The instant Qin He swung the Four-Unlike, the three men were startled.
There was clearly not the slightest ripple of Origin Power around him, yet his speed was astonishingly fast. Not only did he not retreat, he instead strode forward in a burst, using offense as defense.
Needle against wheat awn!
This strike was broad and sweeping, enveloping all three of them in an instant.
When an expert made a move, one could tell whether he had the goods.
The three had originally intended to join forces and finish Qin He with a single blow, without causing any major fluctuations in Origin Power.
But seeing Qin He's overwhelming force, they could no longer afford to suppress themselves. Their auras surged explosively, and in an instant, they brought out their respective natal magic artifacts.
Two Short Knives gleamed with blue light, while a long needle was crimson from end to end.
The pressure of the third level of the Dao Palace Realm bore down on Qin He with the force of mountains collapsing and earth splitting apart.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The Four-Unlike swept over them forcefully. With three explosive blasts, the two Short Knives and the long needle were all knocked flying.
Qin He staggered, and the Four-Unlike nearly slipped from his grasp. He stomped the ground, kicking up a towering cloud of dust before barely steadying himself.
Using brute force to break techniques came at no small cost.
But the three men were not faring well either. Their natal magic artifacts had been sent flying in a head-on collision, jolting their souls and causing the Origin Power within them to churn. They had nearly suffered internal injuries from the shock.
Qin He's ferocity made them feel as though they were facing not a man, but a humanoid savage beast.
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