When he sensed that Wisdom God had split his divine soul, and that although the World Core was guarded by Wisdom God's true body, it had become exceedingly weak, with less than one-tenth of its combat strength remaining, Han Yi no longer hesitated and directly unleashed his divine body.
The World Core space was not small. After all, it had once been the cultivation ground of the Source Wisdom Grand World Lord, who stood a hundred billion zhang tall.
This space was at least a million billion zhang high. After all, this was the very core of the Intellect Realm, and all four main veins of the Intellect Realm could connect to this World Core.
After Han Yi unleashed his five-billion-six-hundred-million-zhang divine body, he charged toward Wisdom God, who was pouncing at him.
Wisdom God's body was not particularly large, but this was his home ground, where he could draw upon the power of the Intellect Realm. A Dharma manifestation even larger than Han Yi suddenly appeared and struck down at him with a palm.
This palm strike was not merely a physical attack; it also contained numerous Wisdom Clan Dao arts.
Endless radiant clouds burst forth from the giant palm, shooting in every direction. The destructive force was almost tangible as it pressed down from above.
Han Yi looked up.
With a raise of his hand, a colossal bronze cauldron a hundred thousand zhang tall, radiating thunderous divine might, appeared above his palm.
This bronze cauldron was a supreme treasure he had obtained in the Land of Return to Ruin, deep within a ruined continental fragment.
Over the years Han Yi had spent in seclusion, he had refined this supreme treasure with Life Seeds, turning it into the strongest ancient artifact he possessed after advancing to a high-stage Divine