After "One Stroke Painting," the Painter couldn't shake off the feeling that Zhou Xuan, this young man, had a thought process different from ordinary people. Since Zhou Xuan suddenly brought up Heavenly God's Fire, he must have his reasons—it was certainly not empty talk.
"The ones staring at that fire are the gods. The gods will send Daoists to descend," said the Painter.
"Then, do you know how the Daoists descend?" Zhou Xuan asked.
"Beneath the Heavenly Dome, Divine Silk lowers the Daoists."
"And after that? What's your plan to counter the Daoists?"
"The Daoists rely heavily on incense offerings. Once they descend, they'll be detected by the Mingjiang Prefecture's Array, drawing the attention of the Bone Elders. Our Bone Elder Association will clash with them. Their incense power is high, but we have the numbers," the Painter replied.
Zhou Xuan shook his head and said,
