She had always known that Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortals were powerful, but she had never imagined the gap would be this vast.
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and the Primordial Golden Dou operated simultaneously, yet they could not even break Guangchengzi's protective immortal light.
Bixiao gritted her teeth and activated the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
"I refuse to believe he can just stand there and let us attack him!"
Two primordial Flood Dragons burst from the Yellow River, crossing as they sheared toward Guangchengzi's waist.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors possessed terrifying killing power, slicing two pitch-black rifts through space in their wake.
Guangchengzi glanced down and raised a finger.
The Primordial Dao transformed into a golden finger that struck the point where the two Flood Dragons converged.
Clang!
The piercing sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the formation.
The two Flood Dragons let out agonized roars and were sent flying on the spot.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors reverted to their original form and fell into the Yellow River, their treasure light greatly dimmed.
Bixiao's Primordial Spirit suffered backlash, and her body jolted violently.
She forcibly suppressed her churning blood and qi before reaching out to summon back the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
"Big Sister, his magical power is too strong."
"My Golden Flood Dragon Scissors cannot get anywhere near him."
Yunxiao had naturally seen the problem as well.
Even against the three of them, Guangchengzi had yet to become truly serious.
He had merely defended himself in the simplest ways.
He blocked the Primordial Golden Dou, knocked away the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, and had not even used a single powerful divine ability.
Such a gap was enough to drive one to despair.
But Yunxiao could not stop.
"Turn the Nine Bends and seal the Great Dao!"