Yeluo executed Zhang Xiaoman’s command without a mont’s hesitation.
She spread her arms, and twelve wings transford into a gigantic veil that obscured the starry sky, sealing off all escape routes for Vashanesh.
At this mont, Vashanesh had already turned into a streak of blood-light, trying to forcefully break through the blockade of the person before him and escape.
However, to his surprise, no matter how much he collided with the golden veil, he couldn’t break through it. Instead, the terrifying power emanating from within kept burning his body, causing him unbearable pain.
"This, this is... the power of the Holy Attribute? How could it be..."
Enduring the pain as if his soul was being scorched, Vashanesh looked incredulously at the figure before him.
Possessing such imnse holy power, along with twelve pairs of wings, this kind of race he had only heard of one, which was the Holy Angel Clan.
But wasn’t the Holy Angel Clan exterminated by that being?
It was said that their Holy Master was personally killed by that being, and the entire race had been extinct for thousands of years.
But everything happening to him now left Vashanesh puzzled. Could that being have failed?
This Holy Angel who had suddenly appeared from nowhere not only possessed the power of the Holy Attribute but was also incredibly strong, just like himself, a transcendent divine being.
"Who are you...could it be that you are...but how are you not dead? How did you survive from His hands..."
Vashanesh asked stamringly.
Yeluo’s face flickered with anger upon hearing this.
The person ntioned by the other was simply her most hated existence, a nightmare for her and their race.
Now, only she and Naphaya are left of the Holy Angel Clan. She had managed to find a shelter to avoid the pursuits of the nightmare, least wanting to rember those past events.
And this guy before her was, as they say, raising the subject she least wanted to hear, especially since the other party was from the Demon Clan, which made Yeluo even angrier.
"Hmph! It’s none of your business what happens to !"
Yeluo struck in anger, her golden wings quickly closing, directly wrapping Vashanesh within, the boundless golden light completely engulfing him.
Vashanesh couldn’t even let out a scream, already heavily exhausted, he perished under Yeluo’s full-force attack, and with this, a transcendent stronghold had fallen, providing a new slot for future contenders in his Divine Domain.
Zhang Xiaoman was quite astonished by this scene, not expecting Yeluo to be so overwhelmingly powerful, managing to kill Vashanesh with just a single blow.
Thinking about it, though, despite Yeluo’s strength not being at its peak, she wielded the Holy Attribute power that restrained the Demon Clan, a power even feared by the Demon Lord, prompting the eradication of the Holy Angel Clan before it could bloom.
As the Holy Master of the Holy Angel Clan, Yeluo once used this power to defeat a Peak Lower God, who is now imprisoned in the Original Realm Space, known as the Plague.
It’s critical to know that, when it cos to one-on-one battles, the Plague, as part of the Demon Clan, is on par with Blue White Clothes.
Even the traits of the Demon Clan could give it a significant advantage in combat, so if they were to battle, Blue White Clothes might not stand as the Plague’s match.
Though Vashanesh was indeed strong, so much so that even Zi Kuang couldn’t defeat him, this much was clear.
But it was just his bad luck, choosing such a harmful path to enhance his power by using Demon Transformation Grass, turning himself into the Demon Clan.
In doing so, Vashanesh had a significant weakness in front of Yeluo.
Moreover, he was already severely injured, making it unsurprising for him to be taken out with one hit by Yeluo.
After killing Vashanesh, Yeluo regained her calm and looked embarrassedly at Zhang Xiaoman, her face full of apology.
"Lord Jixing... uh... I... I didn’t control my power properly just now and accidentally... I also didn’t expect him to be so fragile... I really didn’t do it on purpose..."
Yeluo felt uneasy, knowing that Lord Jixing had only asked her to stop him, not to kill him, and that her strike was a bit too heavy, likely displeasing Lord Jixing.
In her view, Lord Jixing called her out specifically to deal with the Demon Clan.
Since the other party had promised her that should they ever encounter powerful Demon Clan mbers again, she would have her chance for revenge, for settling scores.
This ti, Zhang Xiaoman summoned her from the Original Realm Space, thinking the opposite party had brought her out for this reason, not considering other aspects.
However, while revenge was fine, rely beating or severely wounding these Demon Clan mbers would suffice. Killing them seed rather wasteful, especially these transcendent level Demon Clan, which were extrely rare.
If they could be imprisoned and suppressed in the Original Realm like the Plague, using their power to control so of the filthiest and most evil domains, becoming a "Cleaner," wouldn’t that perfectly utilize waste?
Yeluo’s thoughts were correct, unquestionable, but slightly deviated from reality.
Though Zhang Xiaoman was indeed distressed now, it wasn’t because they lost a "Cleaner," but because they lost a significant source of nourishnt for the Original Realm Space.
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