"I will remember that."
The painter smiled and gladly accepted.
He looked at these True Immortal Great Perfection Jiumu Immortal Venerate and others.
In their youth, they were certainly worthy of admiration.
But now they are pleading, looking old and cowardly, which is really unpleasant to see.
'Sure enough, do I still prefer to paint some young heroes?'
'Only my scrolls can eternally capture the forever youthful smiles, the roaring heroic figures, freezing them at that moment, transforming into eternity.'
The painter ignored the wails of these ancient Immortal Venerate powerhouses, put them away, and began to record.
History, he would remember.
The young heroes would eternally remain on the scroll, rather than this ugly appearance.
Rustle.
At this moment, as the tides recede and it becomes clear who was swimming naked, people finally discover the actual number of True Immortals was just a few.
Gathering most of the powers, the Holy Spirit Immortal Venerate.
