Seven Demon Netherfire, Three-Calamity Dao Wheel

"Lingyuan! What are you doing?!"

The four-colored lotus of light was breathtakingly beautiful. Flecks of radiance fell from it, and glimmers of light drifted through the air.

In its effortless grace, it displayed all the splendor of an immortal.

Yet beneath that beautiful appearance, Binmou clearly sensed the terrifying power held under extreme restraint within the lotus in Jiang Sheng's hand.

Jiang Sheng had forcibly gathered the powers of wind, thunder, water, and fire with the fruits of his cultivation. The terrifying force within it could easily destroy everything within a million miles.

Legend held that Immortal Deities of the Daoist Tradition could burn mountains and boil seas with a wave of the hand. Flattening a million miles of mountains and rivers with a single strike was nothing extraordinary to them.

Living beings had exhausted their imaginations trying to describe the might of Immortal Deities of the Upper Three Realms, yet those imaginations remained far too meager. Even cultivators of the Nascent Soul Realm and Spirit Transformation Realm struggled to comprehend beings of the Upper Three Realms.

From absorbing spiritual energy to cast spells, to drawing on the power of heaven and earth to wield Divine Abilities, to seeking nothing outside oneself and becoming law and Dao in one's own right—the gulf between the Lower, Middle, and Upper Three Realms was wider than the abyss between heaven and earth.

In the Upper Three Realms, a single thought became law.

The four-colored lotus Jiang Sheng held was a technique he had formed by drawing in the power of heaven and earth. It was his law, and the ethereal aura of the three calamities and the final tribulation spilling from it was his Dao.

As they watched the lotus in Jiang Sheng's hand give off four-colored light, its halo seemingly in motion,