Chapter 3213 Old Man in the Painting


    A priest moved to protect the injured Qin Jing Zhen and the main priest. As they retreated, he said, “My King, I will ask more people toe and help...”


    Qin Jing Zhen looked frustrated as he gnashed his teeth and said, “Shut up. No one is allowed to leave the god temple. I will kill anyone who tries to leave. If whatever happens today is made public, you will all be killed.”


    It was unimaginable what might happen if it was made known that an incident took ce in the alpha temple, resulting in Qin Jing Zhen being injured. How much would that affect the Qin Kingdom? The losses for the Qin Kingdom could not be calcted, let alone fathomed.


    Qin Jing Zhen could not let that happen. He believed the old man in the painting could sort this problem out.


    “Father!” Qin Bai cried as he ran before Qin Jing Zhen. He had never seen Qin Jing Zhen in such a state. His hair was messed up, and he had blood in his mouth. He looked pale and a bit green.


    “Do not be afraid, Bai son. All is fine.” Qin Jing Zhen patted Qin Bai on the head. He allowed a trusted man to take Qin Bai and leave the temple.


    Although people might be suspicious of the crown prince leaving before everyone else, Qin Jing Zhen did not want to risk his son’s life. He was Qin Jing Zhen’s only son, so nothing could be allowed to happen to him.


    He forced a smile. He looked at Han Sen, who was next to Qin Bai, and asked, “Are you Han Sen? I have been wanting to meet you, but I never thought we would meet at a time like this. The teacher was right. You are a unique man.”


    “Please forgive me for joining here uninvited,” Han Sen casually said. He did not really care for Qin Jing Zhen. His attention was mostly fixed on the old man and Wan’er.


    “My King, who is the old man in the picture?” Han Sen thought the old man in the painting looked godly. He did not look human. He looked more like a God Spirit than a human.


    “It is good that you came uninvited. If you had note, my son would be put in danger.” Qin Jing Zhen paused and went on to say, “That elite is not a human. He is a powerful God Spirit. Back in ancient times, he was as strong as 12 Annihtion God Spirits.” “As strong as 12 Annihtion God Spirits?” Han Sen was shocked. How could a God Spirit like that not be in a god temple but instead relegated to a painting inside another god temple?


    Qin Jing Zhen did not hide anything. “I do not really know who he is. I only know that one of the alpha kings invited him in to protect the temple. The legends im he is an old god. Before the 12 main gods existed, he was already that powerful. I have tried doing my best to research his origins, but no information about him has been discovered.”


    Upon hearing Qin Jing Zhen say all that, Han Sen was shocked. The old man in the painting was clearly very powerful. When Han Sen had fought Moment God, he got a grasp of what true power was like. This man far exceeded that.


    Aside from those 12 Annihtion God Spirits, only the person inside the geno hall could be that powerful. The old man in the painting was not him.


    If such a powerful God Spirit existed, it would have been from before the universe rebooted.


    The God Hall Leader had told Han Sen that because the universe had rebooted, a sky full of God Spirit power had been weakened. Han Sen had been able to kill Moment God, but that was not the best Moment God. That was because the universe had been rebooted. Moment God had not yet recovered the god power an Annihtion God Spirit should have had.


    The old man in the painting was likely a powerful God Spirit from a time before the universe was rebooted. It was unclear why he had not been affected by the reboot. Either way, that was why he had such a scary god power.


    Even if the old man was the strongest Annihtion God Spirit, Han Sen did not think he could beat Wan’er while she was in that mode.


    Wan’er’s eyes looked the same as they always did. It was like she had not heard what the old man in the painting said. She floated like she had not seen the old man in the painting.


    “Thetitude and longitude of the world is just a picture,” the old man angrily said. He seemed to have been enraged by her ignorance of him. He moved his cane and sent a miraculous power flying at Wan’er.


    Han Sen had witnessed Xie Qing King use a power that enabled him to draw something and have that thinge to life, but he had never seen anything real be a painting.


    The old man in the painting emitted a god light. Everything in the temple became a 2D picture.


    It was like the entire scene became a 2D anime. Everything was very unreal. Wan’er, who had a gold fire around her body, was not affected by the power. She still floated as she approached the old man. The power used against her did not seem to affect her in the least.


    The face of the old man in the painting changed. He was a drawing god. Before the universe was rebooted, he was an Annihtion God Spirit. Back then, there were more than 12 Annihtion God Spirits.


    But he had fallen and joined the God Chaos Party. In hisst fight, he wanted to escape the disastrous rebooting of the universe. He hid inside a drawing that had an incredible god power. That was how he managed to survive. He was not erased by the rebooting of the universe.


    He also did not want to get trapped inside the painting. A king of the Qin Kingdom randomly found the god painting. He identally opened the painting. It allowed the painting god to be set free. He thanked the Qin Kingdom’s king, but he also wanted a ce to stay. The painting god had lost his god temple, so he agreed to guard the Qin Kingdom’s Alpha Temple and ept the sacrifices of the kingdom’s royalty.


    The painting god had heard the legends about Qin Xiu and Qin Wan’er. Back then, he was still trapped inside the painting. He had never seen Qin Xiu or Qin Wan’er. He also did not care much about legends like that.


    Humans use god spirit blood pulses and gene power. They could not get very strong, but right now, that Wan’er in front of him made him drop a pretense of flippancy and take things deathly seriously.


    Seeing his painting god power was unable to affect Wan’er, the painting god’s god light shed. He gathered up power on the wooden cane.


    The wine bottle, which was hanging on the wooden cane, flew up. It poured out an elixir that was like ink. The painting god put the tip of the wooden cane into the liquid. It was like a giant pen sshing ink on Wan’er.


    The whole world suddenly turned into a painting. Wherever the painting god’s cane reached, the space that touched the ink turned into darkness. It was like a piece of paper god had painted ck. Whatever had been on the paper before was covered by the ink. It was like it had never existed in the first ce.


    Anything touched by the ink on the cane was enveloped by darkness. The old man waved his wooden cane, turning half of the god temple ck. Wan’er was in the half of the temple that had turned ck.


    Now, the god temple looked incredibly weird. Half of it was like its usual god temple self, whereas the other half was a 2D world of darkness.