The Myriad Worlds Were All Drawn by Me

What’s it like to wield the power of Ma Liang’s magic brush? With a wave of his hand, Li Yi draws a ghost-subduing talisman and suppresses a ghost king who has cultivated for a thousand years. What do you do when more than a hundred mighty cultivators hunt you down? Li Yi picks up his brush: “Had I, Li Chun’gang, been born, the sword path would not have endured a thousand years of darkness.” The Sword God strikes with a sword spanning two thousand six hundred miles. The King of Ten Thousand Demons? Li Yi waves his brush and writes in midair: “Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Buddhas of Prajna, Prajna Ba Ma Kong...” Fahai descends from the heavens and kills the King of Ten Thousand Demons with one palm strike. A stroke inspired by the gods, a finishing touch that brings a dragon to life. Where the brush leaves its mark, all things come to life. Years later, Li Yi looks back and discovers that the Myriad Worlds were all painted by his hand...