The End, the Beginning
The dark brown soil was swallowed up, and white smoke rose into the air. It was a product of high-intensity energy corrosion, with a slightly pungent smell lingering in the air, but it was quickly swallowed up by the unknown black mist.
Suddenly, the sky brightened, the dark clouds dispersed, announcing the end of a Heavenly Tribulation. The heavy pressure disappeared, and everything seemed to return to normal. The only thing that people couldn't let go of was Fu Hua, who was surrounded by black mist in the sky.
The sky was a clear, bright blue, with leisurely white clouds drifting by. But in this serene scene, a black spot stained it, instantly ruining the beauty of the sky.
The black mist was deep and profound; a single glance seemed to devour even one's soul. Deathly silence and loneliness were the first reactions of everyone who saw it; the black mist brought the scent of death.
The air was decaying, the space was decaying, and even time itself seemed to be slowly being eroded within it.
Unable to see the scene inside, let alone perceive what was happening inside, everything returned to silence.
But it's only a superficial tranquility.
Jingwei
A voice broke the silence, and behind Jingwei stood four figures: a dragon and a phoenix in pairs, Spirit Fox, and another being whose true form was unknown.
The arrival of the four did not cause much of a stir, but they were by no means an existence that could be ignored.
At that moment, his words immediately drew most of the attention, not for any other reason than his clear and pleasant voice, and that Sisi, languid bewilderment.
Its natural charm is captivating and irresistible.
The one who spoke was Spirit Fox, dressed in white, standing leisurely. Having shed her crudely made clothes, she was now completely renewed. Dressed in white, she exuded an ethereal aura, giving her the air of a white fox fairy.
Yingying stood gracefully beside Jingwei, as still as a virgin.
"Do you need us...?" The Spirit Fox hinted.
Her bright eyes glanced slightly at the Angel Clan and the bewildered, isolated Super Xiong Bing Lian.
After the space was replaced, the environment changed drastically, and some things were also replaced, such as the Ju Xia Hao.
The enormous ship vanished without a trace, along with the crew who operated it and some high-ranking officers in military uniforms.
The only ones who arrived in the Taixu Realm through spatial displacement were a group of men and women dressed in black armor in the jungle. In contrast to the dismal number of humans, the entire Angel Clan was present.
Of course, except for that enormous cross throne.
Jingwei glanced away, automatically ignoring the group of black dots in the jungle. When she looked at the Angel Clan with their white wings outstretched, she frowned slightly, and then looked at Qian Renxue.
"Are you sure you're not from the same place?" They both have a pair of wings.
Oh! No, Qian Renxue has three pairs of wings.
After Jingwei finished speaking, Qian Renxue rolled her eyes impatiently. She had asked this question several times already. Why did they want to know so much about her relationship with them?
Her lips were pressed tightly together, making a cold expression.
"Don't know"
"That can't be! Aren't you all angels?" Jingwei reached out and nudged Qian Renxue.
His expression was one of utter confusion, so genuine.
"We are different."
The conversation between Jingwei and Qian Renxue was not kept secret at all; in fact, they never intended to talk quietly, so it was naturally overheard by Kaisha and the others.
They kept glancing at them sideways; to be honest, they were also curious about whether Qian Renxue had any connection with them.
"What's the difference? Aren't they all angel wings?"
"Lady Jingwei, one of them is Six-winged Angel, and the other is a two-winged one," Long Qing'er explained.
"Aren't they all angels?" Jingwei asked doubtfully.
"Yes and no," Long Qing'er paused slightly, as if organizing her thoughts, considering how to explain in a way that would be understandable to both sides.
"Among the Angel Clan, the number of wings determines their status. The lowest are the Wingless Angel who have not yet awakened their bloodline, followed by those with two wings. According to legend, there was once a Twelve-winged Angel among the Angel Clan, who became the King of Angels, shattering the void and ascending to the celestial realm. As for the truth of this, I have no idea."
Long Qing'er's words were simple, explaining things in just two or three sentences. However, the explanation raised another question for Jingwei.
"Are there angels in the Taixu Realm?"
Indeed, even Fu Hua, the master of the Taixu Realm, was unaware of the various races within it, let alone Jingwei. Jingwei was quite bewildered by this suddenly appearing Angel Clan.
"Yes, the Angel Clan has existed since the existence of our Taixu Realm. However, most of them live in seclusion. Angels are proud and disdain associating with us earthly creatures, so they formed their own realm, which is the Heavenly Realm."
Since it is called the Heavenly Realm, it must be above the white clouds and under the clear sky, a place that has carved out its own territory, calling itself the Heavenly Realm and claiming to be a god.
They have always looked down on creatures of the earth, believing that those who can only walk on the ground are barbarians, primitive people who have not yet explored the land.
Their naturally pure white wings are meant to dominate all creatures on earth, and the Angel Clan believes this, so their pride is naturally high.
However, even among the proud angel race, the hierarchy is very strict. All Wingless Angel who have not awakened are banished from the Heavenly Realm and reduced to barbarians.
Even the awakened Two-winged Angel are nothing more than soldiers. The lowest rank that can truly stand in the Heavenly Realm is the Four-winged Angel. Even if Qian Renxue went there, she would still have to be mindful of how others perceive her.
