At those words, Ma Wanbao's eyes nearly split with fury. He had sensed two threatening Core Formation auras suddenly emerge. Someone clearly harbored ill intent and had launched a sneak attack.
"You want to use my fine head to befriend Li Ling? Outrageous!"
Ma Wanbao's lungs nearly burst with rage. He was a genuine Core Formation adept-when had he ever suffered the indignity of being treated like something anyone could squeeze in their palm?
As he braced himself, a streak of red light slipped into the room and shot toward him like a swimming snake.
Golden radiance appeared in Ma Wanbao's palm. He slapped out, knocking it away on the spot.
The person outside gave a soft exclamation of surprise, then directed the red light to sweep toward him again.
Neither cold nor hot, neither yin nor yang, the thing moved amid howling wind and thunder. It tore open even the void, exposing pitch-black fissures. In an instant, the whole room seemed swept by a gale, its contents falling into the void.
Ma Wanbao and Tian acted together, struggling to anchor themselves before finally regaining their footing.
The next moment, golden radiance emerged, and a Magic Treasure shaped like a gold ingot flew from Ma Wanbao's sleeve and smashed toward it.
The red light briefly faltered, and even the pitch-black shadows trembled.
Seizing the opportunity, Ma Wanbao, Tian, and Wang Erxi crashed through the rear wall and escaped the room, finally reaching the outside.
Amid his shock and fury, Ma Wanbao asked with some bewilderment, "Who exactly are you, and why are you attacking me?"
"Elder Ma of the Myriad Treasures Tower, you certainly live up to your reputation. Unfortunately, your fortunes have failed you, and a great calamity is written into your fate."
The attacker pushed open the door