The true painting realm had finally dissipated, leaving only dimness before his eyes.
It turned out that the day had not yet dawned; the morning light he had seen sprinkling over the world was merely within the painting, and the last light he saw was solely due to the arrival of the Xuange God.
Although he had completely awoken and stepped out of the painting realm, Xiang Shen felt a heaviness in his head. The brief night had made him feel as if he were in another world; even the most real appearances before him inadvertently gave Xiang Shen an illusion that everything around him seemed suspicious and could still be part of the painting.
Xuange God gently patted Xiang Shen on the shoulder, giving him a bit of courage to recognize reality.
Xiang Shen's mood calmed down, but after calming down, a difficult-to-suppress anger surged in his heart!
As a True God, to be so fooled!
Who is the divine being responsible!