Redemption of a Born Demon-Chapter 82: Bearing Myriad Spirits, Daring to Humble a Divine Brush (Part 1)
As Yi Beidou strode into the hall, Zhou Baiwei and the others immediately followed suit, entering as well.
Outside the villa, the disciples of Dragon Tiger Town’s major martial arts halls were left stunned, unable to react for a moment.
’Just now... that was...’
’With a wave of his hand, that young man had repelled all the many Deities that walked out of the villa?!’
If the heart-stopping images from just now weren’t still deeply imprinted in their minds, they would have thought their eyes were playing tricks on them.
The second-floor expert’s methods had been crushed in an instant, vanishing without a trace. ’Just who *is* this young man?!’
Yi Beidou stepped into the hall, and the Spirit-Suppressing Paintings came into clear view. The Deities on them seemed to leap from the canvas, influencing the hall’s magnetic field and stimulating one’s mind to produce all sorts of illusions.
Of course, a magnetic field of this level was not enough to affect Yi Beidou.
As he carefully examined the Spirit-Suppressing Paintings on the walls, he began to notice a few peculiarities.
The materials used for these paintings were likely specially concocted, not ordinary chemical compounds. Certain mineral components had been added, which in themselves had the effect of influencing "feng shui."
In addition to special materials that influenced feng shui, they also contained powdered ingredients used for Hidden Spirit.
Jade, sap from Locust Wood, and so on.
But the most miraculous part was the eyes of these Spirit-Suppressing Paintings.
Vivid and full of spirit, the eyes activated the entire painting’s charm. They were the key that allowed these works to "come alive" and release a potent mental influence.
Add the eyes to the painted dragon, and spiritual essence is born.
Yi Beidou’s nose twitched slightly. His keen sense of smell detected a very faint, sweet fragrance.
This wasn’t perfume, but the scent of blood.
The blood of a Body Ascension expert!
After achieving a Transformed Body, a Saint Expert’s body naturally emits a sweet fragrance. Even their blood has no foul, coppery smell, but rather a unique scent.
’So that’s how it is.’
The pigment used for dotting the eyes wasn’t just made from materials that gather Hidden Spirit—it was mixed with the blood of a Saint!
This way, when applying the finishing touch to the eyes, the artist could imbue the painting with the greatest possible amount of their True Intent, granting it miraculous power.
"Truly extraordinary," Yi Beidou praised, then looked behind him.
At this moment, Zhou Baiwei and Yang Mutong both had solemn expressions, with a few drops of sweat trickling down their foreheads.
They had only just touched the threshold of the Realm of Mighty Spirit, so the pressure here was a bit much for them.
Meng Qianyuan, on the other hand, seemed relatively relaxed. Although the Demon-Suppressing Seven-Star Needle had sealed his Qi and blood, the foundation of his Soul-Stealing Peak cultivation was still intact.
"You three stay here on the first floor. Try to comprehend the mysteries here; it might be helpful for you."
Yi Beidou said.
The three nodded. It was the first time even they had seen such a Spiritual Painting Dojo. Compared to watching a duel between Saint Experts, this place was indeed more suitable for them to comprehend its mysteries.
Then, Yi Beidou paid them no more mind and strode forward.
In front of him were the five Hall Masters, standing rigidly in place and struggling to hold on.
At this moment, Qi Shengping and the other four had no idea that someone had entered the hall. Their Heart Intents were completely ensnared by the Spirit-Suppressing Paintings, and they were unable to break free.
In their eyes, the surrounding mountain-sized Deities were getting closer and closer, the various weapons in their hands about to fall.
"Everyone, let’s retreat for now!"
One of the Hall Masters said in a low voice, his whole body drenched in sweat. He was on the verge of collapse.
"Alright, let’s retreat!"
Qi Shengping and the others agreed. They knew it was impossible to advance further. Temporarily retreating now, or moving to the back where the influence wasn’t as intense to patiently comprehend the mysteries, was a good choice.
However, just as they were preparing to retreat, they suddenly felt the pressure on them abruptly weaken. The surrounding mountain-like Divine Spirits actually moved aside, seemingly opening up a path.
