The scene that just unfolded might have seemed to happen quickly, but that was only from Liu Zijian's perspective.
For Lin Mu, it was like being in a mysterious world, witnessing a magnificent panorama unfold.
The moment his palm touched the scroll, he tentatively infused it with a stream of Spiritual Energy. Instantly, the mist in the painting writhed as if it had come alive.
Lin Mu's consciousness was then transported into that mysterious world.
On the face of a surging river, the heads of countless bizarre monsters broke the surface. They roared themselves hoarse, exuding a terrifying and brutal aura.
However, just as the monsters were about to leap from the water, the sound of a bamboo flute echoed, halting them in their tracks.
Then, a swath of sword light bright enough to illuminate heaven and earth silently appeared and swept across the scene.
All the monsters were sliced in two. Their bodies were either washed away by the river or sank to the bottom.
