69novels Chapter 598 Is Wan Qiqi really that crazy?
Chapter 598 Is Wan Qiqi really that crazy?
Not to mention the immortals and gods behind him were shocked, even Fu Sheng, a member of the Painting Immortal Clan, was stunned by the scene.
Fu Sheng has greatly improved her speed in drawing words with blood, but the speed at which these Painting Immortals draw words with blood is more than twice as fast as hers.
Every time Fu Sheng draws characters, he has to do it stroke by stroke, but these people from the Immortal Clan can draw characters in blood with just a flick of their brushes.
Wow, that was fast!
Is this what they call mind-based painting?
Fu Sheng recalled the records of the Painting Immortal Clan's techniques that he had seen in the bottom of the Divine Tomb. The highest-level technique in the records was the Mind Painting Technique.
However, this idea was rejected by Fusheng as soon as it came to mind.
After all, according to the records at the time, only the progenitor of the painting spirits at the beginning of chaos had reached this level of strength, and the later painting immortals only reached the level of painting with blood.
Although these Painter Immortals can draw quickly, they still involve the actions of a spirit and require the aid of blood, which is fundamentally different from the mental drawing methods described in books.
In the modern Painter Spirit Clan, Fu Sheng is already the most talented and strongest, otherwise she wouldn't have been appointed as the next clan leader.
Even so, compared to the Painter Immortals before them, their Painter Spirits were still far inferior in both speed and power.
But Fu Sheng didn't seem discouraged at all; on the contrary, her eyes brightened, and she even showed a hint of excitement.
This is a rare learning opportunity.
The modern Painter Spirits are too comfortable. Due to the vast difference in strength between them and ordinary people, they don't need to worry about their lives at all. They are so comfortable that they can live a stable life even without improving their strength.
But complacency inevitably leads to decline, and laziness ultimately results in mediocrity.
Being complacent leads to a lack of ambition.
Fu Sheng grew up happily and peacefully in the modern world of the Painting Spirit Clan, enjoying a carefree and comfortable life. Even though she received various trainings from a young age, she was certainly not comparable to the Painting Immortal Clan members who faced perilous situations and were truly tempered in the face of death and danger.
But being weaker than them doesn't mean Fu Sheng has less talent.
In the year and a half since arriving in the cultivation world, Fu Sheng's painting spirit ability has been growing at an extremely terrifying speed. Every experience she has had has allowed her strength to leap forward.
The benefits she received from the real combat of the Immortal Clan before her were unprecedented.
Fu Sheng stared intently at their battle, feeling his chest burning and his blood surging.
She realized that when these painting immortals were drawing spirits, they weren't simply drawing spirits like she was. They were drawing spirits too fast, so fast that no strokes were generated at all; instead, they were drawing characters with dots of blood.
This has always been the biggest drawback of Fusheng's spirit-drawing work so far.
She was always too slow when drawing words with blood. It was the same in her previous battle with Jun Wuchi. She would often be interrupted by the opponent as soon as she finished drawing a stroke, so that she could never use her painting spirit.
If she could achieve the same speed as these Fairy Painters, her strength would increase dramatically in history.
How did they manage to do that?
Just as Fu Sheng was engrossed in watching, the closest deity behind him finally couldn't help but speak up: "Lord God... when shall we make our move?"
These words immediately pulled Fu Sheng out of her immersive spectator state. She turned her head and found a huge group of immortals and gods behind her, all standing still and looking up at her.
"Of course we should just go for it! What have you all been standing there like idiots for so long?" Fu Sheng looked at him with an incredulous expression, as if he were looking at idiots.
The gods and immortals, who had been waiting for the divine master's command and assumed the master was pondering a strategy, hesitated to act: "..."
Fu Sheng had never been in a position of authority, so she didn't understand the feeling of subordinates needing absolute commands. Even with Su Yun's memories, she didn't understand why such obvious things required her to give orders to do them.
She brought them here just to fight, didn't she?