The real world.

Ever since Xia Tianqiong entered the painting, everyone has been staring at the sketch, eager to see how he will save people.

"His move just now was so powerful and cool, he completely dominated the entire arena, so why did he suddenly stop using it?"

"Perhaps that move consumes too much energy and cannot be maintained for too long!"

"It looks impressive, but in reality, not a single monster was killed."

As soon as Xia Tianqiong entered the painting, she used a trick to attack all the monsters in a group, a scene that truly stunned everyone.

After all, most of them had just become Tricksters and had never seen such powerful tricks before.

Some people at the scene were envious, while others were jealous.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Tianqiong created dozens of mirror images of himself, which then flew into the air, drawing gasps from the crowd once again.

There are very few tricks that can make people fly, and no one would not want to fly into the sky.

Attacking ground targets from the air at least guarantees one's own safety.

Before they could even be happy for Xia Tianqiong, Hua Gui drew a huge flying monster that rushed straight towards them.

Everyone became tense.

In the art world.

One after another, enormous flying monsters rushed towards Xia Tianqiong, but he didn't panic. Before the monsters could reach him, he immediately used the Sky-Splitting Technique on Hua Gui.

"Snap!"

Like a muffled thunderclap, it suddenly resounded throughout the entire black and white world.

Xia Tianqiong herself was startled, thinking that the Sky-Splitting Technique shouldn't be that powerful!

The painting was torn in two, leaving a huge crack nearly a meter long.

"This is the power of space! Damn humans, how could you possibly contract a monster with the power of space? This is not scientific!"

The painting ghost did not die; it turned back into a pile of powder and then returned to its original state.

Xia Tianqiong sneered, "You're a weirdo, what science are you talking to me about? Your very existence is unscientific."

"You can no longer use this kind of trickery, otherwise the world of painting will collapse and you will surely die."

Hua Gui used the same excuse again, trying to restrict Xia Tianqiong's actions.

Xia Tianqiong, however, did not intend to listen to the other party this time, because she saw that the crack was merging.

This will obviously also consume the ghostly power of the painting ghost.

So he used the Sky-Splitting Technique on the flying monsters one after another, not only shattering all the monsters, but also tearing open eight or nine spatial rifts.

The art world immediately trembled and became somewhat unstable.

"Foolish human, do you want to die together with me?"

Hua Gui was furious; how could he have run into such a reckless guy?

"Release everyone here and form a contract with me, and I'll let you go."

Xia Tianqiong set out her conditions, and Hua Guiqi angrily cursed, "Dream on! You're not worthy of making a contract with me!"

It suddenly grabbed a pencil in each hand and started waving it around like a madman.

Countless monsters were drawn, some flying, some running, some climbing, all kinds, dazzling the eyes.

The already small intersection was soon filled with all sorts of monsters.

The only saving grace is that they are not very aggressive; they only bite.

The dozen or so people around were terrified and huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Zhou Boyu and the others were able to relax, as the monsters stopped attacking them after Xia Tianqiong arrived.

Xia Tianqiong remained completely calm, continuously conjuring clone mirrors with her left hand to create numerous clones, while using the Space-Rending Technique with her right hand to kill large numbers of clones, and at the same time tearing open spatial rifts within this painted world.

However, each crack was quickly repaired.

Xia Tianqiong even tried to use the bronze mirror to perform the "Mirror Devouring All Things" technique, hoping to suck the painting ghost into the mirror space, but it would turn into black ash and escape.

They also tried using the Heavenly Rope and the Deceptive Chessboard, but to no avail.

Even the Mirror Freeze Technique and the Soul-Binding White Silk can only trap someone for a second or two before it breaks free.

Xia Tianqiong eventually had to admit a fact: in the art world, it was impossible to grasp the painting ghost or truly harm it.

There's no other way but to outlast the opponent and slowly wear them down.

As time passed, Xia Tianqiong continued to create cracks, which were initially repaired by Hua Gui.

But after more than half an hour, it couldn't be repaired.

"How is it? Is your Netherworld power about to run out?"

As Xia Tianqiong floated in the air, watching the monsters drawn by Hua Gui gradually decrease and the cracks repairing more slowly, she realized that the opponent had been almost completely exhausted.

The painting glared at it angrily, "Don't be so smug. Even if I can't outlast you, don't even think about making me sign a contract with you."

"Then you'll only have one path left: death."

"Hmph, the world of painting is destroyed, I am only severely injured, but all of you humans will die here."

"That's not necessarily true. Why don't we give it a try?"

Xia Tianqiong was full of confidence, but Hua Gui suddenly fell silent.

A moment later, all the monsters stopped attacking, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the crack, diving in and disappearing.

The painting ghost also rushed into the monster horde, trying to rush into the crack with them and leave the painting world.

Xia Tianqiong hadn't expected it to escape, so she quickly used her magic to scatter it again and again, slowing down its escape.

The real world.

The crowd gathered around the sketch, keeping a close eye on the battle depicted within.

The once smooth drawing paper is now somewhat torn.

Every time Xia Tianqiong tore open a spatial rift, a corresponding tear would appear on the drawing paper.

It looks like someone used a paper cutter to make it.

Everyone watched in astounded and filled with envy as Xia Tianqiong displayed a variety of unorthodox techniques, effortlessly fighting amidst a horde of monsters.

"Just how many strange entities has he contracted with? How many kinds of sorcery does he know?"

"He's more capable than an entire squad, no wonder he doesn't team up with others."

"Who is this person? Could he be from one of those ancient families?"

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