At the War God Hall, Chen Xinjie was stunned for a long while after learning that the 12th-rank Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon, Eternal Kingdom, which had been stored on the eighteenth floor of the War God Hall, had vanished.
After coming back to his senses, he repeatedly confirmed it with Guan Yue. The news was correct—the 12th-rank Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon, Eternal Kingdom, really had been stolen.
"How is that possible? Who could possibly have such ability, to silently take the 12th-rank Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon, Eternal Kingdom, from the impregnable eighteenth floor of the War God Hall?"
"I don't know, but I thought of one word: 'god.'"
"Guan Yue, you mean the Angel God? This is her warning to us."
"Though I don't want to admit it, that is probably the truth. We underestimated a true god. Fortunately, this was only a warning. If true Heavenly Punishment were to descend, I wouldn't dare imagine the consequences."
"Phew! I understand. Guan Yue, you may leave first. I need to calm down."
"Yes!"
At that moment, Chen Xijie was actually less worried about the Angel God, Qian Renxue, than he was about the soul beast clan's god, the Silver Dragon King, Little Gu Yue.
If the Silver Dragon King possessed strength equal to that of the Angel God Qian Renxue, then all their schemes would amount to nothing more than a joke.
The soul beast clan, which had always been suppressed by the Spirit Pagoda, might truly turn around and bring humanity a disaster even more terrifying than the Abyss.
And now, they were gradually making that possibility greater.
"Alas! One wrong step leads to countless wrong steps. What should I do now?"
Though he had a splitting headache, he could only set the matter aside for the moment and comfort