Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

The Divine Guidance has seven layers.

In the past, Rong Shu had only cultivated to the third level of the Divine Guidance, Shattered God, where the power of divine consciousness could be transformed into a sharp blade to strike the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

Now that his spiritual power has surged to the Integration Stage, Rong Shu's [Divine Guidance] has also successfully broken through to the fourth level of the Godhood Conferment!

Once the Investiture of the Gods was completed, a divine imprint broke through layers of barriers and entered the sea of ​​consciousness of Mu Gongfeng!

"seal up!"

Words became law. With the help of the immense energy of the Enlightened Heavenly Sacred Fruit, the power of divine consciousness surged forth, and the imprint instantly sealed off Mu Gongfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

With his sea of ​​consciousness sealed, Mu Gongfeng will no longer be able to use attacks on the level of divine consciousness for a short period of time.

Without the pressure of divine sense, Xing Xue and the other Nascent Soul stage cultivators faced a significant reduction in pressure when confronting Mu Gongfeng, who was in the Integration stage!

"You—how is this possible?! A technique that can seal the sea of ​​consciousness..."

Mu Gongfeng's face turned ashen. He tried several times to break the seal in his sea of ​​consciousness, but when he looked up, he saw Rong Shu frantically taking drugs.

Mu Gongfeng: "..." So what if you have medicine!

"Rong Shu, can a Nascent Soul stage expert without divine consciousness still be considered an expert?" Feng Qianli's puzzled voice came.

“Well, I don’t know. But Master Mu is right here. Why don’t you go and interview him?” Rong Shu replied.

"Bastard! How dare you!"

With his cultivation at the Integration Stage unsealed, Mu Gongfeng no longer held back. Frost condensed on his palms as he unleashed his divine power, [Water Drops Turn to Ice], without reservation!

In an instant, every drop of water vapor, every wisp of white mist, and every gust of breeze in the air froze into sharp ice crystals, freezing the surrounding space inch by inch.

"This blizzard is your snow burial!"

The snow is falling too fast and too heavily!

In a moment of distraction, Rong Shu, Feng Qianli, and Lu Zhuo were covered in a thin layer of frost, which was icy cold and bone-chilling, as if their blood was frozen and their breath was blocked by the wind and snow.

The only one unaffected was Xing Xue, who possessed the Ice Spirit Root.

No hesitation.

No need to hesitate.

She drew her sword on instinct!

Sword winds rise! Ice and snow are born!

Supernatural Power - [Extreme Cold Eternal Prison]!

A pure, primal blue light emanated from her body, abruptly halting the expanding ice crystals that trembled and disintegrated, like rivers flowing into the sea, all converging on the sword in Xing Xue's hand.

"Ice and snow are my home turf!" Xing Xue's eyes were deep, and she faced Mu Gongfeng, whose face suddenly turned ashen, without any fear.

They are separated by vast distances.

One old and one young.

They are vying for control of the world's ice and snow.

There are restraining relationships between supernatural powers, including elemental restraint and fundamental restraint.

Xing Xue's [Extreme Cold Eternal Prison] and Mu Gongfeng's [Water Drops Turn to Ice] are both ice-attribute divine abilities, so the attribute counteraction does not apply. However, for divine abilities of the same type, it depends on which one is superior at the fundamental level.

“...It seems that Senior Sister Xing Xue has the upper hand right now!” Lu Zhuo’s eyes lit up!

The battle between supernatural powers has nothing to do with the level of cultivation or the age of the user.

The source of Mu's enlightenment regarding "water turning into ice" is unknown.

But Rong Shu and the others knew very well that Xing Xue's [Extreme Cold Eternal Prison] came from the Tower of Time.

No supernatural power or technique that can be "recorded" by the Tower of Time is weak!

In terms of supernatural powers alone, Xing Xue can suppress Mu Gongfeng!

"...The chill has subsided by at least 50%!"

"Senior Sister Xing Xue, well done!"

"I...I can't hold on much longer! Quick battle!" Xing Xue's eyes were extremely sharp, but blood was slowly seeping from the corner of her mouth, revealing that she was in a bad situation.

Even though the [Extreme Cold Eternal Prison] has a higher origin level, Xing Xue has only been comprehending supernatural powers for a short time and cannot completely suppress [Water Drops Turn to Ice]. She can only weaken its power as much as possible to create space for Rong Shu and the other two to fight back.

