: Even Burning My Essence, I Will Escape

Even so, the burly man's gaze as he looked at the mirror was shifty and rather strange.

A hint of smugness flashed across Miaohe's face, but she quickly composed herself and threw the ancient mirror at Lu Jianghe.

The ancient mirror flew out of his hand and instantly transformed into a gigantic object. On its back, two lines of profound inscriptions suddenly lit up.

"It regulates the heavens and the earth, the four elements revolve, Kan and Li interact, and Yin and Yang are governed."

Miaohe formed hand seals and chanted incantations. The ancient mirror suddenly turned a cold, silvery-gray, like the bright moon in the sky.

In an instant, thousands of condensed, transparent, thread-like sharp rays shot out from the mirror, intertwining to form a chilling beam of light.

Lu Jianghe casually threw the longsword.

The moment the longsword left his hand, it shone brilliantly and transformed into the size of a mountain.

The mirror-like radiance unleashed by Miaohe was halted by the massive, mountain-like sword blade as soon as "Moonlight" had flown halfway across the mirror.

"Zheng—"

A deafening roar, far surpassing the clang of metal on metal, reverberated outwards.

The sharpest tip of the giant sword was precisely and accurately pressed against the center of the enormous mirror.

"Since you've decided to kill, then die."

Lu Jianghe's voice was calm, and his expression was indifferent, as if he were just about to crush three ants.

We've already given them all the opportunities, so let's keep them.

He no longer held back; with a slight shift in his mind...

Above the sky, where the thick clouds overlapped, they suddenly parted, as if a line had been opened up in the sky.

The cracks spread endlessly, descending straight down from the sky.

Noticing the strange phenomenon in the sky, apart from Miaohe, Jinxia and the bearded giant looked up and suddenly felt a suffocating sense of being caught in the crossfire.

Miaohe was still channeling her magic power, trying to stabilize the dazzling replica of the "Four Gods Rules Mirror," and secretly lamented her predicament.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It's not just an illusory sword shadow, but something that has almost solidified into a giant mountain?"

It truly felt like I was using a mirror to forcefully strike a real mountain; the weight of that giant sword was undeniable.

In the distance, a figure stealthily peered over – it was Qing Yi, who had returned.

His joy was even more evident than when he was picking up "trash".

This trip was truly worthwhile.

Not only did they collect a large amount of high-quality monster materials, but they also accidentally tamed a mutated whale-kun to serve as their spirit pet.

The little thing initially tried to resist, but under the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, especially given its damaged origin, it had no choice but to obey or die.

Hiding in the distance, Qing Yi was staring intently at the sea where the battle was raging, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

They fought to the death with monsters when they left, but now they're directly fighting with a few old guys?

I'm truly impressed... truly impressed!

He played from start to finish, without missing a single game. Wow, he played the entire game, with seamless transitions!

Qingyi's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He single-handedly held his own against three Nascent Soul cultivators and didn't fall behind...

Holy crap, could this guy's name really be Liu Cha?

Although she didn't know what it was, Jin Xia's intuition told her, along with the burly man with the bushy beard, that it was definitely one of the other party's methods.

Each of them exerted all their divine sense.

Only then did I realize that it was a semi-transparent "flowing water" formed by the convergence of countless tiny, refined "sword energies".

Jin Xia knew something was wrong, and no longer cared about the demon core materials. Without saying a word, she transformed into a golden rainbow and tried to dodge.

Lu Jianghe caught a glimpse of this scene, and a cold expression appeared on his face.

Want to escape?

Where can you run to?

The "flowing water" in the sky split in two instantly and arrived in a moment.

The burly man with the bushy beard reacted the fastest, throwing out the "Mountain-Suppressing Seal" again.

This time it wasn't about killing, but about defending oneself.

At the moment one of the "flowing waters" collided with the Zhenshan Seal, it instantly resembled a waterfall crashing against the cliff, splashing up countless "water droplets".

Upon closer inspection, each water droplet was found to be composed of dozens of extremely condensed, tiny sword energies.

Although it lacked the sharp edge of ordinary sword energy, it was truly like a cascading waterfall, overwhelming and unstoppable, flowing straight down.

Upon seeing this, the burly man with the bushy beard's pupils suddenly contracted.

The instant he came into contact with the torrent of sword energy, he did not hesitate to sever his soul connection with the Mountain-Suppressing Seal. His figure transformed into a flowing rainbow, and he fled towards the distant horizon without looking back.

That's what makes him so shrewd.

In life-or-death situations, it comes from the intuition honed through countless battles.

It was an almost instinctive warning.

He knew that if he hesitated even a fraction of a second longer and was tainted by this strange "flowing water" sword energy, he would be doomed.

Although his heart was bleeding, he had spent so much effort and rare materials to nurture the "Mountain Suppressing Seal" to its current state.

However, at this moment, none of these things are as important as saving one's life.

"Fellow Daoist, wait! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Jinxia was terrified and incoherent. Unconsciously, thousands of golden threads burst forth from the whisk in her hand, swirling into the sky like a rain of pear blossoms.

At the same time, he quickly retreated, trying to create distance.

He was filled with remorse. Had he known this man was so ruthless, he would never have been tempted by greed.

Unfortunately, the thousands of golden threads created by the whisk were like a net, completely useless against this condensed and substantial "flowing water" that could be gathered and dispersed at will.

It was easily penetrated and posed no obstacle whatsoever.

Even more deadly is that the sword energy instantly reassembles after penetrating, with a speed far exceeding that of the Golden Rainbow.

This demonstrates the intelligence of the burly man with the bushy beard.

Choosing to confront the ancient artifact head-on, he decisively fled only the moment he confirmed the collision's obstruction.

Jin Xia was terrified and unable to break free. She was swept up in it and repeatedly "washed" by it.

The protective aura began to be worn away bit by bit.

Soon, the body of this Supreme Elder of the Red Light Sect, along with his nascent soul, was slowly worn down into a cloud of spiritual energy and blood mist, which then dissipated.

The whisk in the sky also fell into the sea.

The immortal Jinxia has fallen.

At the same time, the "Suppressing Mountain Seal" lived up to its reputation as an ancient treasure, withstanding the impact head-on.

The surface flickered and creaked under the strain, and even fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the seal, but it did hold up for the time being.

The moment the crack appeared, the burly, bearded man, who had already fled an unknown distance, let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't that he acted decisively and severed his spiritual connection with the Mountain-Suppressing Seal in advance.

Otherwise, the backlash from this severe damage to the magic weapon would have been far more than just spitting out blood; it would have been enough to severely deplete his vital energy.

Seeing this, I no longer hesitated.

I'd rather burn my lifeblood to escape!

Miaohe, who had been using her divine sense to monitor the situation on both sides, now had no color in her face and was as white as paper.

Seeing Xuanji escape and Jinxia perish, how could he dare to hesitate?

He immediately followed the example of the Myriad Laws Sect's Xuanji, even disregarding the ancient treasure, the "Four Gods' Rules Mirror."

In desperation, he desperately channeled his true energy and spat out a large mass of his life essence.

His essence and blood, carried by the wind, instantly transformed into a thick blood mist that enveloped his entire body.

The white crane pattern embroidered on the Taoist robe suddenly shone brightly, absorbing the blood mist that filled the sky like a whale swallowing it whole, and the entire Taoist robe instantly turned into a dazzling crimson color.