Immortal Travel of Longevity

What a brilliant deception, stealing the clouds to replace the sun.

When the false sun fell and dissolved into a puddle of ink, Li Gu's heavy brow finally relaxed.

He had completely underestimated The Painter's prowess.

He also realized that true cultivators did not rely on mere superhuman strength; it was these bizarre, unpredictable methods that were truly extraordinary.

Compared to that, what use was his own brute strength, no matter how great?

Li Gu shook his head, tossing the thought aside.

Now was not the time to dwell on such things.

"Keep moving. We must deliver the provisions on time."

Leaving it at that, Li Gu rode at the front, leading the way for the provision convoy.