After taking the medicine and recovering slightly, Rong Shu quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow!

Once the arrow is released, a multitude of arrows will follow!

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, the power of wind and fire enveloped the arrow, transforming it into a shower of falling meteors.

Upon seeing this, Master Mu merely sneered, and a gleaming golden ancient treasure flew out from his sleeve—

It was a flower basket no bigger than the palm of your hand, with seven gems shimmering with iridescent light inlaid around its edge. The basket swelled in the wind, and suddenly a powerful suction force burst forth from its opening, swallowing everything like a black hole.

The golden flower basket spun around, its opening aimed at the rain of arrows, and it actually sucked in all the meteor arrows formed from the power of wind and fire.

Not only that, but also the flying swords controlled by Lu Zhuo, hundreds of them seemed to be pulled by invisible ropes, deviating from their original trajectory and being collected into the flower basket.

"My flying sword..." Lu Zhuo's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The thousands of flying swords were all imprinted with Lu Zhuo's own divine consciousness, which allowed him to control them freely, as if they were his own arm. Each sword contained a unique spirituality.

In the past, he had experienced his flying sword being taken away before, but this time, when it was sucked away by the flower basket, Lu Zhuo's connection with the flying sword was forcibly severed, resulting in damage to his divine sense.

Lu Zhuo warned, "Be careful of this broken basket; it can actually forcibly sever my control over the flying sword!"

Bang bang bang!

Feng Qianli drew his sword and slashed down, destroying several array patterns scattered throughout the area and preventing the Heavenly Net Earth Binding Array from reforming.

As long as they are not bound by any formation, they can fight and run. But once they fall into a trap, who knows if there are other killing formations waiting for them?

Therefore, not a single array pattern can be left for Mu Gongfeng!

Feng Qianli's satisfying cuts immediately drew Mu Gongfeng's attention, who sneered contemptuously. The golden flower basket then turned around and chased after Feng Qianli.

"...Old Feng! Run!"

Feng Qianli suddenly turned his head and saw the flower basket coming straight at his head: "Holy crap!!"

Feng Qianli kept dodging and weaving in the air, accompanied by slashes from his heavy sword. Each swing of the sword brought down lightning, but the flower basket followed him like a shadow, so agile and cunning that he couldn't shake it off no matter what he did. The lightning from the sky couldn't hit him, and even if it did, the lightning was absorbed by the flower basket.

"Little mouse, let's see how long you can escape!" Mu Gongfeng urged the flower basket, and the suction force at the basket opening suddenly increased.

"Old Feng, be careful! This broken basket is trying to suck you in!" Lu Zhuo quickly retreated away, and his flying sword dared not approach the flower basket, only harassing it from the side.

“…Nonsense! I have eyes!” Feng Qianli felt an irresistible suction force coming from behind him, and his body began to involuntarily move backward.

Just as the flower basket was about to fly completely above Feng Qianli and swoop down over him—

A figure in red rushed over.

In an instant, Rong Shu arrived beside Feng Qianli, grabbed his arm, turned around quickly, used the Mayfly Step, and fled into the distance.

The flower baskets overhead immediately changed direction and chased after the two.

Rong Shu shouted in a low voice: "Linzi Seal—Appear!"

Golden light emanated from them, and the phantom of Fudo Myoo enveloped the two of them.

The strange suction force of the flower basket collided with the illusory image of Fudo Myoo from a distance, stirring up ripples in space.

"This is... a supernatural power! Another supernatural power!" Mu Gongfeng's face darkened.

These little beasts were all in the Nascent Soul stage sixty years ago!

Only sixty years have passed, and not only have they entered the Nascent Soul stage, but each of them has also comprehended supernatural powers.

Even the Mu worshipper wanted to break down and curse!

Are supernatural powers and techniques so commonplace? Are they really that easy to grasp?!

Back then, he only managed to comprehend [Water Drops Turning into Ice] after breaking through to the Void Refinement stage... Why is it that these little beasts are so lucky!

Feng Qianli hid behind Rong Shu and asked with concern, "Rong Shu, are you alright?"

At this moment, Rong Shu was feeling very unwell!

Her mind was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and huge waves surged within it.

Maintaining both the "Former Seal" and "Approaching Seal" simultaneously consumes far more energy than one can imagine.

Even though Rong Shu's current spiritual strength has been forcibly elevated to the Integration Stage through the Enlightenment Heavenly Sacred Fruit, he still feels that it is being consumed a bit too quickly.

