"My King, I will ask the officers to come and protect you," a priest said while protecting the injured Qin Jing Zhen and the big priest.
"Shut up! No one is allowed to leave the god temple," Qin Jing Zhen coldly said, gnashing his teeth. "If you do, you will be killed. If word of this gets out, you will all die."
Qin Jing Zhen could not imagine what would happen to the alpha temple. If news of him being injured spread, it would affect the Qin Kingdom. If that happened, the losses the Qin Kingdom would suffer would be unimaginable.
Qin Jing Zhen could not allow that to happen. He believed the old man in the painting could solve the problem.
"Father."
Qin Bai was crying as he approached Qin Jing Zhen. He had never seen Qin Jing Zhen like this before. His hair was messy, and there was blood on his lips. His face was pale, but it looked green.
"Do not be afraid, My Son. It will be fine." Qin Jing Zhen patted Qin Bai's head. He had a person take Qin Bai away from the alpha temple.
Although the crown prince leaving the alpha temple first would make people suspicious, Qin Jing Zhen did not want to risk Qin Bai's life. He was Qin Jing Zhen's only son. He could not afford to lose him.
He forced himself to smile. He looked at Han Sen, who was behind Qin Bai, and said, "You are Han Sen, aren't you?
I have always wanted to meet you, but I did not expect to see you now. The teacher was right. You are a special person. "
"Please forgive me for coming here uninvited," Han Sen casually said.
His mind was not on Qin Jing Zhen. He was looking at the old man in the painting and Wan 'er.
"My King, who is the old man in the painting?"
Han Sen saw that the old man in the painting had a god light. He did not look human. He looked like a God Spirit and not a human.
"It is good that you came here uninvited. If you had not come, My Son would have been in danger."
Qin Jing Zhen paused and said, "That knight was not a human. He was a very powerful God Spirit. Since ancient times, he was already as powerful as the 12 Annihilation God Spirits."
"He is as powerful as 12 Annihilation God Spirits?"
Han Sen was slightly startled. If such a god was not in the temple, how could he be in the painting of the Qin Kingdom's ancestor?
Qin Jing Zhen did not try to hide anything. He said, "I do not know much about this leader. I only know he was invited by one of the kings to guard the alpha temple. The legends say he was an ancient god. He was very strong before the 12 main gods. I have looked into all the information, but I have not been able to find anything about this leader."
Hearing Qin Jing Zhen say that, Han Sen's heart jumped. The old man in the painting's god light was very strong. Even Moment God, whom Han Sen had fought before, did not have such a scary god light.
Aside from the 12 Annihilation God Spirits, only the one from the geno hall had such a god light. The old man in the painting was not one of them.
If such a powerful God Spirit existed, it had to have come from before the universe was rebooted.
Han Sen had heard from God Hall Leader that because the universe was rebooted, a sky full of God Spirit powers were weakened. Han Sen had killed Moment God, but she was not the best Moment God. Because the universe was rebooted, Moment God had not recovered the god power that an Annihilation God Spirit should have had.
An existence like the old man in the painting might have been a powerful God Spirit from before the universe was rebooted. For some reason, he was not affected by the universe being rebooted. That was why he had such a scary god light.
Even if the old man was as strong as a peak Annihilation God Spirit, Han Sen did not think he could beat Wan 'er in her current state.
Wan 'er's eyes were still the same. It was like she did not hear what the old man in the painting had to say. She walked forward in space. It was like she was not looking at the old man in the painting.
"The landscape of the world. Everything is a painting."
The old man in the painting looked as if he was enraged by Wan 'er's disdain. He waved his wooden staff. A weird power was coming toward Wan' er.
Han Sen had seen Xie Qing King's painting power turn into something solid, but he had never seen something solid become a painting power.
The old man in the painting had a god light. The real things in the Tai Temple became two-dimensional pictures.
It was like a real scene had become a two-dimensional animation. Everything looked so surreal.
Wan 'er, who had a gold flame, was not affected by the power. She was still walking forward in space. That power did not affect her.
The old man in the painting's face changed. He was the painting god. Before the universe was rebooted, he was an Annihilation class main god. Back then, there were more than 12 Annihilation class main gods.
In the end, he chose to fall and join the God Chaos Party. In the final fight, he wanted to avoid the universe rebooting disaster. He hid inside a scroll that had a god power. Because of that, he was able to escape. He was not erased by the universe's rebooting power.
He did not want to be trapped inside a painting. A king of the Qin Kingdom happened to find the god painting. He accidentally opened the god painting, which allowed the painting god to escape.
To repay the Qin Kingdom's king and to find a place to live, the painting god, who had lost his god temple, agreed to guard the Qin Kingdom's alpha temple. He also accepted the Qin Kingdom's royal family's offerings.
The painting god had heard of the legends of Qin Xiu and Qin Wan 'er, but he was still trapped inside the god painting. He had not seen Qin Xiu and Qin Wan' er. He did not think much of the legends.
Humans used God Spirit Blood-Pulses and gene race powers. No matter how strong they were, they could not be that strong. Now, Wan 'er was in front of him. He had to be careful.
Seeing his painting god power unable to affect Wan 'er, the painting god's body had a god light. It suddenly gathered on the wooden staff in his hands.
The wine bottle on the top of the wooden staff flew up. It poured out some ink-like liquid. The painting god used the tip of the wooden staff to touch the ink. It was like a giant pen. He drew the ink toward Wan 'er.
The world seemed to turn into a painting in an instant. Wherever the Painting God's wooden staff went, the space that was stained with ink immediately turned into chaos and darkness. It was like a blackened drawing paper. No matter what was drawn on the original drawing paper, once it was blackened by ink, it no longer existed.
Anything that was touched by the ink on the wooden staff would be drowned in the dark chaos. The old man waved the wooden staff. He suddenly painted one side of the god temple black. Half of the god temple became dark and chaotic. Wan 'er was in the middle of it.
Now, the god temple looked very weird. Half of it was the original god temple. The other half was a two-dimensional world that was dark and chaotic.