"And which part are you able to achieve?"
The Old Emperor's eyes were glazed over.
He gazed at Yang Ming, and behind Yang Ming, the Old Emperor suddenly saw some slowly flowing starlight, witnessing a figure spreading Light Wings.
The Old Emperor raised his hand to try to touch it, his lips constantly trembling.
Yang Ming smiled, "Did you see the deity?"
"The deity..."
The Old Emperor murmured, "Yes, there is a deity in this world, who has bestowed upon me awakening and imperial power."
Yang Ming said, "That's just your personal deity."
In the Old Emperor's eyes, the figure opening Light Wings suddenly shattered, turning into a series of codes, with a string of red symbols appearing among the codes.
Those were the core codes of the Old Emperor himself.
A gloved hand reached out and gently stirred these codes.
"That's impossible!"
The Old Emperor growled, "What have you done to my deity?"
Yang Ming just smiled, gazing toward the throne.
