章節 147: Spirit Giant Blood (1)

It was a colored painting hung on the innermost end of the secret chamber.

Bai Qiuling strode over and stood in front of the painted scroll to examine it.

The painting featured a large stage, on which were many performers. Some of them were singing, some of them were sparring.

Many spectators crowded around the stage.

The painted scroll took the vantage point of a member of the audience, as if the viewer of the painting was one of the spectators. The extraordinarily lively stage was right in front of the viewer.

The entire painting was extremely detailed and life-like. Down to the details, everything was as vivid as reality…

… the grayish white stage… the mild gentle sunlight… and the rustling leaves in the tree…

Bai Qiuling had never seen such a careful and realistic painting style. Compared to such a style, the ink paintings she had seen earlier were too focused on portraying metaphysical intents, and lacked the intense vividness of this painting that shook her to the core.