"No, this logic is wrong!"
"If humans were the fundamental existence at the beginning of the epoch, if humans were already that powerful, how could they have created immortals and gods in later epochs?"
"According to the current ascension system, ordinary people need to possess spiritual roots or special bloodlines before they can cultivate, sever the self with the fleshly body, and transcend the fetters of heaven and earth before becoming immortals. So humans stand on the lower foundation beneath immortals..."
"Tsk... troublesome." Hua Qi gritted her teeth, her mind buzzing. For a moment, she could not make sense of it.
Forget it. Take this man down first!
Hua Qi retreated several steps in succession. As her fingers flipped, a gigantic flower lotus abruptly condensed above her head.
Petals opened layer upon layer, and every layer was carved full of fine divine patterns. That was a special inscription method of the god race from the Third Epoch, gathering divine power within the structure of the petals to form a natural divine art Formation.
"Flower God: Myriad Flowers Heavenly Burial!"
The flower lotus spun as it fell. The instant its petals scattered, thousands upon thousands of golden petals turned into meteors, crashing down toward Song Wuji in a force that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
With killing power this terrifying, even though Lin Heng stood far away, the strength of the aftershock had already reached the point where he had to defend with all his might.
If she recovered to her peak level, wouldn't she be able to destroy an entire great world by herself?
After the smoke and dust dispersed, Song Wuji was half-kneeling among the shattered stones, with seven or eight charred wounds added to his body.
But he was not dead.
Hua Qi also did