Archean Eon Art

Chapter 661 - Cultivation at Holy Mountain of Painting

Chapter 661 Cultivation at Holy Mountain of Painting

Three Bay River System’s Thousand Mountain Star, Eternal Tower’s ninth floor.

Meng Chuan’s Essence Soul avatar arrived and flipped through the countless items sold by Eternal Tower.

“One Evodia Mystic Realm, Holy Mountain of Painting token. Meng Chuan selected what he wanted.

“Ten thousand cubes.” A cold, mighty voice rang out from above. Meng Chuan was already prepared.

Holy Mountain of Painting was a painting relic left behind by Daolord Evodia. It was also a treasure land in the River of Spacetime. It was now occupied by a Seventh Tribulation Eminence, Manor Lord Centaurea. Manor Lord Centaurea had also permanently stationed Master Poison Eye to guard it.

Any cultivator could visit Holy Mountain of Painting! However, the entry fee was 10,000 cubes. There was no time limit.

It costs each cultivator 10,000 cubes to visit Holy Mountain of Painting. A thousand cultivators is worth ten million cubes. It’s really easy for Seventh Tribulation Eminences to earn treasures. Meng Chuan sighed inwardly. There were tens of thousands of Sixth Tribulation Eminences in the River of Spacetime. There were even more Fifth Tribulation Eminences. Although there were many opportunities in the River of Spacetime, and the painting ruins weren’t a specific formulation, there were still many who were willing to spend 10,000 cubes.

After all, it was a ruin left behind by an Eighth Tribulation Eminence.

Resources in the River of Spacetime were occupied by the strongest experts.

Evodia Mystic Realm was a mystic realm created by Daolord Evodia. Holy Mountain of Painting was located within it.

Whoosh.

Evodia Mystic Realm didn’t bar outsiders from visiting, so Meng Chuan easily arrived at Evodia Mystic Realm. This was a beautiful scenic world. The moment Meng Chuan arrived, a thin elder appeared out of thin air. He was dressed in a black robe, had silver eyes, and emitted a cold aura. He was clearly not someone that was easy to get along with. However, the silver-eyed elder smiled when he saw Meng Chuan. “So it’s City Lord Eastcalm.”

“Greetings, Senior Poison Eye.” Meng Chuan was very humble.

This was a peak Essence Soul Sixth Tribulation Eminence that he admired very much. Meng Chuan didn’t admire his strength, but what he had done.

Very few people in the River of Spacetime dared to fall out with top factions like Black Fiend Hall, Shadow Lands, and Darkstar Guild. However, Master Poison Eye was one of them.

Poison Eye was actually a very benevolent Tribulation Eminence. As Black Fiend Hall was excessively crazy, Poison Eye couldn’t tolerate it. He repeatedly thwarted Black Fiend Hall’s schemes and suffered from Black Fiend Hall’s relentless revenge. Anyone who was close to Poison Eye could be implicated. Therefore, Poison Eye changed his name and became even more reclusive.

Manor Lord Centaurea thought highly of Master Poison Eye and stood forward to protect him.

Manor Lord Centaurea was the one with the most connections among the Seventh Tribulation Eminences. The ones who owed him favors were Celestial Thearch Myriad Star, Hall Lord White Avian, and nearly ten other Seventh Tribulation Eminences. By stepping forward to protect Poison Eye, he made his life easier.

“This is Holy Mountain of Painting’s token. Meng Chuan immediately took out the token and handed it to the other party.

“City Lord Eastcalm, you can come to Holy Mountain of Painting any time in the future with no time restrictions.” Master Poison Eye’s stiff face revealed a smile. “Daolord Evodia’s paintings are truly impressive. Although I’ve been guarding Evodia Mystic Realm for more than 30,000 years, I still find these paintings to be filled with endless profundities. City Lord Eastcalm, you are also an Essence Soul Tribulation Eminence. You can leave an Essence Soul avatar here permanently to study it.

“By the way, there are some things that need to be mentioned in advance. There are countless living beings in Evodia Mystic Realm. Therefore, you are limited to moving in the half-million-kilometer radius around Holy Mountain of Painting. You can’t enter other places.”

Meng Chuan nodded. “I understand.”

“Follow me.” Master Poison Eye personally led Meng Chuan as they flew. With their flying speed, they arrived in less than five seconds even at a leisurely speed.

“That’s Holy Mountain of Painting.” Poison Eye pointed at a towering mountain in the distance. One side of the mountain had been sliced cleanly.

The flat mountain wall was 45,000 kilometers tall and tens of thousands of kilometers wide.

There were massive paintings on the mountain wall. When Meng Chuan swept his gaze across them, he felt like an ant being pressed down by a world. His head felt dizzy.

