Watching Uriel get ground into a bloody mist by the Yin Yang Grinding Disc.
Raguel was dumbstruck.
He had never imagined that something so absurd could happen.
Hadn't Uriel been sealed away by Shen Ji Dao Ren at the cost of his life?
Why had he appeared inside the Yin Yang Grinding Disc?
And besides.
With Uriel's immense strength, how could he have been so easily gravely wounded, then ground into a bloody mist right before Raguel's eyes?
This was just too damn horrifying, wasn't it?
Raguel was so shocked that he cried out.
"No!"
"Uriel can't be dead!"
"This must be an illusion!"
"You can't fool me!"
As he spoke.
Raguel pulled a Ten-Winged Angel in front of him and demanded viciously,
"Speak! What exactly happened?"
The Ten-Winged Angel didn't dare delay and recounted everything that had happened earlier.
As the Ten-Winged Angel told his story.
Raguel's face turned green, then white, then red, as if it were changing colors in a dye vat.
If what the Ten-Winged Angel said was true.
Then Ling Tian's strength was probably far greater than his and Uriel's.
If that was the case.
After going to so much trouble to rush here from Heaven, had he come all this way just to die?
And the kind of death he couldn't even escape from?
"Impossible!"
Raguel couldn't help letting out a desperate roar.
He abruptly looked up at the void and pulled a Twelve-Winged Angel in front of him.
Raguel didn't ask any questions. Instead, he sent his divine sense straight into the Twelve-Winged Angel's.
"Ahhh!"
Amid the Twelve-Winged Angel's screams.
Raguel had already scanned all his memories.
The result made Raguel's face turn grim.
Raguel's gaze silently shifted toward the outer-realm passage.
He wanted to escape!
And just then.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled!