Chapter 501: The So-Called Painting Realm

“I was once nothing more than the most ordinary wild elephant... muddling through life, unaware of the passing years. If my luck were good, I might have lived fifty or sixty years, finally dying of old age in some unknown mountain gully. If my luck were bad, I would have run into a slightly more powerful demonic beast and become a piece of meat in someone's mouth.”At this point, the White Elephant paused, its gaze becoming somewhat distant.“That was my...