The Immortal Painter

On that day, a brush fell from nowhere and sealed Heaven and Earth. The immortals and Buddhas trembled, too afraid to speak.

On that day, blades of light and sword energy flew out of a painting, cleaving the void. Demons bowed their heads, daring not utter a word.

On that day, stars filled the heavens and fell into the scroll. Corpses, ghosts, and spirits followed in silence, and even the Heavenly Dao was changed.

As for what happened that day, please be patient. Let me tell you the whole story...