But just as the twelve-winged angel was rejoicing at his narrow escape, a streak of gray-white spiritual light shot toward him like lightning.
The light was so fast that it seemed to cross the boundaries of space and time, leaving the twelve-winged angel not even the slightest moment to react. In that instant, a flicker of astonishment had only just flashed through his eyes,
when the light struck his divine soul with unerring precision. A faint, muffled sound rang out, as though a soul had shattered. The twelve-winged angel's body jolted violently, and the light vanished from his eyes.
His once-proud figure fell helplessly like a kite with its string cut, his life extinguished forever.
Immediately afterward, a mighty hand of Spirit Energy materialized in the void. It radiated a mysterious, powerful aura, its lines clearly visible, as though it had been formed from pure spiritual energy. With unstoppable force, it seized the twelve-winged angel's corpse with perfect precision, then slowly delivered it to Liu Changxu.
Liu Changxu remained composed, his gaze fixed on the corpse. Extending his slender fingers, he gently removed the Storage Bracelet from the twelve-winged angel's wrist and held it in his hand.
Then he placed the twelve-winged angel's corpse inside the Storage Bracelet reserved for Demon Beast corpses.
Once everything was done, Liu Changxu quietly became a spectator again. He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep and calm, like a sovereign looking down upon all living beings.
Seeing Liu Changxu destroy a powerful twelve-winged angel with such ease, the cultivators of the Human Race erupted in earth-shaking cheers, their morale soaring.
Their eyes shone with excitement and hope, as though they had glimpsed the first light of victory.
By contrast, those of the Angel Race looked as though they had lost