What kind of monster is this?
How could such a terrifying monster be hiding in this ghostly place?
It's not just that your sword is formidable, but... with such strength, have you never thought of taking a step further, never thought of venturing out?
Spending a lifetime guarding this place to death.
Are you out of your mind?
Li Chang'an raised his hand, and the entire world instantly transformed into a black-and-white scroll. The ink waves beneath his feet surged upward, pouring toward the terrifying giant face in the void.
"You are not a fish, how do you know the happiness of a fish?"
Splashing ink forms a sword, transforming into a towering black dragon soaring into the sky.
On the snow-white paper, a vivid picture of Tianmen's stories is painted.
Once the sword is drawn, it crosses time and space, completely suppressing one mysterious epidemic after another. Where the sword's edge points, a clear bloodstain appears on the giant terrifying face's forehead.
