Green tiles and grey pavilions. The smell of ink was strong. When Zhan An turned his gaze back, the billowing city in front of him suddenly lost its original color.
They were distinct ink strokes that outlined the charm of the entire Red Lotus City. Even the slightly undulating mountain range and a few ancient pagodas in the distance became the furthest scenery …
The tanghulu seller only had a few simple strokes.
The teahouse waiter who solicited customers only had an ink shadow.
The hurriedly moving carriages and passengers, even though they were already still, detailed their laborious movements.
Zhan An touched himself with his hand, wondering if he had also become an ink painting. However, he still had flesh and blood and warmth.
"Which expert has set up a banquet here and is waiting for me? To be able to draw such a city, I am flattered, "Zhan An said to the ink city in the painting.
The voice reverberated in Painting Town, but no one answered. On the long street that Zhan An was facing, a black shadow suddenly appeared. The shadow was tall and sturdy, and when it stood, it was close to the city tower. The wide road seemed to be a little crowded and narrow under its feet!
The black figure walked over step by step, causing the ink city to tremble. When it reached the intersection in front, the peddlers, pedestrians, and soldiers had all disappeared. The entire street was cleared, leaving only Zhan An and this giant ink beast!
The black figure was covered in armor, and its fur was like flames that swayed with the wind. Even though it was completely drawn with black ink, due to the difference in the color of the ink, it still gave off a powerful aura of being possessed by scarlet flames!
"Fire Kirin Dragon?"
Zhan An recognized this creature.
Furthermore, it was Mo Cheng's Fire Kirin Dragon. For some reason, the moment it stepped towards him, it was as if the real Fire Kirin Dragon was standing in front of him. Its majesty and sacred aura did not diminish at all!
Zhan An was very clear that this was definitely not an illusion.
The Painting Town he was in was real, and the Fire Kirin Dragon in front of him was even more real. As a divine mortal, it was impossible for him to be deceived by a mere folk illusion.
The painter who had drawn Red Lotus City and was waiting for him to walk into the trap had to be a peerless expert …
But did Ancestral Dragon City have such an expert?
Zhan An completely couldn't remember who could reach such a realm. Even the dragon he drew was not inferior to the Fire Kirin Dragon's true body!
"Since you want to kill me, why don't you meet me? We are both Gods of the Ancestral Dragon City State. I can be considered your senior." Zhan An did not retreat even half a step as the Fire Kirin Dragon approached him.
Just like before, only his own voice was echoing. That Divine Painter had no intention of showing himself.
Zhan An frowned.
Could it be a foreign expert?
In order to kill him, Li Ying didn't hesitate to beg a foreign deity for help!
"Moo!"
The Fire Kirin Dragon roared like a divine bull. It stomped on the ground, and a huge wave of flames that covered more than half of the city rolled over.
Even though it was just a wave of ink, the heat and impact were no different from that of lava. Zhan An's sleeves were almost set ablaze.
Zhan An leaped up, as light as a swan goose. He stepped on the ink colored roof and quickly dodged towards the city tower behind him.
The ink colored flame wave destroyed all the houses and pavilions on the street. As the Fire Kirin Dragon chased after him with its four limbs, the ink colored flame wave grew higher and higher. It was about to swallow up half of the city!
Leaping onto the dome of the city tower, it was pitch black and similarly made of ink. Zhan An used the corner of the roof as leverage.
In a split second, the city tower was shattered into pieces. Zhan An was like a fully loaded bow that left the bowstring. His body seemed to have transformed into a long shadow in the explosion.
Passing through the flame wave, one could see that Zhan An had created a hole in the majestic curtain of flames.
Facing the Fire Kirin Dragon, Zhan An was bare-handed. However, his fist instantly shone with a blazing light. The surrounding Ink City was even distorted by his fist!
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The Fire Kirin Dragon slid backwards and the fist aura exploded at the crossroads, causing the Ink Shadow City to look like a pool of spilled ink. In a moment, the entire Painting Town had lost its original appearance.
The Fire Kirin Dragon's body swayed. It didn't fall but was only pushed back by the force of the fist. Although the flames on its body were extinguished temporarily, but following a long howl from this tyrannical auspicious beast, the ink colored flames once again surged out from its body. Moreover, it was even more intense than before!
Zhan An's expression turned grave.
Originally, he thought that the dragon drawn in ink only had power and strength, but it would be easily broken with a touch. He never thought that the Fire Kirin Dragon made of ink would have such a strong body. When he punched it, his arm felt numb.
Moreover, it had been a few years since he used his divine power and his strength wasn't as strong as before.
Taking a few steps back, Zhan An stared at the Fire Kirin Dragon. He wanted to find a flaw in the Demonic Shadow Painting. Since it was a painting, there must be something that was different from the real thing. If he could find this Painting Town, then the essence of the Fire Kirin Dragon would be as easy as blowing off dust!
"Rumble rumble rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"
A huge sound came from the collapsed city tower behind him. Zhan An felt an unprecedented terrifying aura behind him, causing his neck to turn cold and his entire body to have goosebumps!
