Chapter 282: The Student of Ji Feifan's Mother

The entire painting was undercoated in black, a rich black, like the darkest corner of the night, devoid of any luster.

Right in the center, a white thorn stretched upward. It should be said that the painter had used black ink to depict the white thorn.

He used only one type of paint, which was black ink; the parts left uninked in the middle formed the shape of the thorn. The thorn had many small vines that twisted and twined as they stretched upwards.

Just looking at those white thorn vines gave one the impression of wanting to burst out of a dark cage.

Lin Zhi couldn't help but walk closer to look, and this closer look shocked her.

At the top of the painting, the numerous thorn vines did not break through the darkness; at the very tip, a line as thin as a hair sealed all the thorns with black ink.

These thorns seemed to be struggling hard; however, in reality, they had not broken free and were still enveloped in the overwhelming darkness.