A horn grew out between Wen Tianren's brows, releasing a slender ray of golden light. It ricocheted between the eight mirrors, forming a head-sized ball of golden light.
Holding the golden ball in his hand, Wen Tianren said coldly, "To think a Core Formation Stage cultivator could force me this far. Still, dying beneath the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror will be an honor for you."
Wen Tianren brought his hands together from above and below. The already unstable golden ball immediately burst apart, releasing countless thumb-sized balls of light that flew into the eight mirrors. The mirrors then spewed out eight golden pillars of light.
The golden pillars moved with astonishing speed, reaching Lin He in the blink of an eye. Just as they were about to strike him, he abruptly spun, and three figures of Lin He split off, flying in three different directions.
Wen Tianren sneered and hurriedly directed the eight golden pillars to pursue them. Soon, two of the illusory clones were struck and dissolved into specks of starlight.
A golden pillar also caught up with Lin He's original body, forcing him to take out the Golden Ruyi to block it.
A thick golden protective shield appeared and stopped the golden pillar.
Just then, the other seven golden pillars caught up and struck the golden protective shield.
The Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror was formidable indeed. Under the combined assault of the eight golden pillars, the thick golden protective shield teetered on the brink of collapse.
Suddenly, the golden protective shield vanished. Lin He had chosen to put away the Golden Ruyi rather than let this exquisite ancient treasure be destroyed.
Without the Golden Ruyi's protection, the eight golden pillars descended, threatening to engulf Lin He in golden light.
Just then, a brilliant azure light shot