'Are you willing to accept the test?' The System's serious voice rang in Bu Fang's head, rumbling like thunder.
Bu Fang frowned. 'I've absorbed the energy of an alien race? Could it be the black figure that went into my spirit sea just now?'
After thinking for a moment, he replied seriously, 'No.'
The System seemed speechless. After that, Bu Fang paid no more attention to its voice. He raised his head and rested his eyes on the huge painting that was unrolling in the sky.
Compared to the task of cooking a dish from the God of Cooking's Menu, he felt the painting was more important. If he was right, the location where the ancient Heavengod died would be revealed when it was fully unrolled. Then, this trip's task would be almost completed.
Rumble!
A huge amount of blood churned in the sky like a sea, and in the middle of that was an unrolled painting, which presented a vivid image.
