By then, Lesser Siming's enormous energy body had condensed into a phantom several dozen feet tall, hovering behind Xiao Yi.
Ou Ya's eyes flew wide, and an astonished cry burst almost involuntarily from his throat. "What terrifying finger techniques! Is this... is this a deity descending into the world? Those two finger attacks were definitely divine skills!"
His body trembled slightly, overwhelmed by shock.
As a Soul Douluo from Sea God Island, Ou Ya was all too familiar with that lofty, ethereal, boundless, sacred power.
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The sight before him was like the Sea God's Light he had once gazed up at, filled with mystery and majesty.
He felt as though he stood within a sacred domain, profoundly shaken by this transcendent power.
At that moment, Xiao Yi's image underwent an earth-shaking transformation in his eyes.
She was unquestionably a true divine envoy, a favored one bathing in a god's grace.
Otherwise, he could not imagine how Xiao Yi could summon a deity's power so easily.
She had offered a prayer just now, and the deity had immediately descended to possess her, bestowing endless divine power upon her.
He simply did not know that there was a power called the Deity-Summoning Incantation.
Xiao Yi had deliberately selected the assassins she killed with those two finger techniques, carefully considering each target.
With One Finger Severs Yin and Yang, she had chosen to kill the Hell Horse Soul Saint and Thorn, the Soul Saint, to avenge Chen Xiaojun. It was her fury toward the ambusher, her hatred of the one who had held her back.
The Hell Horse Soul Saint had ambushed Chen Xiaojun and was the chief culprit behind his grievous wounds and imminent death;
If not for Thorn's interference, she might have prevented