True Ancestor World.
Northern Border, before Heavenly Abyss.
"Seriously, how boring. You all are at the level of True Ancestors, yet so pathetic...not one of you dares to come over."
Painting Venerable finished the last piece of meat and stretched lazily.
In front of her, the Time-Space Worm, the Tri-winged Fierce Deer, and other True Ancestors silently watched her, not uttering a single word!
They had been waiting for a very long time.
Waiting for Painting Venerable's power to be fully consumed.
When that time came, the Pale Scroll would also lose its effect.
Painting Venerable could block them temporarily, but she couldn't possibly block them forever!
Therefore, they were not in a rush at the moment.
"Hehe, since you don't dare to come over, then scoot over. I want to go sleep in Heavenly Abyss."
Painting Venerable spoke domineeringly, a great path like a bridge extending beneath her feet towards the many True Ancestors.