Of course, this is the situation given to the Taixu Realm; the actual combat strength will only be known after a real battle.
"Another bunch of self-important idiots," Jingwei sneered.
It's unclear whether they're referring to the angels within the Taixu Realm or the angels hanging high in the clear sky nearby.
There was one Dragon Clan, and now there's an angel.
This is about transforming the Taixu Realm into a truly vast world!
"However, I imagine all the angels are watching this place right now, after all, the Heavenly Tribulation triggered by Lord Crimson Kite is no small matter," Fire Phoenix Feather said.
She was right. The Angel Clan were indeed watching this place, but due to their pride, they didn't come out to join the others in observing.
Okay! It's just a slightly more sophisticated form of observation, like flapping four to six pairs of wings, hovering high in the clear sky, looking down at the earth with disdain.
Her long golden hair cascaded down her back, radiating a dazzling light under the blazing sun. Her golden eyes were filled with holiness and arrogance, a glint of indifference in them.
Like the difference between a god and a blade of grass.
Only three people were suspended in the sky, but the aura they exuded was stronger than that of most living beings in the Taixu Realm. They wore white robes with gold patterns, and their feet were adorned with winged cloud boots. Four pairs of pure white wings flapped behind them from time to time, bringing with them gusts of wind.
From a high vantage point, one can see far and wide, with everything clearly visible.
The scene below was fully visible to the eye, along with Kaisha and others who, like them, possessed pure white wings.
One of them spoke up, "Those women..."
Referring to Kaisha and others
"If I remember correctly, there are no records of these women in our clan," said another male angel.
"Flame, what should we do next?"
Both of them looked at the man in front of them, named Yan. From the side, his angular features appeared cold and hard. His lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were fixed, and he exuded a cold aura.
His temperament is not like the feeling his name suggests. Flame, the temperature of fire, he is more like an ice-blue cold flame, low temperature, freezing the air.
The angel wings on his back were actually an extra pair compared to the other two; he Ten-winged Angel.
Correspondingly, his status was naturally much higher, and he was the leader of the three on this trip.
After listening to the conversation between the two people behind him, he didn't say much. Instead, he turned his gaze to the black mist. His intuition told him that the strongest thing here was the woman who was being swallowed by the black mist.
As for Kaisha and the others, sorry, they're just women, not enough to catch his eye. Only the strong get special treatment.
"Wait patiently"
He uttered two cold words, and then Yan made no further movements, standing silently in the air like a stone statue.
The two of them wisely kept quiet and waited for things to develop.
The place where the Heavenly Tribulation ended was in ruins. Lush trees were uprooted, and the land, once again charred, was now covered in black. The powerful force of the heavenly punishment had turned this land into a dead zone.
When will this land regain its vitality? Who knows how long it will take?
No one knows how long it will take for the earth to recover its vitality, and at least for now, no one cares about that. Jingwei and Qian Renxue's conversation was not concealed from others.
Even Long Qing'er and the others didn't try to hide their explanations at all. Naturally, Kaisha and the others heard what the two said, which was quite a shock to their worldview.
Upon seeing Qian Renxue's Six-winged Angel, combined with Long Qing'er's explanation, it can be said that their long-held worldview was completely overturned. If they hadn't always firmly believed in Kaisha's Justice Order, many female angels here would probably have fallen.
"Hmph, utter nonsense!" the Angel Leng.
His voice was filled with anger, and his eyes glared at Long Qing'er.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you'll see for yourselves when you see it," Long Qing'er said dismissively.
They had seen this kind of arrogance many times before, and even they themselves possessed it to some extent compared to other spirit beasts, so they didn't turn pale because of Angel Leng's words.
His expression was calm, his eyes were clear and bright, and he showed no impatience whatsoever, remaining unmoved by honor or disgrace.
Kaisha nodded inwardly, her opinion of him improving. It was rare to find someone with such strength who remained so humble and composed.
Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of another aspect: these people all seemed to be related to that person named Crimson Kite, and she became even more curious about Crimson Kite.
The person who could teach someone as outstanding as Jingwei, and who had such talented people gathered around him, must have been quite capable himself. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
Excellent people are only attracted to even more excellent people.
Of course, there are exceptions.
However, those were not within Kaisha's considerations. She turned her gaze back to the place shrouded in black mist.
The black mist that had been permeating the surroundings had now coalesced into a ball, like a pitch-black sphere, swallowing up all the light shining upon it, making it utterly black.
The spherical black mist was thick with deathly energy and carried the smell of decay.
Dead silence, utter silence, nothing else could be seen but dead silence.
Yet, this singular stillness also carries an air of strangeness, because even the most fragile life force cannot be so easily extinguished, unless...
The end is the beginning.
P. S.: Oh my god! This time the delay is so long, author, you should probably leave the group!
Author: Alright! (Just having some fun)
Looking back at my last update date, I was instantly shocked! It's been almost half a month since the 1st, I'm a little embarrassed. And the reason I'm showing up again is because I've been buried! My five auspicious stars are gone! Looks like I can forget about it before the Spring Festival, sob sob!