"Get out here at once!!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared with dominance.
A powerful aura surged toward the depths of the painting workshop.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Under this immense aura, the surrounding space shook, producing intense reverberations.
Deep within the painting workshop.
Nine beautiful female ancestors of the Mahayana Realm sat in their respective palace rooms.
As soon as Zhang Xiaohao made his first move, the nine felt the overwhelming innate talent emanating from him, far exceeding theirs by countless times! Yet, in the face of absolute cultivation, no matter how strong one's talent might be, they remained calm in their palace rooms, not stepping out to greet Zhang Xiaohao.
But within seconds, the immense talent pressed down crazily towards their palace rooms, nearly suffocating them. Especially within the Bi Mu Divine Eyes, the instinctive suppression made the nine submit involuntarily.
A voice in their minds told them that if they dared refuse, death awaited.
