Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood to the side, looking at Qian Renxue with undisguisable envy in their eyes.
Pathstrider.
The Lord's first Pathstrider.
No matter how one put it, the first would always be the one at the forefront.
Previously, the Four God Kings had descended to the mortal realm, intending to bestow a Divine Trial upon the Lord.
But the Lord had instead embarked upon the path of the Cosmic Star Gods.
That path lay beyond the jurisdiction of the Divine Realm, and even the God Kings feared it.
The Lord's first Pathstrider.
And Qian Renxue was the first to embark upon it.
No matter what, she would be the one the Lord remembered most clearly.
Her four black and one red Soul Rings hung around her body, shocking anyone who saw them.
Moreover, she possessed the extremely special Light-Darkness Twelve-Winged Angel, embodying both light and darkness—a Martial Soul no one had ever heard of before.
The strongest Martial Soul in Spirit Hall was merely the Seraphim.
Dugu Yan remembered that Beiming Lieyang had once casually mentioned that Qian Renxue had originally been the heir to the Angel God's divine legacy.
But now, they all clearly understood how many levels higher a Pathstrider was than a divine heir.
Her future was limitless.
But the two girls exchanged glances, and both grew somewhat dejected.
They were too weak. Forget serving the Lord—even standing nearby made it hard for them to breathe.
Qian Renxue was clearly only a Spirit King, yet the pressure she gave off instinctively made them want to retreat.
Dugu Yan suddenly remembered something.
There was another existence that had been terrifying even at the Spirit King level.
That was right. Not long ago, when Beiming Lieyang had also been at the Spirit King level, he had