: The Mirror of the Four Gods' Rules

It has been confirmed that the opponent's strength is that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

One early-stage peak cultivator and two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators combined to kill one mid-stage cultivator whose strength was already clearly insufficient.

On the surface, it is clear that they hold a firm and absolute advantage.

People are not worried about scarcity, but about inequality.

Before me are the demon cores of these two eighth-order transformed demons, and the top-tier refining materials on their bodies: the reverse scale of the poisonous dragon and the three-eyed emerald pupil of the blue-scaled demon.

Each one is valuable enough to make any Nascent Soul cultivator envious.

When opportunity knocks, how can one stand idly by and watch someone else reap the rewards while one remains a passive bystander?

Almost instantly, the burly man with the bushy beard hesitated for a moment, raised one hand, and flung out an ancient golden seal swirling with countless mysterious runes and exuding astonishing spiritual pressure.

The golden seal swelled in the wind, instantly expanding to the size of a small mountain, carrying immense force as it crashed down upon Lu Jianghe.

Before the seal even arrived, the sea below was already forced down by the terrifying pressure, forming a huge, regular, square pit.

Both Jinxia and Miaohe, the two Nascent Soul stage monsters, were shocked. They never expected that the Wanfa Sect, as the leader of the righteous path, would act so decisively.

Their consciousnesses intersected.

Let him test the water level first!

Even so, the two did not stand idly by.

Elder Jinxia's gaze was sharp. With a flick of her sleeve, a Dharma wheel suddenly flew out.

The golden light flowed endlessly, and in an instant it split into hundreds of identical, dazzling light wheels, densely arranged like a torrential rain of gold, shooting towards Lu Jianghe with a thunderous roar.

Miaohe reacted a fraction of a second later, and a small jade hammer was spat out of his mouth.

A buzzing and trembling sound emanated from the area, rapidly rotating in reverse around his body; it was none other than his natal magic weapon, which he had cultivated with his very life force.

The old man didn't immediately unleash it, but wanted to see how Lu Jianghe would deal with this overwhelming golden seal.

This seal is an ancient treasure with immense power. Once your energy is locked by it, it is extremely difficult to escape, and the only way is to withstand it.

Miaohe knew perfectly well that the countless radiant wheels were called the Golden Crystal Wheels. Although they appeared to be multiplied and spread across the sky, each illusory image contained a full-force attack comparable to that of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Such a relentless, tidal wave of attacks would not allow even a Nascent Soul cultivator to be careless.

While it's hard to say how much real damage it can cause, if you are hit by it, you will need to consume your true essence to condense protective spiritual light or activate a magic weapon to defend against it.

It's obvious they're aiming to further deplete your spiritual energy.

Regardless of whether Lu Jianghe can withstand this fierce attack from both sides.

If we force him to exchange injury for escape, he will inevitably reveal a weakness.

Meanwhile, Miaohe's long-accumulated natal magic weapon will take advantage of this gap to deliver a fatal blow.

Even if it doesn't kill the person, it will definitely cause them further injury.

For Lu Jianghe, facing the combined attack of three Nascent Soul cultivators was actually more stressful than when he fought two eighth-order demonic beasts alone.

Human cultivators do not possess the innate savage physique and innate supernatural abilities of demonic beasts.

However, the various magical treasures he refined were unpredictable and ever-evolving.

For example, this ancient gold seal that seems to press down with overwhelming force.

Under the pull of the Qi, there is no way to avoid it; one can only face it head-on.

Lu Jianghe put the monster's body and inner core into his storage bag, then ran his left hand along the spine of the sword, his fingertip finally touching the tip of the sword.

A dazzling light burst forth from the tip of the sword.

Centered on itself, a sword light, condensed to its extreme, suddenly expanded, forming a circle about ten feet in size, which collided with the four golden seals.

In an instant, at the point of impact, visible ripples swept wildly in all directions, tearing the already collapsed sea surface below to shreds once more.

Almost at the same moment.

A barrage of beams of light, hundreds of golden crystal wheels, rained down on Lu Jianghe's back like a sudden storm.

It was supposed to strike the flesh, but instead it hit an invisible barrier, exploding into countless tiny yet dazzling specks.

The space behind Lu Jianghe fluctuated violently, like a curtain being battered by a storm, twisting, wrinkling, and violently deforming.

The force of the impact traveled through the barrier, causing Lu Jianghe to stumble forward as if he had been pushed.

However, just as his body was shaken by the impact of the golden light and his center of gravity shifted slightly,

"disease!"

Master Miaohe's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his long-prepared killing move was finally unleashed.

The small jade hammer that hovered beside him, humming and vibrating, suddenly transformed into a faint stream of light, moving faster than divine sense could capture, its cunning trajectory aimed directly at Lu Jianghe's vital side.

This is the nature of a Nascent Soul cultivator; their every move is a deadly scheme, ruthless and decisive.

Upon seeing this, the burly man with the bushy beard shouted, "Fool!"

He formed hand seals, activating the golden seal in the sky, which expanded even further.

The emerald green light slammed into the round light barrier formed by the sword energy surrounding Lu Jianghe.

The moment the hammer strikes, it emits a sharp, teeth-grinding sound.

The man in the green robe was blasted thousands of feet away, just barely grazing the edge of the golden seal.

The burly man with a thick beard was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and he began to curse loudly.

"You idiot, are you blind?! My 'Mountain-Suppressing Seal' is about to suppress him; with his aura locked on, he has nowhere to hide. What good is your broken hammer? Not only did it not injure his bones, it also helped him escape. It's utterly foolish!"

Miaohe's face was grim, and she remained silent.

This small jade hammer of his was a genuine weapon for attack.

He thought that this imminent attack, combined with the ancient golden seal, could shatter the seemingly thin protective shield along with the person inside.

Lu Jianghe tumbled in the air, then with a twist of his waist, he instantly came to a stop, hovering in the void.

The three attacked, but apart from the sword light shield, the robe "Morning Dew" blocked most of the attacks.

Even so, the meridians and bones in his body were still vibrating and surging, and he suffered a silent loss.

Now that we've already taken action, there's no need to hold back anymore.

The burly man with the bushy beard took back the golden seal and turned to say sarcastically, "Fellow Daoist Miaohe, I hope you won't hold us back any further."

Master Miaohe's face turned ashen. Although he was furious at the sarcastic remarks, he managed to hold back and remain silent.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced an ancient mirror with mysterious runes engraved on its edges.

The mirror is round on the outside and square on the inside, with flowing cloud patterns on the edge. Inside, there are patterns of the four mythical creatures: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Black Tortoise, on the top, bottom, left, and right sides.

Its surface is shrouded in mist, and its halo resembles rippling water, clearly indicating that it is an ancient treasure of considerable power.

"The Mirror of the Four Gods?!"

Elder Jinxia recognized the name of the ancient treasure at a glance and blurted it out.

After saying that, his eyes looked strange.

This is an ancient treasure second only to the "Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror".

Its power can be described by more than just the word "extraordinary".

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man with the bushy beard noticed something amiss and said calmly, "This is just a replica."