’What’s going on?’
A look of astonishment flashed in the five men’s eyes. ’Could it be that we persevered long enough and have passed the test of the expert upstairs?’
TAP! TAP!!
The next moment, they heard footsteps from behind them.
The five were startled and quickly turned to look.
They saw that at some unknown time, a tall young man had appeared behind them and was striding past.
Wherever this person passed, all the huge Divine Spirits moved aside.
Soon, the young man disappeared ahead of them.
They couldn’t see the scene in front.
Because after the young man passed, the Deities that had moved aside returned, once again surrounding them, blocking their vision, and staring menacingly.
The five Hall Masters were speechless.
So, it wasn’t that they had passed the test, but that these Divine Spirits were making way for someone else.
’Who is that young man?! How can he walk through here completely unhindered?!’
’Besides, didn’t the expert upstairs rule that only five people could enter the Dao Field?’
"Let’s retreat!"
Qi Shengping said. If they retreated and asked the martial arts hall disciples waiting outside, they would understand what had happened.
The five joined forces and retreated. They passed Meng Qianyuan and the others, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground comprehending the True Intent in the paintings, but they didn’t rashly disturb them. Instead, they retreated completely out of the hall.
Sunlight shone down, a gentle breeze brushed their faces. Only a single door separated them, yet it felt like two different worlds.
"Shijun, who on earth was that who just went in?"
Qi Shengping immediately found Lu Shijun, who had gathered around, and asked him.
"We don’t know either. Just now..."
Lu Shijun and the others exchanged a glance, a look of disbelief still lingering in their eyes, as they told the five Hall Masters what had just happened.
This...
The five looked at each other, their expressions changing uncertainly as a guess formed in their minds.
’Could it be... that young man is also one of *those* people?’
Meanwhile, inside the villa, Yi Beidou walked up the stairs to the second floor.
In an instant, the view before him opened up completely.
Blue sky, the Cloud Sea.
At this moment, he wasn’t on the ground, but treading upon the Cloud Sea, standing at the apex of the sky.
A boundless world manifested within a tiny space.
This was a mental illusion created by the other party painting a Spirit Painting on the wall while simultaneously releasing his Heart Intent to control the magnetic field. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
Yi Beidou’s gaze locked onto a tall man sitting cross-legged amidst the Cloud Sea.
This man had a buzz cut and wore a loose, sleeveless shirt, revealing a brawny physique.
"You certainly have some refined tastes," Yi Beidou said.
"Since this is Magical Combat between peers, one should naturally put in some effort. What do you think?"
The man slowly stood up. His build was like that of a brown bear; he didn’t look like someone who studied painting at all.
"It’s merely an illusion," Yi Beidou said, pointing one finger to the sky and one to the ground. "What I seek is real and true."
The next moment.
BOOM!!
Inside the second floor, the magnetic field trembled, Yin and Yang reversed, and the Free Dao Field condensed from the Zizai Dharma Seal spread out. The blue sky and Cloud Sea vanished in an instant.
The entire room revealed its true appearance.
Utterly desolate.
This wasn’t just for elegant amusement; it was Huang Tianhu’s final test.
This was an Illusion Array formed using the mystical properties of a Spirit Painting combined with his own True Intent. With a single thought, the illusion would change instantly, giving his opponent no chance of victory.
If one couldn’t even break this Array, then there was no need to continue the fight.
Just like the Demon Suppression Array set up by the Great Vow Master back then, if you couldn’t break the array, you would be at a disadvantage.
"Indeed. What you and I seek is real and true. The art of the Spirit Painting is merely an offshoot of my own Cultivation."
Even though his arrangement was broken by Yi Beidou, Huang Tianhu wasn’t angry. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
GUSH! GUSH!!
It was as if the sound of a raging torrent was coming from within Huang Tianhu’s body. His Qi and blood surged like a great river, and at the same time, a strange phenomenon appeared on the surface of his body.
The exposed parts of his body changed into variegated colors at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lifelike tattoos appeared out of thin air on his skin.
Mountain ranges stretched on, phoenixes danced and dragons soared, Exotic Beasts roared with pride, and gods and demons lay hidden.
