Nearly an hour later, the phenomenon began to dissipate.
The millions upon millions of translucent White Lotuses spread throughout the void began at the farthest edges and successively turned into pure specks of light.
The specks did not scatter. Instead, they were drawn by an invisible force, slowly circling the floating island where Biyou Palace stood.
The specks gathered in ever greater numbers, soon forming a dazzling, enormous halo that wrapped around the floating island, magnificent and spectacular.
The halo spun faster and faster.
In the end, the specks of light transformed once more into a vortex of light that pierced heaven and earth.
They spun and surged, pouring downward in their entirety.
They sank into the floating island, into the Small Building, and into the brow of Li Wei, who sat cross-legged.
Rumble, rumble, rumble--!
Her flesh disintegrated!
It turned into the purest light, condensing into a single point in the void!
The Three Flowers above her head, the Five Qi in her chest, her incomparably solid martial insights, her flawless and perfect foundation, everything she possessed...
At this moment, it all fused completely!
Perhaps it lasted only an instant. Perhaps it lasted as long as eternity.
The soundless rumble gradually subsided.
That wondrous "point" expanded. As light and shadow surged, Li Wei's figure reappeared!
Almost at the same time, countless bizarre and fantastic silhouettes once again surfaced in her mind.
Once again, a noisy jumble of human voices echoed beside her ears.
Among those silhouettes were skyscrapers in modern cities, with streams of traffic flowing through the streets.
There were also the green-tiled roofs and white walls of ancient dynasties, along with the clamor of the marketplace.
But unlike the urgency and bewilderment of last time,
Li Wei, now a true Ninth Order cultivator, was remarkably composed.