She could only persevere while stuffing nourishing pills into her mouth.

One pill after another, bottle after bottle.

She has plenty of everything except pills!

Before leaving the academy, she prepared a full two hundred bottles of Nourishing Spirit Pills, two hundred bottles of Spirit Gathering Pills, two hundred bottles of Spirit Recovery Pills, and two hundred bottles of Five Elements Spirit Pills...

The Nourishing Spirit Pill melts instantly upon entering the mouth, its gentle medicinal power flowing into the sea of ​​consciousness, temporarily alleviating the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

But this is just a drop in the ocean.

No matter how many pills there are, they can't withstand the strain. Moreover, this is only the second trump card that Elder Mu has revealed after the Heavenly Net Earth Binding Formation. Heaven knows how many more unknown trump cards this ancient monster, who has lived for thousands of years, still has hidden.

Rong Shu's gaze fell on the flower basket.

They will remain on the defensive until this broken basket is knocked down.

Not far away, Lu Zhuo was manipulating the remaining flying swords, attempting to attack the flower basket from the side, but all the flying swords were bounced away only when they got within six feet of the flower basket.

The power of the ancient treasure is clearly beyond the reach of ordinary magical artifacts.

"You little beasts! Keep being arrogant!" Elder Mu laughed loudly, his eyes full of smugness. "So what if you have great talent? Without a genius who has grown up, you are nothing!"

The flower basket shone brightly with golden light, and its suction power surged once again.

The illusory image of Fudo Myoo made a "crack" sound, and fine cracks appeared on its surface.

"It's just an ancient treasure..."

Rong Shu's mayfly step technique became faster and faster. In another brief moment of escaping from the bottom of the flower basket, Rong Shu threw Feng Qianli outward!

"Feng Qianli! You go first!"

The moment Feng Qianli regained his footing, he ran away without looking back, drawing his sword and slashing at a nearby array pattern to stop the Heavenly Net and Earthly Binding from forming.

"It's just an ancient treasure, how does it compare to a divine artifact?" Rong Shu took out the Shennong Cauldron. "You are a divine artifact! The Shennong Cauldron can't be defeated by a broken basket, can it?"

Although the Shennong Cauldron has lost its spirit and its divinity, it is still a true ancient artifact, far surpassing other ancient treasures in terms of quality.

Thinking of this, Rong Shu used the Shennong Cauldron as a brick and hurled it forcefully at the golden flower basket without hesitation: "Go! Smash it!"

A small bronze cauldron with three legs and two handles flew out. Its body was covered with mottled rust and looked inconspicuous.

As the flower basket sensed the arrival of a new object, it instinctively increased its suction to try and bring the Shennong Cauldron into its basket.

Seeing this, Mu Gongfeng sneered: "A desperate struggle! You dare to bring out such rubbish—"

Before he finished speaking, something strange happened.

When the Shennong Cauldron was sucked into the three-foot range of the flower basket, it suddenly trembled slightly.

In an instant, a patch of mottled rust peeled off the body of the cauldron, revealing the underlying bluish-gold body, and an ancient and desolate aura spread out.

The colorful glow on the flower basket suddenly dimmed the instant it brushed past, and the basket even began to tremble violently, emitting a mournful "buzzing" sound, as if it were weeping blood and begging for mercy.

"What's going on?" Mu Gongfeng's expression changed slightly, and he tried to move the flower basket back.

But it was too late.

Although the Shennong Cauldron remained dim, it forcefully suppressed the ancient treasure power of the flower basket by virtue of its divine artifact origin.

The cauldron spun and crashed into the flower basket. With each collision, the golden light of the flower basket dissipated a little, and even the colorful gems on the basket developed some tiny cracks.

"Impossible!" Mu Gongfeng exclaimed in astonishment.

His ancient treasure, the flower basket, had once helped him defeat several cultivators of the same level. How could it be that it was now being defeated by a worn-out and ordinary bronze cauldron?

Rong Shu shouted as he took his drugs: "Lu Zhuo!"

Lu Zhuo instantly understood. With his sleeves fluttering, he replenished the thousand flying swords, concentrated all his strength, and attacked a single point, pouring down on the flower basket like a torrential rain!

Feng Qianli raised his heavy sword high with both hands, and the lightning in the sky gathered into a thick purple electric dragon, roaring as it slashed towards the flower basket!