Xuanhuan: The Divine Brush Rules Ten Thousand Worlds

A martial soul? Are four symbols enough?

Pills? Are a hundred million bottles enough?

Cultivation techniques? Are divine-grade ones enough?

There is nothing I can't draw, only things you haven't thought of! With a brush, I paint across three thousand miles; beneath my feet, three thousand worlds rise and fall!

The vast universe is nothing more than a grain of sand in my hand.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.