The fissure was sealed without the slightest gap, as if it were a single, complete painting.
Within the painting, the landscapes were lifelike, the vegetation indistinguishable from the real thing.
The reassembled Shadow in the Painting exuded an incomparably sinister and cold aura, more than twice as powerful as before.
Abbot Xuanzhen put away the Shadow in the Painting, falling into deep thought.
His contemplation lasted only a moment before he returned to his usual self.
"When the mineral lode is breached, there will surely be a strange phenomenon. I will unfurl the scroll then," said Abbot Xuanzhen.
After some consideration, he had just decided not to make his move out in the open.
Although the academy had only sent two people, who could say for certain that they didn't have other tricks up their sleeve?
If they were seen killing Piaoxu, it would undoubtedly lead to significant trouble.
No one present had any objections to Abbot Xuanzhen's reasoning.
