However, after observing it for a while, I found that this thing seemed to be missing some necessary catalyst.

Neither incantations, talismans, nor lightning swords could activate this thing.

The eagle owl tattoo is quite interested in the painting, but my current goal is not to eat it, but to draw out what's inside.

Old Dao saw me fiddling with the painting for a long time without any reaction, so he went over to me.

As soon as I got close, I could sense that the painting was moving.

So that's how it is. Old Dao's body is special. It seems this kid is the key.

I immediately understood everything.

"Old Knife, bite your finger and put your blood on it!"

I shouted at Lao Dao.

Although Lao Dao was afraid, he was very loyal to his friends.

He obediently bit his middle finger until it bled, wincing in pain.

Finally, Lao Dao squeezed the blood from his middle finger onto the painting.

The scroll released a black aura that directly struck Xu Feng's crown chakra.

Xu Feng, who had just lost consciousness, stood up again.

However, Xu Feng's appearance was completely different from before.

"Brother Chen, look at this old man, he looks different!"

Old Knife exclaimed in surprise.

If he was a kind middle-aged man just now, he is now a ferocious old man.

"Isn't he Xu Feng?"

Old Dao blurted it out.

I shook my head: "No, he is Xu Feng. He just swapped his fate with someone. What a vicious method."