"Six purple angel wings?"
Watching the tense confrontation between the two figures high in the sky, especially the terrifying and peerless fluctuation emanating from the Pope, Xiao Yan asked in confusion.
The void where the two figures stood within the projection began to twist and shatter.
Without a doubt, a battle of that magnitude-even with their power barrier isolating it-would emit shockwaves powerful enough to annihilate everything!
"The Angel Wings are the most powerful weapon bestowed by the Angel Kingdom upon the strong figures of the Holy See Branches within the Great Thousand World."
"From the lowest-tier single wing to six wings, ranging from white to purple."
"Beyond six wings are the Cherubs."
"Beyond eight wings are the Seraphs!"
"Since ancient times, apart from descendants possessing the bloodline of the Angel Royal Clan who can cultivate to the peak, all other miscellaneous individuals can only cultivate up to six wings, after which making any further progress becomes impossible."
"If they wish to cultivate further, they must either step into the Angel Kingdom or receive the blessings of the Angel Queen, otherwise they will remain stuck at this tier for all their days!"
"Six-winged purple angels-this is already the stance of the strongest beings in the Great Thousand World, aside from those within the Angel Kingdom."
Liu Yun the Demon of Light spoke, her voice quite calm, yet it made one feel as though they were basking in a gentle breeze. It seemed that under the mention of the Pope's words just now, some memories and powers hidden deep within her heart slowly surfaced, making her aura completely different from before.
"Damn it..."
At this moment, looking at the distorted void in the sky, the expressions of everyone below unconsciously turned unsightly, their fists clenching tightly.
"I once touched the stars