Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"The painting...the painting has come to life?"

While observing the painting of Zhang Fei, who had somehow somehow ended up in his home, he was suddenly startled after noticing a change in the figure's movements.

"What's going on today! It's one thing that the sky is full of monsters whose strength I can't even tell, but why has your painting become so sinister?"

When Zhang Fei saw that the figures in the painting, which had appeared out of nowhere, had only moved and had not made any further moves, he felt a little relieved. He patted his chest and tentatively stepped forward to pick it up again.

As a well-known butcher in Zhuojun City, Zhang Fei did not believe that he could be intimidated by a mere painting.

"Damn it!"

"You think you can turn the world upside down?!"

Zhang Fei approached, cursing and swearing, but his piercing eyes showed he dared not be careless in the slightest.

however.

Just as Zhang Fei's right hand was only inches away from the scroll as he drew closer, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure with its back to him appeared silently in front of him.

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing figure, Zhang Fei froze.

He didn't dare to make any rash moves.

Instinct told him that if he did anything to displease this figure, he would face unbearable consequences.

Upon realizing this, Zhang Fei felt a surge of fear that he had almost forgotten.

Who is this person?

What is he doing here?

Could it be that some villain my family has inadvertently offended is seeking revenge?

Zhang Fei was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

But then, after Zhang Fei had been scrutinizing the figure's back for a long time with a shifty look, his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

"You...aren't you the ones who were fighting in the sky just now?"

Surprised, Zhang Fei pointed at Zhang Mu's back and blurted out.

"Zhang Yide!"

Zhang Mu's voice rang out from behind Zhang Fei. At this moment, he had already taken the painting left by Zhang Fei in the Imperial Realm into his hands.

"I am here! How did you know my name?"

Upon hearing Zhang Mu's words, Zhang Fei trembled and quickly responded.

at the same time.

His tense body relaxed, and he subtly moved closer to Zhang Mu. Zhang Fei sensed that the sense of crisis he felt disappeared as soon as Zhang Mu called his name.

"Originally, Maki wasn't planning to meet you so soon, but..."

Zhang Mu's voice continued, his back to Zhang Fei.

"Some things are never as one wishes. Even someone as powerful as Mu, a person at the Emperor Realm, cannot predict when surprises and unexpected events will occur."

The Imperial Realm?

Upon hearing these two words, Zhang Fei looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Although he had some guesses about the strength of the newcomer, he was still shocked when Zhang Mu confirmed it.

and many more!

Zhang Fei quickly grasped the crux of the matter and looked up at the horizon in disbelief.

Doesn't this mean...?

The strange phenomena and changes that have occurred in the sky today are actually the result of a chaotic battle on the imperial path.

"You are right!"

"Just like when I, Old Zhang, slaughter those pigs, even though I'm already very skilled at it, there's always one pig that unexpectedly causes me quite a bit of trouble!"

Zhang Fei verbally agreed with Zhang Mu's words, but in his heart he was somewhat skeptical.

If Zhang Yide had the strength of an Emperor, there would be no surprises or unexpected events.

His fists are everything.

"Yeah?"

"Yide, do you really think so too?"

Zhang Fei's thoughts could not escape Zhang Mu's notice, and Zhang Mu glanced back at him with a playful look.

Then, under Zhang Fei's terrified gaze, Zhang Mu laughed and said, "If your fists were truly strong enough, why would your future self have needed to cross time and space to deliver such a painting into your present hands!"

As he spoke, Zhang Mu shook the scroll in his hand.

"Are these words from my future self to my present self?"

Zhang Fei stared dumbfounded at the scroll in Zhang Mu's hand. Then, he shivered and took two steps back to distance himself from Zhang Mu.

"Does Your Excellency know what I, Old Zhang, am thinking?"

Zhang Fei paid no attention to what Zhang Mu looked like when he turned around; at this moment, all he could see in Zhang Mu's eyes was fear.

No one wants their inner secrets to be known.

Even though Zhang Fei was just a butcher who slaughtered pigs and sold meat, he was no exception.

Looking at Zhang Fei, who was both wary of him and had a comical expression, Zhang Mu didn't explain anything to him. Instead, he directly channeled the imperial aura within his body into the painting, forcibly activating this painting that could be called a treasure of the Dao of Painting.

Of course, there are also gentler approaches.

For example, dripping Zhang Fei's blood into it would cause this treasured painting to recognize its owner.

When the scroll is activated, it is as if there is a space inside it, from which a huge suction force comes.

Faced with this sudden suction force, Zhang Fei, who already didn't quite trust Zhang Mu, instinctively tried to grab the wall of the room to resist, secretly groaning inwardly.

but.

Before Zhang Fei could even resist for a moment, he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

"Bang!"

Zhang Mu, who had flashed behind Zhang Fei, glanced speechlessly at Zhang Fei, who was rolling around being sucked into the Painting Dao Secret Treasure Space, and said irritably, "Zhang Yide, use your pig brain!"

"Would your future self harm you?"

After saying that, Zhang Mu leaped into the space of the Painting Dao Treasure, following Zhang Fei.

Upon entering, Zhang Mu felt that the scene before him had changed drastically.

As far as the eye can see.

Everywhere you look, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the petals are dancing in the air, creating a peaceful and tranquil scene.

In the center of Taoyuan.

Three figures stood before the incense table, looking through the falling peach blossoms toward the spot where Zhang Mu and Zhang Fei, who had rolled in, had landed.

"This place looks so much like the peach orchard in my manor!"

Zhang Fei, who had just gotten up from the ground, first gave Zhang Mu a resentful look. As he rubbed his buttocks with his large, hairy hands, he kept muttering to himself.

"This is your peach orchard, only it was drawn by your future self!"

"Don't just stand there!"

"There are people waiting for us in the distance!"

After urging Zhang Fei to speak, Zhang Mu took the lead and headed towards the center. Seeing this, Zhang Fei quickly followed.

Before long, Zhang Mu and Zhang Fei arrived in front of the three figures at the incense table.

As Zhang Mu observed the three figures, wondering how the story of the people in the painting would unfold, he saw the three of them bow deeply to him.

"Guan Yu greets Your Majesty!"

"Zhang Fei greets Your Majesty!"

"Liu Bei greets Your Majesty!"

Faced with this scene, Zhang Mu raised an eyebrow, and a lot of thoughts suddenly came to mind.

Could it be that my future self embarks on the path of seeking supremacy and then takes these three under his wing?