The group entered the palace. Its interior was vast, with rooms stretching out of sight on either side.
At the center of the palace hall stood a distinctive statue. It resembled the Angel God, yet seemed somehow different.
Flecks of starlight shimmered in the faint amusement in the statue's eyes, and a gentle smile graced her face. Like a jade Buddha atop a pedestal, she watched the turmoil of the world with cool detachment, without joy, anger, or any change in expression.
"This looks like the Angel God, but also a little unlike her," Zhu Wuneng said in bewilderment. Its features differed somewhat from the familiar depictions of the Angel God.
"It seems to be the First-Generation Angel God," Xixi ventured, drawing on her knowledge.
She then bowed slightly. As a candidate for the position of the Sea God's High Priest, Xixi showed this divine statue the respect it deserved.
Startled by her gesture, the others hastily bowed as well.
"So this is the First-Generation Angel God. She really does look gentle and compassionate," Chen Xiaojun said, gazing at the statue with a deep sigh.
Xixi nodded, then asked softly, "Does anyone here know any legends about the First-Generation Angel God?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"We've only heard a few fragments. We don't know the details," Xin Mengshen replied.
"I've actually always been interested in the First-Generation Angel God," Xixi said thoughtfully. "I feel that she wasn't merely a powerful being, but also a goddess filled with wisdom and compassion."
"As you all know, our ancestor, Lord Sea God, lived in the same era as the Second-Generation Angel God. They were friends at first, but later parted ways over their ideals."
"But the one he admired most was the First-Generation Angel God. She punished evil and upheld goodness, stemming the