“You can’t view it as a whole,” said Master Poison Eye immediately. “There are a total of 33 paintings on the mountain wall. Every painting contains Origins laws at the very least. If you view them as a whole, the 33 paintings can form a whole due to the connection between their auras. Even a Seventh Tribulation Eminence will feel dizzy and find it unbearable when they see them. You have to study them separately.”

“Even a painting left behind has such might.” Meng Chuan sighed in amazement.

“That’s right. Every single painting was left behind by Daolord Evodia based on his different insights. They are even from different periods in his life,” said Poison Eye. “Some paintings were drawn hundreds of millions of years apart, but the 33 paintings are now one.” Hundreds of millions of years apart? Meng Chuan was astonished. Although he knew about Holy Mountain of Painting, he didn’t know the details.

Master Poison Eye nodded. “I’m very impressed with Daolord Evodia. That’s why I’ve carefully delved into his history. These paintings were created by Daolord Evodia at different times. The last painting was created more than 700 million years ago. Daolord Evodia is still alive. More than 3 million years ago, he appeared in our universe once. Perhaps one day, he will appear again and leave behind the 34th painting on the mountain.”

Meng Chuan nodded.

Although an Eighth Tribulation Eminence couldn’t truly be eternal, they could completely jump out of the River of Time. This allowed them to live in different time periods or even different universes with ease.

Meng Chuan felt rather envious when he thought about it.

Daolord Evodia had appeared three million years ago. Perhaps the next time he appeared would be hundreds of millions of years later.

“There are still 11 other cultivators looking at Holy Mountain of Painting,” said Poison Eye with a smile. “Cultivate here. Don’t disturb the other cultivators. Don’t go beyond half a million kilometers. Other than that, there are no other restrictions.”

“I’ll remember the rules,” said Meng Chuan.

Poison Eye nodded and smiled before flying into the distance. He landed in a cave abode that spanned a kilometer. He also spent all his time studying the painting.

Meng Chuan wasn’t in a hurry to set up his cave abode. Instead, he first looked at Holy Mountain of Painting.

I’ll take a cursory look first.

Although Meng Chuan felt suffocated when he scanned the entire painting, he was still attracted by one of the paintings.

A painting with the Chaos Hole as core. Meng Chuan looked at the painting. He had comprehended the Chaos Hole lineage the most.

This Chaos Hole Art spanned more than 4,000 kilometers. The painting was extremely complicated. The traces of each stroke used to draw the painting could be clearly seen. It was clearly painted on the mountain wall, but Meng Chuan could see different spatial layers

– he could now sense all spatial layers. This painting affected all spatial layers, an amazing painting that combined many layers of structure.

From his spatial perception, Meng Chuan seemed to see a real black Chaos Hole. The black Chaos Hole constantly spun and devoured everything around it.

If one were to look at it from a flat surface, they would see countless dark and cold traces of paintings. It was as though countless tadpoles had gathered at the center of the painting.

I’ll take a look at the other paintings. Although Meng Chuan had a strong urge, he wasn’t in a hurry to study them. Instead, he looked at the next painting.

The next painting was a pair of enormous eyes. From the countless marks on the painting, one could tell that Daolord Evodia had probably spent a long time painting it.

Every painting strongly stimulated Meng Chuan.

Painting was to view the world from a different angle. It was completely different from studying the laws of spacetime. As someone who also liked painting, Meng Chuan could view the world from a different angle, so he could understand Daolord Evodia’s thoughts when painting

Huh? This painting? Meng Chuan only took a cursory look at each painting. When he saw the 20th painting, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

This was because all of Daolord Evodia’s previous paintings were extremely vast and complicated. It was like looking up at the endless starry sky. The number of strokes was in the hundreds of millions. Meng Chuan could understand this. After all, these paintings contained Origins laws. There were even many Origins laws and spatial laws. They were naturally complicated and mysterious.

As for the 20th painting, it was a very simple painting. In just six strokes, the painting was naturally formed. The painting looked very simple at first, but every stroke was extremely profound. The six strokes produced countless mysteries. I find this painting even harder to comprehend. As a painter, Meng Chuan understood that complicated paintings were easier to understand. However, the painting in front of him was much harder to understand.

However, this painting should have a more profound essence. Meng Chuan took a closer look before turning his head to continue looking at the other paintings. Thirty-three paintings. Thirty-two were extremely complicated paintings. There was only one simple painting. These paintings drew upon each other’s auras, forming a perfect whole.

I’ll take my time. Meng Chuan wasn’t in a hurry. He landed at the foot of the mountain cliff and waved his hand, setting up an ordinary cave abode that spanned a kilometer. This was where he would cultivate.