Whether the power of the golden light or the hurricane, neither was anything to trifle with. That had already been proven moments ago. But by the same token, this Golden Ripple Brush was not some treasure casually summoned by a minor cultivator, and the one wielding it, Master Xuanshu, was likewise a Tribulation Transcendence-level immortal cultivator.
Riiip...
A sound like brocade being torn apart entered their ears. Along its path, it was actually like splitting bamboo with irresistible force. Be it golden light or hurricane, they had indeed seemed incomparably powerful just now, but before the lifebound treasure of a cultivator of the same rank, they were like paper paste, broken through with astonishing ease.
Marquis Heaven Origin's expression turned ugly to the extreme. The other party was indeed a newly risen great power, but his strength seemed to be a step above what he had originally expected.
Damn it!
He had originally thought that although the golden man and Evil Flood Dragon could not stop him, they should at least be able to delay him for a few breaths. He had not expected this outcome.
He had been too careless.
The Golden Ripple Brush broke through every obstruction along the way, its momentum not slowing in the slightest as it shot forward like rushing thunder.
Its target was precisely that vortex!
In an instant, Marquis Heaven Origin's face went white.
He had gone through untold hardship—how could he fall short at the final moment like this?
Damn it!
A trace of venom flashed through his eyes. He glared and gave a fierce shout, then swept his sleeve, and a streak of golden rosy light flew out.
It looked like a very ordinary motion, but that golden rosy light was much denser than usual. With a slight turn, a huge