Popular recommendation: the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors were a Numinous Treasure Tongtian had forged long ago from two Primordial Flood Dragons he had subdued.
Those two flood dragons drew upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorbed the Essence of the Sun and Moon. They rose into the air, bending and straightening, their heads crossing like scissor blades and their tails twisting like strands of rope. Once they unleashed their might, even a Great Immortal could hardly escape being snipped in two.
Seeing Yunxiao summon the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and feeling the terrifying pressure radiating from those two flood dragons, Ran Deng recognized their origins at a glance. Without another word, he promptly turned and fled toward the outside of the formation.
Damn it, could someone tell me how Guang Chengzi and the others had held out against the Three Xiao Sisters for a full half-day when they were this powerful and wielded treasures like these? And Xiong Meng had even managed to escape in the end. This defied science!
Wait, what was science? Something strange seemed to have popped into my head. Forget it, that didn't matter. What mattered was that these three shrews had the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. Seizing the king first to capture his followers-defeating them to break the formation-was no longer an option. I had to get out of here right away.
"Hah!" Seeing Ran Deng try to escape, Qiongxiao and Bixiao cast spells together atop the Eight Trigrams Platform, controlling the formation and sealing off space. The nine-bend Yellow River churned ceaselessly, barring his path and preventing his escape.
"My body remains unchanged, my light shines through the ages!" Ran Deng spread his arms, and vast radiance burst from within him, driving back the "Yellow River." Just then, however, the two