The power exerted by the bag-shaped magical artifact had already pulled the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting a considerable distance towards it.
In the painting, the two won, Cyan Cicada and Yulan, were originally preparing to fly out of the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
At this mont, seeing soone launch an attack on the treasure map with evident hostility, both won’s faces turned pale with fright.
They were already drained of magical power due to the battle.
To put it bluntly, even a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator could kill them at this point.
How could they possibly withstand an attack from Golden Core Stage powerhouses?
As a golden streak of light struck the bag-shaped magical artifact, everyone’s attention turned towards it, only to see the bag artifact tremble slightly but remain unaffected.
Despite the powerful strike, the bag-shaped magical artifact was very strong.
"Hmph!"
Zhao Tianxu snorted coldly. Seeing this scene, he already knew what the attacker was scheming.
It was obvious the opponent wanted to take the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting along with the two Divine Maidens.
On one side was the sect’s Supre Treasure, and on the other were elite disciples. Losing either would be a significant loss for the Three Saints Sect, and Zhao Tianxu would not sit idly by.
His eyebrows furrowed as he summoned a Silver Flying Sword, employing a powerful sword technique, launching it with a whoosh to strike forcefully.
The dazzling sword light was extrely eye-catching.
As the flying sword slashed out, its powerful force caught even Lu Ping’s attention.
Clang!
The sword struck the bag-shaped magical artifact fiercely, causing an explosion of Sword Qi.
Yet the situation remained unchanged.
Like the previous golden streak of light, the sword did not destroy the bag-shaped magical artifact.
The bag artifact continued hovering in the air, controlled by soone, persisting in pulling in the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous here?!"
After two attacks failed to stop the opponent, Zhao Tianxu angrily shouted, unleashing his Divine Sense to scan the area, seeking to identify the attacker.
The other three Golden Core Powerhouses of the Three Saints Sect also sprang into action, each executing techniques aid at the bag-shaped magical artifact to disrupt it.
In an instant, three magical artifacts were deployed.
A purple gourd spewed roaring flas.
A trident spiritual artifact thrust forward.
The third artifact was a piece of Turtle Shell Armor, seemingly ordinary at first, but once summoned, it emitted a dazzling light, enshrouding the bag-shaped magical artifact.
This Turtle Shell Armor’s light could tighten and restrict magical artifacts, limiting their movent and power.
With all three artifacts together, the next mont, their attacks converged upon the bag-shaped artifact, greatly reducing its power and diminishing its pull on the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
Whoosh.
At this mont, a giant hand rose from the crowd, swirling with Spiritual Qi.
A Golden Core Cultivator was employing hand seal techniques, conjuring a massive hand that reached directly for the floating Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
This scene made the already enraged Zhao Tianxu even angrier, his face turning bright red.
At the end of this Divine Ceremony, soone had dared to disrupt the order, targeting the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting and the sect’s Divine Maiden—did they really think the Three Saints Sect was defenseless?!
"Who dares to act?"
"Such audacity!"
"This is the Three Saints Sect, and yet they dare provoke us like this, do they have no regard for us?"
Voices from the crowd expressed surprise at such bold action during this ti.
Most cultivators, fearing involvent, quickly moved to the sides, avoiding being caught in the crossfire.
Engaging in a battle between Golden Core Stage powerhouses was beyond them, and even the reverberations could be fatal, so naturally, their instinct was to preserve their lives.
"Coward!!"
Seeing the attacker beco more aggressive, Zhao Tianxu shouted.
This ti, Zhao Tianxu was no longer seated; he flew into the air with his Silver Flying Sword, becoming a streak of light charging directly at the large hand.
Clang!
This strike cut through the large hand, causing a deafening explosion.
Zhao Tianxu’s formidable sword strike made many cultivators around change their expressions, secretly acknowledging that Zhao Tianxu was not soone to be trifled with.
Having neutralized the large hand’s attack, Zhao Tianxu moved swiftly, his gaze shifting to the bag-shaped magical artifact.
Without hesitation, he wielded his sword again, executing a Majestic Sword Power, slashing fiercely.
This ti, the bag-shaped magical artifact seed to dread Zhao Tianxu’s strike, retreating imdiately.
Withdrawing like this, it evaded Zhao Tianxu’s sword strike.
With the sword missing its mark, Zhao Tianxu steadied himself in mid-air, reaching out to retrieve the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Just as Zhao Tianxu was about to take the painting into his sleeve, another large hand appeared, slapping towards Zhao Tianxu.
"Impudence!!"
This further incensed Zhao Tianxu, forcing him to abandon retrieving the painting and dodge quickly.
He managed to avoid the slap by a narrow margin.
anwhile, one of the Golden Core Cultivators from the Three Saints Sect, taking advantage of the clash between the attacker and Zhao Tianxu, identified the attacking Golden Core Cultivator.
With this discovery, he imdiately called another Golden Core sect-mate and moved towards that direction.
Seeing his fellow sect mbers find the culprit, Zhao Tianxu’s eyes flashed with cold light, and he continued contending with the bag-shaped magical artifact without chasing them.
Nearby, the Trident Spiritual Artifact and Turtle Shell Spiritual Artifact began assisting Zhao Tianxu.
The Turtle Shell Spiritual Artifact shone its light, immobilizing the bag-shaped artifact.
The Trident Spiritual Artifact launched a relentless assault, restraining the artifact from attacking the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
Zhao Tianxu wielded his sword widely, slashing multiple tis, persistently attacking the bag-shaped artifact, forcing it to dodge several tis.
"The battle between Golden Core Ancestors is not sothing we can involve ourselves in; best to avoid it quickly!"
"Can the Three Saints Sect withstand this?"
Voices of astonishnt erged from the crowd as many cultivators scattered to avoid the battle.
"It’s you!"
"What audacity!"
Aside from Zhao Tianxu, the remaining Golden Core sect mbers of the Three Saints Sect also made their move, rebuking angrily and attacking the two Golden Core opponents.
These were two Late-stage Golden Core Cultivators, one at the Seventh Layer, the other at the Eighth Layer, both middle-aged n in appearance, dressed in black robes, looking ordinary with no distinct features, clearly in disguise.
Seeing Zhao Tianxu and others discover their presence and three people approaching, one of the black-robed cultivators rely furrowed his brows, exchanged a glance with his companion, and suddenly leaped towards Zhao Tianxu.
No, to be precise, they were heading for the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Painting.
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