Within this river of time, Wei Ling possessed countless consciousnesses. She had placed her existence upon innumerable timelines, and what Wang Ping saw in reality was a Primordial Spirit fused with the core of "time."
The fact that her physical body had to be placed within the river of time showed that her Sixth Mirror secret art had at most been cultivated to the third step—she had only just finished refining a starry sky.
Borrowing Outer Realm Devil qi, she had directly refined her own "river of time." The river of time she unleashed now moved as easily as an arm or finger, fitting her Primordial Spirit even better than a refined magical artifact, much like the Wood Spirit World Wang Ping had constructed.
At this moment, Wang Ping finally put away his instinctive contempt. It was respect for Wei Ling's ability to cultivate to this point. Wood Spirit qi then surged around him, and a Wood Spirit World no more than a hundred li across silently took shape.
"Please enlighten me, True Monarch Changqing!"
Wei Ling's voice came from every direction in the starry sky.
Under the watchful eyes of Zhu Wu, Zang Yi, and the others, the river of time swept across the stars and crashed into Wang Ping's Wood Spirit World. At the instant of impact, the entire starfield seemed to fall into a strange silence.
Wei Ling's river of time coiled like a silver dragon, reflecting countless "possible" Wei Lings. Every figure cast a different spell at the same time, and the power of tens of thousands of timelines stacked together at this moment.
Wang Ping's Wood Spirit World, meanwhile, cracked open like shattered jade. Within the hundred-li space, countless mutated plants sprang up in an instant.
Boom!
The first tangible collision erupted.
Time ripples raised