Upon hearing this, all the soul beasts were shaken.
Yes.
I was so shocked by the twelve-winged angel that I almost forgot this was only second place!
"Even a twelve-winged angel at the level of a god-king was overpowered?"
"This is absolutely outrageous!"
"Just how strong is that number one martial spirit? Could it tear the sky apart?"
All the soul beasts felt a chill run down their spines.
The depths of this world are unfathomable.
Gu Yuena's beautiful eyes sparkled, her curiosity completely piqued.
"I wonder if the holder of first place is male or female."
She licked her rosy lips, a meaningful look on her face.
"If it were a woman, it would be fine."
"If it were a man..."
"Hmph, Bibi Dong snatched second place. If the first place had been a man, I, Gu Yuena, would definitely have a good discussion with him about the meaning of life."
...
The endless ocean.
The waves were surging and the sea breeze was howling.
A fleet flying the flag of the Heavenly Dou Empire is sailing through the waves.
This is the fleet heading to Poseidon Island.
The Shrek Seven Devils and others were gathered on the deck.
What should have been a vibrant and hopeful journey has become lifeless because of the rankings displayed in the sky.
Everyone looked like wilted eggplants after a frost.
Xiao Wu's face was pale. As a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, she was most sensitive to that kind of sacred aura.
She hid behind Tang San, her body trembling slightly.
"elder brother..."
"Why is a twelve-winged angel ranked first?"
"That aura is terrifying. Even the two Ming emperors of the Ming Dynasty back then were not even one ten-thousandth as powerful as that aura."
Her voice trembled; she was clearly terrified.
Ning Rongrong also looked incredulous.
She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly in her hand, staring at the sky with a look of confusion in her eyes.
"Although twelve-winged angels look very strong, having grown several more pairs of wings."
"But it feels similar to that six-winged angel; they're both just angels."
"How can it be stronger than Third Brother's twin martial souls?"
"Even... stronger than the previous Sea Moon Illusion Mirror that could seal a God-King?"
"That can seal away a god-king!"
Ning Rongrong couldn't understand.
In her view, sealing the God King was already the pinnacle.
What makes this twelve-winged angel superior to Haiyue?
Ma Hongjun scratched his head, his chubby face full of simple-mindedness.
"yes."
"So what if it has six more wings?"
"If my ten Fire Phoenix Martial Souls were to unleash their power, they would have ten heads!"
"In terms of quantity, I'm not much worse than him."
The fat man's thoughtless words did not ease the tension; instead, they made him seem even more ignorant.
Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been taciturn, now had her brows furrowed.
Although she is a woman of few words, she is thoughtful and has keen intuition.
"I think...it might not be that simple."
"The accumulation of quantity does not represent a leap in quality."
She turned her head and looked at Tang San, who hadn't said a word.
"Third Brother, you are the most knowledgeable among us."
"The master is learned in both heaven and man, and you are also well-read."
"What do you say?"
All eyes were on Tang San.
Tang San's expression was more solemn than ever before.
His hands gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
The Purple Demon Eye was activated to its limit, seemingly trying to see through the truth behind the sky.
After a long while, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Fatty, Rongrong, you're wrong."
"Completely wrong."
Tang San's voice was deep, carrying a sense of ancient vicissitudes.
"I once heard my teacher mention a tattered ancient book."
"It contains the true origin of the angel race."
He paused, his gaze filled with utmost reverence.
"This twelve-winged angel is not an ordinary angelic advancement."
"It is the legendary—Spirit of Creation."
"She was the first angel born in the world!"
Tang San's words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
"At that time, when heaven and earth were first created, all things were in their infancy, and chaos had not yet been separated."
"The Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul is born with the fortune of heaven and earth, and is favored by heaven and earth, holding an extremely high status!"
"It represents the most fundamental light and order of this world."
As Tang San explained, a collective gasp rippled across the deck.
"What?!"
"The first angel in the world?"
Born from the blessings of heaven and earth? Favored by heaven and earth?
Oscar opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
This background is terrifying!
Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in shock, her usually cold face filled with horror.
"The mainland has been passed down to this day for countless billions of years."
"This twelve-winged angel is actually the first angel in the world..."
"Then wouldn't that mean it was a creature from at least hundreds of millions of years ago?"
"This...this is a living fossil!"
This profound sense of weight, spanning the entire river of time, is suffocating.
Xiao Wu was so shocked that she forgot to be afraid.
"This kind of legendary martial spirit should only exist in myths and legends."
Why would it appear on the mainland?
"This is too outrageous, it defies all reason!"
Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale; she felt her worldview crumbling.
"hiss!"
"A twelve-winged angel, its origins are truly astonishing!"
She originally thought it was just a slightly stronger martial soul, but now it seems like a complete dimensional reduction attack.
Tang San nodded, his expression growing increasingly solemn.
"yes."
"Twelve-winged angels and dragon gods are supreme beings from the same era."
"In some ancient books, it is even said that it was born earlier than the Dragon God."
"That surpasses the God-King level Martial Soul and is several levels stronger than the so-called God-level Martial Soul."
"I never imagined that there would be someone on the mainland with such a martial spirit?!"
Tang San felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
His proud twin martial souls, the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor, were utterly laughable, like toys, in front of this twelve-winged angel.
"What? A martial soul surpassing the God King level?"
"Wouldn't that be above the God-King?"
"This twelve-winged angel is actually this powerful?!"
The Shrek members were shocked again, feeling as if their hearts could barely take it.
The shocks I experienced today are more than I've experienced in my entire life combined.
Ning Rongrong slumped onto a chair on the deck, her eyes vacant.
"My Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is already a top-tier martial soul, and it is the best in the world among support-type martial souls."
"It is among the best of the top martial souls."
"But above me, there is the ultimate martial spirit."
"Above the ultimate martial soul, there is the divine martial soul."
"Above the God level, there is the Super God level..."
"And these twelve-winged angels are even on top of that?!"
This hierarchical suppression filled her with despair.
How can we even compare them?
This is not even a competition on the same level.
Zhu Zhuqing felt a deep sense of frustration.
"OMG!"
Her Netherworld Cat was good, but it was still two levels inferior to Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Compared to those twelve-winged angels, they probably wouldn't even be considered dust.
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