He suddenly thrust his hand into the back of Star Covering, the Tao Flame intending to burn Star Covering to ashes.
But the next moment, the Star Covering before him dispersed into a mist, while a slender right hand emerged from the Painter's chest.
The Painter looked in disbelief at the hand from his chest, feeling it lift upwards. His blood splattered on the ground, and in his perspective, his distance from the ground kept increasing until he was completely lifted by Star Covering.
A wisp of mist transformed into a tentacle, burrowing into the Painter's wound, swiftly moving and flowing within his body, seeking the Painter's source of power.
"Where in your body is the incense? I must let my Fog Insect search for it."
