Mi's human body spread its arms, its two tiny hands—each less than a foot long—opening as if to embrace something. Jade-green spiritual radiance surged from her small body like crashing waves. This human body had only just begun cultivating human techniques and had only recently entered the Qi Refining stage. Yet this human body was still part of her vast true body. She could still wield her own terrifying power.
The spiritual radiance spun at high speed before her tiny body, then condensed into countless divine ability talismans. The talismans linked together, forming a teleportation array.
Then multicolored light flashed. Wang Qi's figure rolled out of the green spiritual radiance.
Holy Emperor's final move was no trifling matter. That torrent of layer upon layer of white light appeared to be a vast divine might washing away all foreign powers. But in truth, that white light was far from simple. It was more like the unified form of countless divine path spells. That beam of white light was equivalent to a composite of innumerable divine path spells. Moreover, those divine path spells complemented one another, forming a whole of their own.
If one had to make an analogy, this move was like forcibly "copying" a divine kingdom into the mortal world, using the power of the entire divine kingdom to crush one's opponent.
Even Holy Emperor had to rely on Linghuang Island's Human Dao system to unleash this move.
Linghuang Island's current strength was indeed weak. All its Ancient Method Cultivators combined could not compare to one of Holy Emperor's hands. But Linghuang Island was, after all, the final bastion of the surviving Ancient Method Cultivators of God Continent, the accumulated essence of seventy thousand years from God Continent's eighty thousand years of immortal civilization. At the same time, it was