Suddenly, a seemingly unimpressive paintbrush appeared in Cen Yuanhe's other hand.
Cen Yuanhe held the brush in his hand and began to paint rapidly in the air.
The speed was so fast that it was utterly dizzying.
In an instant, a majestic and extraordinary ghostly deity appeared in midair.
When Cen Yuanhe finally tapped two dots in the deity's eyes with his brush, the figure suddenly started to swell rapidly, with its aura rising steeply.
In the blink of an eye, the deity that was just a painting appeared vividly before everyone's eyes.
This incredibly miraculous scene stunned everyone.
Someone murmured dazedly, "Brought to life with divine aid! Has Cen Yuanhe's strength already reached this level?"
At the same time.
Jie Gaohan was also taken aback but quickly calmed down. "A mere illusory art, and you dare to act presumptuously before me? Die!"
With that, he struck down with his palm.
