Wang Qi had not noticed the light of his visualization or the light of his soul. He did notice the mana radiance of the Tianyan Tulu, but mana radiance was far too ordinary a phenomenon, so he paid it no mind.
He had not noticed it, but the Tianyan Tulu would not let such a change pass by.
Life would find its own way out.
When the power of Tian Shang Jue, which was about to turn disorder into order, merged into the Tianyan Tulu, the moment was ripe. Before Wang Qi could react, the Tianyan Tulu changed once more, and a new divine ability mechanism began to take shape.
This was the function Wang Qi had derided as that of a "warlock"—the awakening of the Tianyan Tulu's divine ability.
With the Tianyan Tulu itself as the foundation, the entropy-reducing power of Tian Shang Jue as adhesive and filler, the light of visualization, the light of the soul, and mana radiance fused completely.
And then, there was light.
The instant the light appeared, the firmament of his visualization collapsed. White radiance poured down like a flood. Within that torrent of light, everything dissolved.
Within his dantian, strange colors blossomed.
The vicious battle had reached its final step. Wang Qi, whose entire body was burning hot, suddenly felt a cool tremor run through him. Then warm power wrapped around him, as though melting his nerves.
Then the situation reversed. White light rose from every corner of Wang Qi's body, sweeping away disorder like dead wood before a gale and establishing a new order.
There were no strange phenomena, no miserable howls. The evil demon was silently dissolved, as naturally as dying embers going out or heavy rain coming to a stop.
"What the hell is this thing..." Wang Qi shook his