Very soon, at the height of its radiance, the energy holy sword in Lin Ze'an's hand silently transformed into countless flowing particles of golden light and dissipated into the air.
The instant after the holy sword vanished—
"Buzzz—!!!"
An incomparably thick, utterly pure pillar of golden light suddenly erupted from the towering statue of the God of Angels at the highest point of Spirit Hall, shooting into the heavens!
The pillar was so dazzling, so sacred, that it instantly drew the attention of every being across the entire Douluo Continent!
Whether it was the gods of the God Realm, who had only just settled down, or the most ordinary creatures on the continent, all of them involuntarily turned their eyes toward that golden pillar piercing through heaven and earth.
The pillar lasted for a moment before slowly drawing in.
Yet the phenomenon in the sky had not ended.
At the center where the pillar dispersed, an incomparably beautiful female figure slowly emerged, bathed in the lingering rain of golden light.
Most eye-catching were the three pairs of angel wings behind her, symbols of her identity. They slowly unfurled, every feather flowing with warm, sacred divine light.
Golden radiance flowed gently around her body like a living stream.
A vast, sacred aura surged outward from her like a tide, instantly sweeping across the entire Douluo Continent.
Inside the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu, who had been discussing Lin Ze'an's disappearance with Golden Crocodile and the others, suddenly shuddered when he sensed that vast sacred aura!
Almost instinctively, he shoved aside his chair and hurried onto the broad terrace outside the hall.
When he saw the beautiful figure in the sky, six wings spread behind her and golden light surrounding her—
The pupils of this peerless Douluo, who had served the God