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Then Xiao Yi formed ancient, abstruse seals with both hands before her chest, her cherry lips moving slightly as she chanted an obscure, incomprehensible incantation in a low voice.
A wisp of warm, spring-clear light flowed out from the Heavenly Spirit she had lifted slightly, slowly condensing and rising.
In just a few breaths, an indescribably vast will abruptly descended!
The space above her head warped slightly, and a female silhouette shrouded entirely in hazy holy light quietly appeared.
The figure's features were blurred and indistinct, her bearing graceful, but her very existence carried an indescribable, majestic dignity, deep as an abyssal sea, tranquil as a starry sky.
There was no heaven-toppling aura, yet there was a natural status before which all things bowed.
Kou Yi's pupils contracted violently, and even her breathing stopped for an instant—the aura of that divine throne was so similar to the supreme existence of her Sea God lineage, yet also utterly different.
—a god descending to the mortal realm!
Was this the deity who, according to Long Ma and Ou Ya, favored Xiao Yi in the legends?
Xiao Yi's body became slightly transparent beneath this pressure.
Just then, a halo unlike anything seen before silently rippled out from beneath her feet.
It was neither black nor red nor gold, but flowed with ink-black like the beginning of chaos and silver radiance like moonlight. Black and white blended together, beautiful enough to make the soul tremble—this was the Self-Forged God Ring.
Thanks to this innate god ring, condensed from divine favor and her own foundation, the price of mobilizing a divine skill at this moment was far from the heavy burden that had nearly cost her life back when she