Chapter 585

"Seeing Seeing Ya Lie Xiu Man, besides you, is there another angel who can use 【Tiantangzhi Sect】?"

The old Red Demon and others looked at the Angel Ancestor with shock and suspicion.

Yet the Angel Ancestor remained for a long time without coming to his senses.

Two streams of white tears flowed from his eye sockets.

Tears of Light, crystal clear and unstained.

"Wow, these are Cherub tears; don't waste them."

The Mechanical Princess let out a "wow,"

reached out a hand, and pulled out a basin from somewhere.

Catching the Angel Ancestor's tears of Light.

Facing this joking-like action,

the Angel Ancestor showed not the slightest reaction.

This made the Mechanical Princess slightly puzzled,

looking at the Angel Ancestor with incomprehension.

"No..."

His lips, trembling and whispering, spoke unclearly.

"No what?" The Mechanical Princess held the basin with one hand and asked curiously, "Don't want to catch them?"

"Impossible..."

"What is impossible?"

06 Everyone looked at the Angel Ancestor in confusion,

a six-winged Cherub, is it necessary to cry like this?

"Seeing Seeing Ya Lie Xiu Man, do you know that besides you, someone else can use Tiantangzhi Sect? Is the shock too great?"

"But thinking about it carefully, in the future, perhaps your Angel race could press the Red Demon race beneath them."

"What is there to be sad about?"

The Mechanical Princess did not understand.

The old Red Demon beside him snorted coldly.

However,

the Angel Ancestor remained stunned,

as if he had not heard the words of the other Divine Thrones.

Before his eyes,

a patch of Light appeared.

In the Light,

a tender two-winged angel knelt on the ground.

There was an angel with silver hair, silver eyes, and white wings,

who lightly waved a jade hand,

and the Light caressed the tender angel's forehead.

The wings behind the tender angel,

gradually separated from two wings into four wings,

the four wings trembled slightly, and a tender two wings grew anew.

The Light gave birth to a new six-winged angel.

"I transmit a technique to you; from now on, you shall protect the Angel race."

"Its name is... 【Tiantangzhi Sect】."

The Light scattered, leaving a few traces of parting sorrow.

The Angel Ancestor's tears of Light stopped flowing.

His eyes were hazy, his thoughts confused, and his spirit lost.

Impossible... how could this be possible...

You, how could you possibly die...

The Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield... how could it possibly... have the ability to resurrect you?

"Impossible, cannot..."

The Light Ancestor kept whispering three words in his mouth,

as if he had gone mad and foolish.

At the same time.

The white-haired old man looked at the sky in shock,

looking at,

the millions of Great Lords belonging to the Cultivation civilization,

and their heroes,

all swallowed by the white gate.

That white gate,

Clearly so holy and sacred,

yet seemed like a giant mouth formed by the abyss,

giving people a very terrifying feeling.

"Release her, and I will release them."

The Bai Guang humanoid creature looked indifferently at the white-haired elder.

The white-haired elder's hand trembled.

He clenched his Yaguan tightly,

a wisp of fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Originally,

sending the ten-thousand-year lords of this cultivation civilization

to the Moon Shadow Sect was merely to hold the line.

But who could have expected...

they would end up becoming a drag.

He never in a million years expected

that Yue Luo would appear.

Even less did he expect

that a single Yue Luo... would possess such power.

He had ten thousand ways to kill Yue Luo.

He also had ten thousand ways to kill the six-winged Seraph in the sky.

But he... dared not make a move at all.

If he made a move, bringing disaster to the Human Race would be secondary;

the real issue was that if he provoked the power behind Yue Luo, there would be no possibility of survival.

Even if the fate of the Human Race hung in the balance, the white-haired elder cared not a whit,

for the main thing was that he needed to live... he could not die.

He valued his own life above all things in the world.

He wanted to live, to remain the supreme being of the Human Race forever.

"... Very well."

The white-haired elder's voice, filled with humiliation, rang out.

He knew that today he could not possibly take Xia Tianxuan away.

Yue Luo had already gone this far,

the Angel Clan... would not stand idly by.

Besides,

the millions of ten-thousand-year lords of the Human Race's cultivation civilization,