When Li Yu could see her surroundings again, she found herself in an upside-down, blood-red city.

Everything in sight was blood red, constantly assaulting Li Yu's vision and senses, as if this place were hell.

The city was permeated with a nauseating stench of blood, and countless fragments of murals floated on the streets, seemingly depicting the gruesome deaths of countless people.

Even within the blood-red city walls, countless ghosts are embedded.

Li Yu's Triple Soul-Devouring Eyes instantly transformed into a pitch-black hole, attempting to dispel and devour the illusion, only to find that it could suppress the power of the ghosts and had no effect on the surrounding environment.

"it's useless."

A deep, cold voice echoed from afar, and the reverberation of the city walls reverberated above the blood-red city.

Li Yu remained calm and composed as he asked:

"If you want to kill me, why hide your true colors?"

On the city wall, a cat's eye was staring intently at Li Yu.

"Li Yu, you're dead. Once I pull you into this painting, you can't leave alive."

The other party was extremely satisfied with Li Yu, who was trapped here.

Seemingly convinced of his victory, he detached himself from the city wall and continued to mock Li Yu:

"In this world within the painting, I am the master, and your life and death are now in my hands."

Li Yu calmly turned around and saw a lifelike human-shaped mural, eerily emerging from the city wall, with an extremely beautiful cat's eye stone embedded in its left eye.

The cat's eyes looked into Li Yu's black eyes, which gleamed with a dark green light:

“Our eyes are aligned, this place is no longer an illusion, but a real world.”

"Who are you?" Li Yu was puzzled. He was certain he had never seen this person before and truly couldn't understand why they would willingly come seeking death.

Seeing Li Yu's forced composure, the other party felt even more disdainful, and then sneered as he introduced himself:

"Shadow Eyes of the Assassin Alliance have come to claim your life! Today is your death day."

"Assassin's Guild? So it's a group of assassins." Li Yu picked up the Phoenix Bow with a helpless expression, sighed softly, as if he was already fed up with the people who kept coming to seek death.

"To be honest, I have no interest in playing with you. Before you attacked me, didn't you even bother to find out what happened to the others?"

Li Yu looked at Ying Tong seriously, a hint of killing intent in his eyes: "I never leave anyone alive when I make a move."

"Hahaha..." Ying Tong was amused by Li Yu's words.

He deliberately laughed so hard he almost fell over, as if he had heard the most absurd and ridiculous joke in the world:

"You? You're not leaving any survivors?"

"Who do you think you are? The Golden Sky Sword Immortal? In this world of paintings, you are nothing but a lamb to the slaughter, at my mercy."

Ying Tong seemed to have finally caught her breath from laughing, her face still bearing a strong sense of mockery:

"You're so arrogant with only seventy-four people. I'd like to see what you're capable of."

Seeing this, Li Yu could only shrug helplessly, knowing full well that it was pointless to argue with such an arrogant person.

However, out of curiosity, he spoke up again:

"I'll ask you one last time, did the Ao family send you?"

Li Yu knew in his heart that the only people who had recently clashed with him and were always seeking revenge were that arrogant and domineering young master Ao and his protective sister.

It's not hard to guess that after the Ao siblings went missing, the Ao family behind them would definitely take some action.

"Smart." Ying Tong smiled and snapped her fingers, then quickly added, "But I didn't say anything, you just guessed it all."

"It's always a good thing that you can die knowing the truth," Ying Tong praised Li Yu, her tone full of mockery.

"After all, you can't win in my world of paintings, so you might as well die before you're reborn."

Knowing who was behind it all, Li Yu didn't want to listen to Ying Tong's nonsense any longer. He directly nocked an arrow and slowly drew back the Phoenix Bow.

As the bowstring vibrated, three clusters of crimson flames condensed on the arrow, leaping and burning as if they were alive.

He didn't even light the Phoenix Bow when facing the assassin.

Li Yu glanced silently at Ying Tong opposite her, her eyes cold as she reminded him:

"You only have one chance to make your move."

Ying Tong instantly felt himself enveloped by an intense aura of death, and a chill rose from the depths of his heart, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

He immediately abandoned his previous contempt for Li Yu and used all his strength to strike first against her:

"Kill within the painting!"

At Ying Tong's command, the surrounding blood-red city suddenly trembled violently.

Countless fragments of the mural flew through the air, rapidly reassembling into a massive painting of death.

In an instant, nine hundred and ninety-nine ancient soldiers, each wielding a sharp blade, burst forth from the emerging scroll.

"Kill!" The battle cries echoed throughout the world depicted in the painting.

The undead were equipped with completely different weapons, but their eyes were filled with deadly killing intent as they pounced straight at Li Yu.

Faced with thousands of people rushing towards him like a tidal wave, Li Yu remained as still as a mountain, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Do you know?" Li Yu's voice was soft, yet terrifyingly calm:

"Quantity makes no difference to me."

"Whoosh—"

Before the words were even finished, a crimson arrow had already pierced through the blood-red sky!

In an instant, the burning arrows swiftly pierced through the hundreds of ancient soldier ghosts charging at the forefront.

Surprisingly, the remaining undead behind were not hit by the arrow, but they also exploded at the same moment, turning into a rain of blood.

Upon seeing this, Li Yu was slightly surprised, but he instantly understood from the energy feedback.

"I see."

The soldiers behind them actually tried to resist the fatal attack by sharing the damage.

Ying Tong looked on in astonishment, as Li Yu had actually wiped out all the undead from the painting in the first wave of attacks with a single blow.

The Killing Array within the Painting has always relied on this ability to distribute damage to successfully wear down countless powerful individuals who were pulled into the painting.

Almost no one can kill thousands of soldiers in the painting directly, which is why Shadow Eye is so confident that he came alone.

However, Ying Tong never expected that, given the terrifying power of Li Yu's arrow, such an action would be tantamount to courting death.

In fact, when the arrow hits the first soldier, all the soldiers whose damage was shared have already melted into liquid.

Faced with Li Yu's powerful attacks, they were as fragile as paper.

"Impressive, no wonder you're called the God of Arrows." Ying Tong praised him, but her eyes still held a hint of resentment.

"However, you have no idea what the rules of the world within the painting are. Remember, they are under my control!"

After saying that, Ying Tong activated her power again, and the scroll instantly transformed into an endless abyss, where countless undead howled.

"Here, only the paint dies!"