1605: C1605 The wings of the gods and devils

C1605 The wings of the gods and devils

Within the Immortal's cave. The boundless void!

"Yu Haoran, stop making wild guesses. Things are not as you think."

As if he could guess what Yu Haoran was really thinking, Tower Spirit shook his head and reminded him.

"The Blue Lotus and the Divine Dragon weren't killed by supreme existences. They died because their injuries were too severe."

"Could it be that there were some irreparable hidden injuries in the beginning of the calamity?"

Yu Haoran didn't stop his speculations just because of Tower Spirit's reminder.

Through his recent experiences, he discovered that there were more and more experts who should have already disappeared, or should be said to have appeared from legends. This caused him to feel that something was amiss, as if the entire Profound Sky Continent was going through some unknown changes.

Therefore, he hoped to use his own guesses to force the Tower Spirit to continuously reveal the secrets of the early days of heaven and earth, the ancient, the ancient, and the recent ancient times, so that he could discover the reason for the changes that had occurred in the Profound Sky Continent.

"No!"

Shaking his head, the Tower Spirit continued to ascend until he reached the brow of the divine dragon.

"Nine Heavens Divine Flames can weaken the defense of one's sea of consciousness and corrode the soul of a supreme expert. It is a secret bloodline technique that the Ancient Gods possesses."

"Ancient Gods of the Sovereign Realm!" Looking at the scale of the burn wound, which was not considered very large, Yu Haoran continued to guess.

After all, the combination of the attacks and defenses of the Blue Lotus and the Divine Dragon could not be broken by any other existence other than a Martial Saint.

"No!"

While continuing to shake his head in denial, Tower Spirit tore off a layer of black skin from the wound and passed it over to Yu Haoran as a signal.

"Yu Haoran, feel it carefully!"

Reaching out to receive the black hide from the Tower Spirit, Yu Haoran originally planned to use his divine sense to carefully observe it.

However, the moment his hand touched the black hide, a scorching red light burst out from the black hide.

Amidst the scorching red light, a three-meter-tall youth with five pairs of pure white wings appeared. He looked extremely handsome, and had five pairs of pure white wings on his back.

The young man held an unknown level sword in his hand, and his gaze revealed an incomparable arrogance as he looked at Yu Haoran, or perhaps it could be said that he was looking at an enemy that no longer existed in his eyes.

"Tower Spirit, this is?" Pointing to the young man with five pairs of pure white wings, Yu Haoran asked with shock.

"A God Realm warrior of the Ancient Gods who possesses the royal bloodline."

With regards to the Black Skin's change, the Tower Spirit did not feel surprised at all as he explained.

"In the ancient times, other than their physique and looks far surpassing humans, how many of them had wings on their backs was not only a symbol of their status, but also a source of strength for themselves."

After saying that, Tower Spirit walked to Yu Haoran's side, and pointed at the five pairs of pure white wings on the young man's back as a reminder.

"In the ancient times, the appearances and physiques of the gods and devils weren't all that different. The only difference was the color of the wings on their backs."

"Among them, the one with pure white wings on his back is the Ancient Gods, while the one with black wings on his back is the Ancient Demon Clan."

After saying that, Tower Spirit turned his head to look at Yu Haoran, then turned to look at the young man of the god race whose body was gradually starting to become illusory, and sighed with envy.

"Yu Haoran, as the ruler who had ruled over the Primordial Era for countless of years, the God and the Devil Race can be said to be the favorite children of heaven and earth. Because, a child of the gods and devils was born with the cultivation and strength of a Martial King."

According to the inherited memories of the ancient twelve Ancestral Mages, the child who was just born also possessed the body of a Martial King cultivator.

Therefore, Yu Haoran didn't envy the two races like the Tower Spirit did, instead he focused on the five pairs of pure white wings on the back of the young man from the god race.2

Because he vaguely remembered that when he escaped from the Hidden Dragon Immortal Realm, the Martial Emperor God Clan Ranker that chased after him only had four pairs of pure white wings on his back.

"Tower Spirit, is the number of wings on the back of the god race related to their own cultivation?" Yu Haoran guessed boldly.

"That's right!"

At the same time that he nodded his head to confirm, Tower Spirit suddenly began to form seals with his ten fingers, the seal immediately merging into the red light.

The god race young man's body that was fading away was not only starting to solidify again, but was also leaving the range of the red light.

Although it was only an illusion created by the remnant energy of the god-race young man using the secret technique, it suddenly began to struggle with all its strength as if it had an idea.

After all, it was just a remnant of the secret technique's weak energy, and after a long period of time had passed.

Facing the Tower Spirit, a False God who had three tribulations of the SemiGod Realm, the struggles of the young god race expert was completely futile. In the end, he was brought before Yu Haoran.

Then, the Tower Spirit pointed at the five-winged, pure-white wings on the back of the phantom and explained.

"Yu Haoran, your guess is not wrong. The number of wings on the backs of the ancient gods and devils is indeed directly related to their cultivation."

"Newly born Ancient Gods children are born with a pair of wings, but the length of their wings is extremely limited. As their cultivation and strength continue to increase, the length of their wings will begin to increase."

"When they advance into the Martial Saint, a pair of wings would appear out of nowhere on their back, and through their cultivation breakthroughs, they would increase the length of their wings."

"The Martial King Realm possesses a pair of wings, the Martial Saint Realm possesses two pairs of wings, the Martial Saint Realm Realm possesses three pairs of wings, the Martial Emperor Realm possesses four pairs of wings, the War God Realm Realm possesses five pairs of wings, and the supreme realm possesses six pairs of wings."

"Peak of the ninth level of the War God!"

Through the Tower Spirit's explanation on the difference between the realm and the gods and demons' wings, Yu Haoran carefully observed the length of the five pairs of wings on the back of the god race young man's phantasm, and then pointed out the other party's cultivation.

"Yu Haoran, the other party is not only a member of Peak of the ninth level of the War God, he is also a direct descendant of the God Clan who possesses the royal family's bloodline."

Pointing to the five pairs of wings on the back of the illusory figure, the Tower Spirit reminded with a solemn expression on his face.

"For example, if a direct descendant of a family member was able to use the power of their ancestors to surpass their cultivation base, then as a direct descendant of the royal family, a member of the God Clan could also do the same."

"If not, how could he break the defense of the Blue Lotus that is infinitely close to a Martial Saint, injuring the Blue Lotus' divine soul body, as well as the divine dragon's divine sea of consciousness!?"

"So that's how it is!" Nodding, Yu Haoran indicated that they understood.

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the shadow of the young man from the god race, allowing Tower Spirit to return to the front of the Divine Dragon Avenue.

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