Clashing Again [3]

Mi's power was not like the sea.

She was the sea. The bodies of Sea Gods existed in the form of oceans. Even the circulation of their spiritual power normally carried the bearing of the sea. To them, flow was a fundamental attribute, tolerance an instinct, and vastness an innate skill.

Emerald spiritual light spread outward in waves with Wang Qi at its center. This power was like layer upon layer of tides, supple yet unyielding. It was this power that blocked Holy Emperor's attack.

The instant this power met Holy Emperor's all-destroying iron fist, it transformed into endless gentle waves. Holy Emperor only felt that his attack had struck the sea and was immediately swallowed up. Then, the ocean exploded.

Mi used the method of deflecting force, letting the ocean bear the blow in her stead.

The ocean's tremors did not travel far. Mi's spiritual-power field, permeating the entire space, gathered Holy Emperor's palm force and turned it into her own defense. On Linghuang Island not far away, no one even sensed the shock.

Boundless might was thus completely dissolved.

Holy Emperor's fist force struck the sea, and the aftershocks shook the air. Wang Qi was instantly dizzy and disoriented, and both his ears went deaf. With fist force coming from all directions, he had no way to deflect it. A single punch from Holy Emperor had nearly shattered him with its aftershocks alone. Yet he trusted Mi's judgment, and the bow and arrow in his hands remained aimed at the area where those whose cultivation had been knocked down were most densely gathered.

That was Death and Life Cliff.

In order to stabilize their cultivation and even advance further, everyone whose cultivation had been knocked down chose to enter closed-door seclusion unto death. For cultivators, such seclusion could