This shoehorn was intangible, but its Dao power was formidable. The Water Dao shaped it into something like a giant shield, and it slammed into Jieyin and Zhunti with a series of booming impacts.
Jieyin and Zhunti each brought out the Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to meet the attack. But when the two treasures collided violently with it, they sank deep inside as if they had struck cotton.
The next moment, an ominous aura surged within the shoehorn. A force beyond measure hurled the Merit Golden Lotus and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree back out. By some stroke of luck, they struck their own masters.
The Two Sages of the West were carried along by their own treasures and flung thousands of miles away.
Streaks of light trailed behind them as they hurtled through the Primordial World. The friction tore more spiritual energy from their bodies, and the unbearable pain made them scream without pause.
Beichen gazed into the distance at the two streaks of golden light, smiling with satisfaction as he nodded.
No challenge at all!
A Saint of the Great Dao of Water crushing the Two Sages of the West was no challenge whatsoever!
Having obtained the Pangu Essence Blood, Beichen had no desire to keep tangling with the Two Sages of the West. A ripple of water vapor spread, his aura shimmering, and he vanished from the spot.
A quarter of an hour later, Jieyin and Zhunti recalled their treasures, then cautiously poked their heads back into the area.
"Where's the North Sea Black Tortoise?"
Jieyin swept the area with his senses, but found no trace of Beichen.
"Hmph, senior brother, he ran away! He's afraid of us!"
Zhunti scrambled to make excuses for himself.
Jieyin felt a little awkward.