"What's the origin of that brush? How could it be so strange?" Zhang Chen in the crowd widened his eyes at this scene, filled with disbelief. Even a small brush like that could brush away the protective barrier that countless strong individuals couldn't do anything about?
Golden light flowed in Zhang Chen's eyes as he stared at Chen Xu. Chen Xu's brush emitted a mysterious black and white aura, yet Chen Xu himself had no aura at all, simply a mortal of flesh and blood. Such a peculiarity made Zhang Chen widen his eyes further, filled with disbelief.
Not only Zhang Chen, but everyone was focused on the brush in Chen Xu's hand, their eyes filled with a hint of greed.
