Suddenly, with a whoosh, a flicker of Golden Crow True Fire surged up to the fingertips and rapidly compressed into a palm-sized flame brush.
Zhao Sheng held the brush in his right hand, facing the stone wall. Suddenly, he moved the brush swiftly, and in mere strokes, a vivid portrait of a skinny old man appeared on the wall.
The old man wore an ornate Magic Robe, but it looked ridiculous on him, like a monkey wearing a crown.
Zhao Sheng, however, showed no signs of amusement; instead, his expression grew somber, recognizing the figure as an "old acquaintance," none other than Master Dominion, the Ancestor of the Sect of Dominion.
Five hundred years ago, this person promised to wage war against the Heavenly Dao Sect in front of him.
Yet five hundred years later today, this old scoundrel instead led the Sect of Dominion to join the Heavenly Dao Sect, even actively invading the Tianzhu Realm.