He turned his head and saw the city tower and city walls …..
Red Lotus City's city walls were considered tall and sturdy. Even if a Devil Spirit grade creature appeared, it would be able to withstand for a while.
The city walls were similarly drawn with ink but what made Zhan An incredulous was that the city walls started to squirm and stretch out!
The bricks on the walls were like scales while the city walls were like bones. The city walls that guarded Red Lotus City actually came alive and transformed into a city coiling dragon. It slowly raised its rock-like head and looked down at the tiny Zhan An …..
Zhan An was extremely shocked. This painting technique had reached the peak of perfection. The scariest thing was that this divine mortal could transform a dragon she had seen into a dragon beast in her own painting!!
Red Lotus City's city walls definitely didn't have such divine power. There were rumors that Ancestral Dragon City's city walls were a set of dragon bones!
This artist was clearly a divine mortal of the city. She had seen the true dragon bones of Ancestral Dragon City, or else how could she use this painting technique?
"Ancestral Dragon Shenji, peak painting realm. You're Li Ying's daughter?" Zhan An finally knew who this Painting Town person was.
However, when he left Ancestral Dragon City, Li Ying's daughter was only a child. After a dozen years, she had grasped such a technique!
Zhan An's words still didn't receive a reply. The other party didn't seem to need to speak to a person about to die.
The city wall dragon's pressure made it hard for Zhan An to move even half a step. The Fire Kirin Dragon in front of him was also charging towards him. Zhan An bitterly smiled and displayed indifference towards life and death …..
He didn't expect that he would be killed the moment he revealed his divine mortal powers. He didn't have any anger or hatred in his heart. He was just worried about the two little fellows.
If it was the Fire Kirin Dragon, Zhan An could still defeat it. After all, he had shattered a corner of the Fire Kirin Dragon's original body.
However, the city wall dragon behind him contained the soul of the Ancestral Dragon. Since this artist could draw it, her realm was already above his. He was no longer that unyielding and unbelieving youth. He had already exhausted his life's passion and fighting spirit. He originally thought he could find a quiet place to enjoy his old age. However, in the end, he couldn't escape from the entanglement with Li Ying.
"Hualalala ~ ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, all the ink slid down like water. The Fire Kirin Dragon in front of him turned into a pool of black ink as it ran. The rampant flames scattered drop by drop.
Behind him, the terrifying Ink Painting Coiling Dragon slowly laid down on the ground. It slowly curled up its body and encircled the Ink Painting City under its long dragon body. All its aura instantly collapsed!
It was like an absurd and grand dream, and he was waking up on his bed.
Beside Zhan An's ears, the shouts of the bustling city resounded once more. His surroundings were filled with busy pedestrians.
Both sides were still grey buildings with grey tiles.
In front of him was a brick road. In the distance were short mountains and ancient towers.
The Red Lotus City Wall behind him was still and majestic. The white stones, limestone, and towers didn't move at all. They didn't transform into any lifelike dragons.
Everything was like a dream. Zhan An's gaze passed through the bustling streets of Red Lotus City, but he still didn't see the artist. However, the fear of being stared at by the dragon continued to spread in the depths of his soul!
… …
Red Lotus City, Ancient Tower Mountain.
There was a pond of red lotuses, an observatory, a stone table, an ink brush, and a woman in a blue velvet robe. Her eyes were as deep and beautiful as a lake. The depths of her eyes reflected the Red Lotus City and the crowd on the streets.
A man in a light-colored robe with sweat beading on his forehead stared at the woman who was drawing with a serious expression.
"Speak," said Nan Lingsha.
Zhu Minglang took a deep breath and told Nan Lingsha, "I followed my teacher's instructions and went to Clear Flow River City to assist a team of Arch Subduers. When I arrived, the three instructors were all dead. They died peacefully, and the demonic creature had disappeared."
When they were climbing the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the strange changes in the ink painting of the entire city. Although he didn't know what Nan Lingsha was doing, the sudden deaths of the three instructors meant that an extremely powerful demonic creature was running amok. He had to report this to the higher-ups of the academy immediately.
"I will take care of it." Nan Lingsha tidied up the bamboo ink bottle beside her.
"Miss, be careful. The demonic creature has at least 3,000 years of cultivation," said Zhu Minglang.
Nan Lingsha was still holding the brush. This time, she didn't draw with the canvas. Instead, she drew in the air.
The ink didn't fall from the air. Instead, a lifelike qilin dragon gradually took shape.
She gently tapped on the eyeball, and the qilin dragon came to life.
The qilin dragon leaned forward. Nan Lingsha sat on the side and said to Zhu Minglang, "Take care of Red Lotus City for me."
Very quickly, the qilin dragon carried Nan Lingsha and sped along the ridge of the short mountain. Zhu Minglang did not even have the time to ask how to guard a city when she was already a few dozen miles away …
Zhu Minglang closed his mouth. He felt a headache as he looked at the peaceful Red Lotus City.
From providing assistance to taking care of a city, he was just a new student of the Dragon Tamer Academy. Why was he suddenly shouldering so many responsibilities?
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