Six strokes fell, and the sketch was barely complete.
Yet, the entire True Ancestor World had already changed drastically because of the emergence of this painting.
The Grey Mist Sea's Space-Time Palace Master and others, their complexions shifting dramatically, stared agape, perceiving the changes between heaven and earth. They were as if they had seen a ghost.
How could this be...
Ascension, the transformation of land... These were celestial phenomena that only appeared in legends.
In the end, they even witnessed miracles, such as the collapsing earth healing and the reanimation of dead marine life. What kind of phenomena were these? They had never even heard these names before.
"True Ancestor... what, exactly, is going on?"
In the Temporal Hall Master's words, there was a trembling. He felt that the changes they were now facing had utterly surpassed the expectations of the True Ancestor World...
