"Break for me!"
"Damn it, no response."
Gu Shanhai cursed as he looked at what he called the Investiture of the Gods, a manifestation of heaven and earth.
However, his use of "seal" meant to seal off, whereas the Investiture of the Gods referred to an imperial seal, which were not the same.
"Teacher, this thing is ugly..." Wang Qi remarked, looking at the massive painting where divine beings twisted and sealed within it resembled demons.
More importantly, these divine beings still had their self-awareness, and the resentment they emitted made Wang Qi's scalp tingle.
He didn't know why Gu Shanhai chose to make the divine beings into such a bizarre form, but the painting was already affecting the operations of half of the Island Alliance.
