Just as the Martial Artist had said, a few miles away, on the gently undulating Mount Bi Cui, a giant tree that was tens of feet tall rose from the ground.
The leaves were green, and the flowers were fragrant.
A man was tied to the sturdy trunk of the giant tree.
He was tall and had an imposing appearance.
He was clad in a pitch-black, tattered armor.
His breath was extremely weak, and he looked like he would die at any moment.
This man was none other than one of the Seven Heavenly Sons, the genius from the Denglong Sect, Bu Yuanba!
"Brother Bu, hang in there. We're coming to save you!"
"The Kunlun Demon King humiliated Brother Bu, which is equivalent to humiliating us. This demon must die!"
"Everyone, be careful. The Kunlun Demon King may use Brother Bu as bait and set a fatal trap in front of us, waiting for us to walk into it. We must be careful and not be careless!"
When Zhou Tianhao and the other Heavenly Sons saw this, they either comforted Bu Yuanba, cursed at the Kunlun Demon King, or warned them. The speed at which they flew toward the Mount Bi Cui suddenly increased.
Whoosh!
The hundreds of Martial Artists at the scene sped up and became more vigilant.
Since Bu Yuanba was tied up at the peak of Mount Bi Cui, the Kunlun Demon King who captured him must be here as well.
A centipede dies but does not fall down.
Even though the Kunlun Demon King was seriously injured, he still had the combat strength of the Second Lv Spirit Path.
On the other hand, most of the Martial Artists at the scene only had the strength of the Peak of Qi Path. Once they fought, they would definitely become cannon fodder.
Therefore, at this moment, the Martial Artists at the scene were very careful. They were thinking hard about how to protect their lives in the upcoming fierce battle.
However, although the Kunlun Demon King was cunning, treacherous, and terrifyingly powerful, it was only one person, and it was heavily injured. As long as the martial artists at the scene were not too unlucky and were hit head-on by the Kunlun Demon King, it was almost impossible for them to die.
After all, the Kunlun Demon King was alone, but there were hundreds of martial artists at the scene. No matter how terrifying the Kunlun Demon King's strength was, it was impossible for him to kill all the martial artists at the scene when there were several great geniuses holding him back.
"Strange!"
"We have already surrounded this place so tightly that even an ordinary person can sense that something is wrong. Why haven't we seen the Kunlun Demon King take any action?"
"Could it be that the Kunlun Demon King is really not here?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. We've already sealed this place. If the Kunlun Demon King isn't here, then it's fine. If he's here, he won't be able to escape even if he has wings!"
The few prodigies flew toward the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, they were less than half a mile away from the top of the mountain.
Although the remaining hundreds of martial artists were not as fast as the six great prodigies, they were still less than two miles away from the top of Mount Bi Cui after some time.
At that moment, Li Yunxiao, Zhou Tianhao, Genmizuhime, Ye Qingchen, Xiao Wuque, and Zhang Linger, the six great prodigies held powerful magical treasures in their hands. Their auras soared into the sky, and they were like gods descending to the world, floating in the sky above Mount Bi Cui.
Hundreds of martial arts experts gathered from all over Mount Bi Cui and formed a human wall that surrounded the peak of Mount Bi Cui. Not even a mosquito would be able to escape from the encirclement.
If the Kunlun Demon King was really hiding in Mount Bi Cui, he would definitely not be able to escape!
"Kunlun Demon King, you've been surrounded!"
"Release Brother Bu from the chains and let him go down the mountain. We'll give you a quick death!"
Among the six great prodigies, Zhou Tianhao, who was the leader, sent a voice transmission to the depths of Mount Bi Cui, giving the Kunlun Demon King an ultimatum.
Whoosh!
However, in Mount Bi Cui, the mountain wind blew, and the grass swayed.
The giant tree that was tied to Bu Yuanba was like an umbrella that covered the sky. It swayed gently, sprinkling spiritual light all over the ground.
Zhou Tianhao's voice reverberated in Mount Bi Cui, but the Kunlun Demon King did not appear or respond.
"Could it be that the Kunlun Demon King has really left this place?"
When the martial artists present saw this scene, they could not help but whisper to themselves. Even Lin Buzheng could not help but mutter to himself, feeling that they had come here for nothing. The Kunlun Demon King had already left this place.
"What's going on …"
"That tree and Bu Yuanba that is tied to it, why are they melting?"
The next moment, Lin Buzheng's gaze inadvertently swept past the giant tree at the top of the mountain. He was horrified to find that the giant tree, along with Bu Yuanba that was tied to the trunk, had started to melt.
Wisps of spiritual energy that looked like colorful ink seeped out from the man and the tree, dyeing the surrounding air with colorful colors, like a dreamy rainbow.
"Oh no, it's a thousand years into the painting!"
"We've fallen into the Kunlun Demon King's trap!"
"Everyone, retreat from this place quickly!"
Almost at the same time, Zhou Tianhao, who was one of the six great prodigies, also noticed the strange phenomenon at the top of the mountain. He immediately let out a thunderous roar, turned around, and flew away from the top of the mountain at an extreme speed.
"A thousand years into the painting, it's actually a thousand years into the painting!"
"The Kunlun Demon King is really going all out just to deal with us!"
Long before Zhou Tianhao opened his mouth to warn them, the other five great prodigies had already turned into five human-shaped lightning bolts, streaked across the sky at an extreme speed, and flew far away.
"Run!"
Although the hundreds of martial artists at the scene did not know what exactly a thousand years into the painting that the five great prodigies had mentioned was, when they saw the five great prodigies leaving the place at an extreme speed without even turning their heads, they immediately fled toward the outside of Bi Cui Mountain.
"A thousand years into the painting!"
"If the Kunlun Demon King really used a thousand years into the painting to set up a trap here, we would have already entered the painting, and there would be no way for us to leave!"
Lin Buzheng mumbled to himself. Although at that moment, like the other martial artists at the scene, he had already used all his strength to escape from the mountain, but he had long understood the power of a thousand years into the painting from the ancient books.
The so-called thousand years into the painting was actually a picture scroll.
It was just an ordinary picture scroll, drawn with an ordinary brush, and outlined with all kinds of ink. It depicted all things in the world, or the scenery that the painter had in mind.
However, this thousand years into the painting was made with the terrifying Divine Will of a peerless Almighty as the brush, and the Spiritual Qi of the world as the ink. It could draw the sky and earth, and thousands of years could pass, and the world would change into mulberry fields.
Once the painting was completed, the entire painting would become a world of its own.
When there was nothing to do, it could be carefully framed and hung on the wall for decoration.
At a critical moment, when it was unfolded, it could turn into a real world to trap the enemy.
Also, because it was drawn by a Martial Almighty, the world formed by the unfolding of the painting scroll was both real and illusory, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
When a martial artist entered it, they would not even know that they had already unknowingly stepped into the world of the painting scroll drawn by someone else.
Although a thousand years into the painting was only a painting scroll, and it could only be used once, and it would automatically be destroyed after it was used, it was a true high-level magical treasure.
At that moment, the six great prodigies and hundreds of martial artists had already unknowingly entered the thousand years into the painting scroll.
With their strength, there was no way they could break the world in the painting.
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