"Scared?"
Minister Ape grinned. "Scared my ass!
Now that our king has appeared, the top three Godfiend family clans will have to make way for our Tianshan Snowmen race! "
Hearing Minister Ape's bold words, the elders and leaders of the Tianshan Snowman tribe were in high spirits.
"Yeah!
Devouring wolf race is nothing! "
"Beat them up, ha-ha …"
"Don't mind, Sir Li Mo."
Yuan Bozhong whispered to Li Mo, "Our Heavenly Mountain snowmen have always been fearless. Now that our king is out of seclusion, we've become even more fearless.
Now that our king is out, we have nothing to fear.
And to be honest, with our king here, the Devouring Wolf race is nothing. "
"Sigh, I don't mind."
Li Mo waved his hand and picked up his bowl.
His voice was bold and heroic as he shouted, imitating the experts of the Sky Mountain Snow Men Tribe. "Then, I wish you all a triumphant return. The Devouring Wolf Tribe is nothing!
Beat them up! "
"Ha-ha …"
The Tianshan Snowmen laughed heartily and clinked glasses with Li Mo, draining them in one go.
Li Mo looked around at the Tianshan Snowmen, his eyes flashing with pity.
In the days to come, they would have to fight the fake Heavenly Court.
Although they said it was easy, the next time they got together to drink, some of them wouldn't have the chance to do so.
War was cruel, just like in Myriad Mountains.
More than two hundred thousand warriors died there, and now many days had passed.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains was still reeking of blood.
But Li Mo knew the fake Heavenly Court was overbearing.
This war was unavoidable. Peace?
Only by fighting it out!
Li Mo and the Tianshan Snowmen drank deep into the night. Afterwards, Ape Bozhong arranged a house for Li Mo.
It wasn't far from the one Li Mo destroyed, and was one of the best houses the Tianshan Snowmen could afford.
After all, the Tianshan Snowmen weren't experts in architecture, and building a house wasn't easy.
"I will be in seclusion for a few days. I'll have to trouble second elder to keep others away."
Li Mo's voice came from inside the room. It was Yuan Bozhong's assurance.
"Rest assured, Sir Li Mo."
Li Mo's figure looked tiny in the room.
After all, this was a house prepared for the Sky Mountain Snowmen.
The interior of the house was spacious and the furnishings were simple.
It was a bit cold in the igloo, but Li Mo used his spiritual qi to force the alcohol out of his body, leaving him drenched in sweat.
Then, with a clang, a large cauldron appeared in the room.
Li Mo slapped the cauldron and a blazing flame appeared.
"Drip …"
A drop of water fell and Li Mo looked up.
The ice house was actually melting at this moment?
Last time, Li Mo destroyed one of the few houses of the Heavenly Mountain Yeti tribe. Now he was going to melt another?
Li Mo couldn't bear the thought of the snowmen still sleeping in the snow outside. He couldn't bear to see them wreaking havoc like this.
So Li Mo waved his hand and spiritual qi protected the igloo, keeping the heat at bay.
Sure enough, the water on the roof stopped dripping and froze into ice again.
Next, Li Mo threw the silk he got from Snow King into the cauldron.
"Sizzle …"
The flames in the cauldron immediately covered the Tianshan Silk. Under the burning of the flames, the colorful Tianshan Silk shone brightly.
"Ding, ding, ding …"
Crisp sounds came from the room as Li Mo refined the Heavenly Mountain Silk with the Myriad Jade Refinement Method.
Three days passed in a flash as Li Mo forged and quenched the silk.
The gorgeous color on the Tianshan Silkworm's silk had gradually faded away, but the silk had become even more sparkling.
After a few days, the Tianshan Silk in the cauldron had been woven into a blank scroll.
Extinguishing the fire, he took out the painting.
Li Mo frowned, 'What should I paint?'
One World Painting didn't only depend on the silk's quality. It also depended on painting and time-space Dao.
Dongfang Yibai, for example, was well-read.
It was precisely because he didn't understand time-space Dao that he couldn't refine One World Painting.
In the end, Li Mo used his origin power to create half of the Void Wood to help Dongfang Yibai refine One World Painting.
"Got it!"
Li Mo's eyes lit up after some thought.
Li Mo took out a brush and ink from his storage pouch and started drawing.
With the outline of the lines, a pitch-black figure appeared in One Painting One World.
The silhouette's face was blurry, eyes closed.
The silhouette was pitch-black, but the innate aura of a ruler permeated the entire painting.
It was as if the world was in his grasp, and he only needed to open his eyes.
Mountains and rivers toppled, and all living things perished.
Li Mo's brush didn't stop there.
Li Mo drew seven silhouettes one after another on the painting.
Each of them had the aura of holding the sun, moon, and stars in their hands.
These were the same silhouettes Li Mo and Hu Lin used to compete in illusions. They were the half-emperors Li Mo met.
Some were Li Mo's enemies, while others were his friends.
Of course, even if he could draw his opponents into One World Painting, these seven silhouettes wouldn't be able to display the might of a half-emperor.
But in this mysterious One World Painting, even a Celestial God wouldn't stand a chance against these seven silhouettes, would they?
Li Mo's face was pale and beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.
These were seven Quasi-emperors. If he wanted to sketch out their appearances and temperaments, he would have to do so.
How hard would it be?
Even in the mid Sky Immortal stage, even with his rich spiritual qi, Li Mo found it hard to bear.
If it were any other powerhouse in the Heaven Celestial Stage, they would have given up halfway.
"Phew … It's not easy to summon these seven fellows.
It'll be even harder to use them in battle.
I can only use my spiritual qi to make them fight. "
Li Mo let out a long breath and said in shock.
Anything that touched an emperor was no simple matter.
With the painting done, Li Mo set up a Spiritual Gathering Array in the igloo.
Of course, the Staff of Origin was the eye of the array. Golden origin power filled the Spiritual Gathering Array.
Li Mo had no knowledge of time-space power, so he could only use the Staff of Origin to give One World Painting its origin power.
Li Mo threw the painting world into the Spiritual Gathering Array and activated it.
"Whoosh …"
The wind blew. Li Mo had killed many Earth and Sky Immortals lately, and their storage bags all ended up in Li Mo's hands.
So this Spiritual Gathering Array's eye was made of high grade spirit stones. Just how strong was it?
The Source Power in the Spirit Gathering Array was like a tornado, sweeping up a dragon and converging towards the painting, one world.