Yet before Xiao Hua's surprise could arise, invisible thunder boomed from the lofty heavens with a series of crack-crack-cracks. The Heaven and Earth Restriction descended from nowhere. Before Zhang Jie's Seven Tears could leave her light-feathers, they shattered into fragments once more, and every kind of sorrow and compassion broke apart with them...
Regret appeared on Zhang Jie's astonished face. But before she could withdraw her light-feathers and activate her divine abilities again, realization surfaced upon her holy features. At the very instant the Seven Tears shattered, the might of Xiao Hua's Finger Technique—the spatial fissure capable of slaying all things within space—abruptly stopped before Zhang Jie's spread seven-winged light-feathers. It had not harmed even a single strand of light! Xiao Hua clearly had no intention of killing Zhang Jie!
Having understood Xiao Hua's intentions, Zhang Jie did not use holy light again, and Xiao Hua likewise did not use the sword gourd his divine sense had already reached.
Still, Xiao Hua watched Zhang Jie with some wariness. He understood that Zhang Jie was by no means as cute and harmless as she appeared to him. Her strength might well surpass his own. If not for the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Laws upon Yilin Continent, he might not necessarily have been her match.
During the brief time the two waited, the spatial fissure gradually vanished, and the radiance around Zhang Jie's body slowly faded. Zhang Jie crossed her hands protectively over her ****, while her gathered light-feathers trembled faintly, like the quivering wings of a startled white dove.
"You... you were actually this powerful?" Zhang Jie stared at Xiao Hua in disbelief and cried, "With such strength, why were you still lingering in the mortal world?"
Xiao Hua knew nothing of the Sacred Light Realm or its angels.