This world, it turns out, is so bizarre and magnificent, captivating the soul!
In the dim cave, Chen Xu stands before the mural.
He is completely engulfed in an indescribable shock, much greater than when he first discovered the existence of the Food Cauldron Celestial Book.
Chen Xu doesn't want to admit it, yet at this moment, he must birth an understanding.
The vast and boundless Jiuzhou world he once thought so grand may be nothing more than a speck of dust in the face of the true great world.
But if that speck of dust were a mural—
Then he, Chen Xu, would be a person within that painting!
How could this be explained?
When he was inside the painting, he once marveled at the Micro Dust Country in the well, as small as duckweed.
Little did he know that the vast Jiuzhou is but a painting of mountains and rivers!
Centuries of earthly haze, a fleeting romance of the night.
The painted world, crafted with a few strokes of colored ink.
