Angels, Fallen Angels

Bi Zihan looked at the angel statue at the very top, his brows furrowing slightly. The statue gave him a very strange feeling, as though it were staring directly at him, making him feel deeply uncomfortable.

Within his Spiritual Sea, a faint golden glow appeared. The glow gradually condensed into a woman with six pairs of pristine white wings on her back, dressed in pale golden robes.

The woman swept her gaze over her surroundings, and her expression darkened somewhat. Yet she said nothing, merely walking silently through the Spiritual Sea.

Only when she arrived before a great door did she slowly come to a stop. Her gaze pierced through the darkness beyond the door, clearly seeing the reflection behind it.

The seven Fallen Angels seated behind the door opened their eyes almost simultaneously and looked in the woman's direction. The two sides stared at each other for several seconds before the woman with white wings suddenly took a step back, her figure dissolving into specks of pale golden light and vanishing.

After the woman disappeared, the seven Fallen Angels closed their eyes once more and remained quietly seated where they were, with no intention of moving.

God Realm. The Angel God, seated within Angel Palace, suddenly opened her eyes, though her expression was exceedingly grim.

"Rakshasa, you really are insane. You dare mess around with anything. Is Evil Energy and Divine Blood something you can just give away? And you gave it to a Fallen Angel at that. What exactly are you trying to do?" The Angel God let out a long breath, forcibly calming herself. She rubbed her brow, her face taking on a pained expression.

She herself was the Six-Winged Angel God, so her understanding of angels and Fallen Angels was exceptionally thorough. Once a Six-Winged Angel became a god, its strength was equivalent to that of a First-Rank God. An Eight-Winged Angel could rival a God King, while a Ten-Winged Angel was a true God King. As for how powerful a Twelve-Winged Angel was, she did not know, but it was certainly above a God King.

There were seven Twelve-Winged Fallen Angels within Bi Zihan's body. Though restrictions prevented them from leaving the Spiritual Sea, allowing them only to remain within it.

Yet the vessel restricting them was Bi Zihan himself. As long as he died, the Fallen Angels inside him would no longer face any restrictions and could emerge directly. But if Bi Zihan did not die, then the Fallen Angels within him would become his soul rings and strengthen his own power.

That was why the Angel God had such a headache. The Dragon God alone had once turned the God Realm upside down. If seven Twelve-Winged Fallen Angels were allowed to emerge now, whether the God Realm could continue to exist would be a question in itself. Yet if she simply watched a Fallen Angel grow, then once he truly matured, the angel race would be in grave trouble.

After all, the Divine Blood flowing through Bi Zihan's body belonged to the Rakshasa God. Put another way, the Rakshasa God was effectively his mother. Whether he acknowledged it in the future or not, the blood flowing through his veins could not be changed.

Even if he refused to acknowledge her, given their shared bloodline and the favor of having been granted Divine Blood, it likely would not be difficult for the Rakshasa God to ask him to do a few things in the future. Among the gods of the God Realm who bore a grudge against the Rakshasa God, aside from the Angel God herself, only the Asura God remained. Thus, watching him grow would also bring great trouble in the future.

The only difference was that acting against him now would bring seven Fallen Angels beyond the level of God Kings. If she watched him grow, there might only be one Fallen Angel in the future, and it might not necessarily become an enemy of the God Realm.

As for whether he would become an enemy of the angels and the Asura God, that was difficult to say. Angels and Fallen Angels were enemies by nature, not to mention the insane Rakshasa God behind him.

"Rakshasa, don't think you're the only one who knows how to play this game. Since you dare make the first move, then I dare make the next!" The Angel God heavily slammed her fist against the armrest of her seat, as though she had made up her mind about something.

Before the gates of Spirit Hall, Bi Zihan, Hu Liena, and Ye Lingling followed Ghostly Charm directly inside. The moment they entered Spirit Hall, they saw Bibi Dong seated upon the Pope's throne, carefully examining them with her eyes.

"Mother, Teacher, Your Holiness." Aside from Bi Zihan, everyone in the group bowed to Bibi Dong in salute.

"Rise. Ghostly Charm, take Ye Lingling to Spirit Master Academy and arrange her enrollment. Zihan, Nana, the two of you will come with me to Lake Heart Pavilion." Bibi Dong swept her gaze across them, and when she saw that the wickedness around Bi Zihan had vanished, joy appeared in her eyes.

"Yes, Your Holiness!" Ghostly Charm answered, then left Spirit Hall with Ye Lingling and headed for Spirit Master Academy in Spirit City.

Bi Zihan and Hu Liena, meanwhile, followed behind Bibi Dong toward Lake Heart Pavilion behind Spirit Hall.

The moment the two entered Lake Heart Pavilion, their gazes continuously swept over the surroundings. The environment there was exceptionally beautiful. There were pavilions and towers, strange flowers and rare herbs planted along both sides of the paths, and many maidservants along the way cleaning or tending to the flowers and plants.

The two followed Bibi Dong directly into a pavilion, where all kinds of exquisite dishes had been neatly arranged upon the table.

"You've just returned from Heaven Dou City, so you probably haven't eaten properly along the way. I specially prepared this for you. All the ingredients are meat from ten-thousand-year soul beasts." Bibi Dong smiled lightly and gestured for them to sit down and sample the delicacies on the table.

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Bi Zihan and Hu Liena blinked. In the end, Bi Zihan asked, "Mother, is Spirit Hall always this extravagant? Even the ingredients for meals are ten-thousand-year soul beasts?"

"What are you two thinking? Even I rarely get to eat ingredients from ten-thousand-year soul beasts. This was specially prepared for you. Did you think you could normally eat dishes made from ten-thousand-year soul beasts?" Bibi Dong gave a light laugh. Ten-thousand-year soul beasts were already at a very high level. How could every meal possibly be made from them?

"Oh, I thought Spirit Hall was so extravagant that every meal used ten-thousand-year soul beasts as ingredients." Bi Zihan picked up a slice of meat with his chopsticks, placed it in his mouth, and slowly savored it.

But his eyes soon lit up. Dishes made from ten-thousand-year soul beasts were incredibly delicious—he did not know how many times better they were than what he usually ate.

Moreover, as soon as he swallowed that slice of meat, a warm current spread from his stomach through his limbs and bones, making him feel extremely comfortable.