Chapter 592 — Painting Mountains and Rivers with a Brush

Once this art spread, in the future more than half the gods and demons of Jingping would be disciples of Granny Zhu, the Butcher, and the rest—one could truly say their students filled the world!

Shen Mu looked around. Wuwang City had truly suffered an undeserved calamity, transformed into a vast abyssal sea of fire. He thought, "Now I have no way to answer to Lord Sangye.

He asked us to guard the watchtower for him for a few days, and said he would return; but now, never mind the watchtower—even Wuwang City is gone. Should I rebuild the watchtower.

. .

?

" Suddenly the Blind Elder's body trembled slightly.

His eyes tightly shut, he "looked" westward and said in a low voice, "The Demon Race is marching this way.

Their vanguard is already not far from here! " Shen Mu hurriedly looked west, but saw only vast, dim mountains and roiling demonic qi.

He could see at most a few hundred li, and could not make out any demon army at all. Granny Zhu and the others looked as well, but could see only demonic qi surging in the distance, and none of what the Blind Elder had described. "The Demon Race's vanguard army is still five thousand li from here. " The Blind Elder opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Your Sage Eyes are not yet fully cultivated, nor have you refined the Heart Sage Eye.

You cannot see so far. " Shen Mu knew the Blind Elder's Heart Sage Eye was extraordinary, able to see things the Sage Eye could not; he had not expected that it could see five thousand li away.

"The Demon Race's vanguard is all elite troops—countless demon monsters, swift and powerful! " The Blind Elder closed his eyes and spoke rapidly, "There are also many demon gods serving as overseers!

These demon gods are terrifying—they have noticed my gaze and are searching for its source!

Notify the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping at once, or there will be no time to respond!

" Shen Mu said at once, "I will use the Three Primal Spirit Convergence Art to notify Holy Maiden Xiang and the others in the city! " His primordial spirit immediately left his body to contact Si Yunxiang, Ling Yuxiu, and the others.

Meanwhile, five thousand li away, many colossal ancestors of the Demon Race leaned down, and from their enormous demon eyes burst surging flames that illuminated a thousand li in every direction, searching for the source of the Blind Elder's gaze. The Blind Elder was "looking" at them through the divine power of the Heart Sage Eye.

They had keenly sensed an enemy's spying, yet could not find the spy.

One after another, the Youdu demon gods let out furious roars, driving the Youdu demon monsters in a tide that swallowed mountains and ridges as they advanced eastward. The Blind Elder continued to spy and said in a low voice, "The enemy has no small number of demon gods, and they are powerful.

We have no terrain here to hold, and must retreat as quickly as possible!

They are too fast—" The Alchemist shook his head. "But the divine-power wielders of Taihuang Heaven and Jingping are all training nearby, and there are many of them. We can get away, but they cannot.

The ones from Taihuang Heaven are one matter, but many of Jingping's are scholars of the One Academy and Four Palaces. If they die here, I fear nearly half the finest of Jingping's younger generation will be lost! " Bashan the Libationer frowned.

"If we let the demon army pour through, I fear the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping will not be able to muster his forces to meet them in such a short time, and will be caught unprepared. We must buy the Imperial Preceptor time!

" Shen Mu withdrew his primordial spirit and said in a low voice, "We have terrain to hold! This very abyss of Wuwang City! " The Butcher laughed heartily. "Right—here, we block those little demons!

" Bashan the Libationer said, "Teacher, how do we block them? " Suddenly everyone turned to look at the Deaf Elder. "The Imperial Preceptor of Jingping once said that there is one man who can match a million-strong army.

The Imperial Preceptor honors him as the Painting Sage and built the Painting Sage Pavilion at the Grand Academy to pay him homage!

" The Butcher's gaze flickered and settled on the Deaf Elder.

He said in a low voice, "This man is peerless in both calligraphy and painting.

In the battle at Crimson Dragon City, he wiped out a hundred thousand of the Imperial Preceptor's divine-power wielders outright.

Now, Crown Prince Tiantu, how much has your strength grown since those days? " The Deaf Elder took out a painting brush and gave it a light shake; the brush became as large as a roof beam.

He said calmly, "With this brush I paint rivers and mountains, fashion worlds, and create gods—will that do? "