painter was still battling against the spirits.

He displayed all the ultimate techniques he had learned over the years, but none were effective.

No matter what move he made, the opponent would break it with a single counter.

Master Painter felt utterly desperate: Why is nothing working? Could it be that everything Ive learned in my life is useless?

Master Once again, the familiar voice rang out beside him.

Go! Hurry and go! Master Painter once again grabbed Li Shihua and flung her away without any hesitation.

Then, he gathered his spirits to continue the fight.

Not for himself but to carve out a path of survival for Li Shihua.

Even if it meant death, he had no regrets!

In the outside world, two days had passed, but Master Painters condition had not improved.

It seemed he was trapped in the dream, unable to awaken.

If it hadnt been for Lin Beifans instructions, the two Grandmasters present would have been unable to resist waking him up.

At that moment, Sword Elder opened his eyes, observing the still shouting Master Painter, and said with a frown: Junior brother, have you noticed that the aura of our friend Master Painter seems to have grown stronger than two days ago?

Peerless Spear Immortal nodded repeatedly: Senior brother, I feel it too! I thought it was an illusion at first, but after you mentioned it, I realized his aura has indeed become stronger!

Could it be as Master said, that he is comprehending the Dao in his dream? Sword Elder asked with curiosity.

That must be it! To improve ones strength through a dream, thats a great fortune! Peerless Spear Immortal said, filled with envy.

However, if the Master Painter knew, he would probably roll his eyes.

This kind of agonizing, life-and-death fortune was better off avoided!

In the dream, Master Painter continued to fight.

He had fought countless times, definitely more than ten thousand exchanges, but each time he failed.

He would have fallen long ago if not for a strong willpower supporting him.

Although his soul had not scattered, the situation was very grim.

His soul had become so dim it was almost invisible.

Master Painter despaired once more: Could it be that gods are truly invincible?

Of course humans can never defeat gods! Only gods can defeat gods! Ox-Head and Horse-Face laughed wildly.

At that moment, a spark of inspiration flashed in Master Painter.

Right, humans cannot defeat gods, but gods can! Then Ill draw the gods and kill you!

Master Painter began to paint once more, not just any ordinary gods, but Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and the Black and White Impermanence

He painted the four ghostly deities in front of him.

When he first finished the paintings, the four ghostly deities immediately dispersed and had no effect.

However, he did not get discouraged and continued to paint.

As he observed and experimented continuously, his drawings became more and more accurate, and the strength of these four ghostly deities grew stronger, from initially being at a Third-rate expert level, gradually advancing to Innate, until at last, they possessed the strength of a Grandmaster.

Four ghostly deities with the strength of Grandmasters, although still no match for the true ghostly deities, gave him a glimpse of hope.

As long as he continues to paint without stopping, until in the end, you blur the truth with falsehood, then you will have won.

Outside, Sword Elder and the Peerless Spear Immortal were somewhat anxious.

They could feel that the aura of Master Painter was even more formidable than before, so powerful that it instilled fear in them.

Junior brother, have you noticed? Within the body of our friend Master Painter, four mysterious Grandmaster auras have emerged! These four Grandmasters, each carrying a faint divine might, have combined to push our Daoist friends strength to the peak of Grandmaster level!

No, he has definitely reached the level of a half-step Great Grandmaster, only a step away from a true Great Grandmaster!

The Peerless Spear Immortal wiped away a cold sweat: What kind of dream did he have to be able to increase his strength like this? If this continues, maybe

The two exchanged a look of horror, unable to utter the next words.

Sword Elder cautiously said, We must continue to stand guard. This is Master Painters moment of great fortune, and we cannot allow others to disturb him!

The Peerless Spear Immortal was somewhat excited: Senior brother, youre right! If he succeeds, our Great Xia will have a Great Grandmaster!

Thus, the two became even more vigilant, not moving an inch.

In the dream.

After countless attempts, Master Painter finally painted the four ghostly deities once again, lifelike and in no way inferior in momentum to the real Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and the Black and White Impermanence opposite them.

My path (Dao) has finally been realized, haha!

At his command, the four ghostly deities he painted immediately clashed with the true ghostly deities opposite them, neither side yielding.

At this moment, he was already at the end of his rope, nobly facing death.

Although he did not see the end, his heart was filled with satisfaction.

To hear the Way in the morning, to die a content death in the evening! I have found the path ahead!

Just give me a brush, then I can command death!

Hahahaha!

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