Put plainly, it was not that the angelic power was impure; there was simply a difference in their respective levels.
Zhao Xuan did not know the upper limit of this world's cosmology, nor did he know whether it was connected to the world of his previous life. But one thing was certain: in terms of level, this world could not compare to the mythological system of his previous life. This world might even be one of the three thousand great worlds spoken of in his previous life.
In that case, the Angel God's power of purification had merely reached this world's limit. It was still far from reaching the limits of Chaos above the three thousand great worlds.
Under the gazes of everyone from Spirit Hall, the Angel God Pillar shook violently. They were overjoyed, believing that the Angel God's power was purifying Zhao Xuan, this "heretic." In truth, the angelic power within the Angel God Pillar began to rapidly dissipate the moment it encountered the World Cleansing White Lotus.
The pale golden divine power was like ice and snow meeting sunlight, rapidly melting away wherever the two came into contact.
To the dumbfounded eyes of Spirit Hall's Title Douluo, the Angel God Pillar exploded into fragments, revealing Zhao Xuan in white robes. A black God Slaying Spear rested across his back, and a faint smile hung on his handsome face. Yet to those of Spirit Hall, that smile seemed exceptionally cold.
"Retreat!"
A Title Douluo who was locked in a struggle with Tang Chen shouted. Afterward, he broke away and charged toward Zhao Xuan.
A golden streak appeared before Zhao Xuan in an instant, blocking his path of slaughter. Before him was a Golden Winged Great Peng over thirty zhang in size, looking exceptionally majestic. It was also one