The Angel God's gaze first fell upon Qian Daoliu, who was standing closest to her.
He was a tall, handsome, imposing man.
Even as a Divinity, when her golden eyes swept over his body, a flicker of surprise flashed within.
Level 99.
Another Level 99.
Not only that—
The vast, vigorous life force radiating from him made him appear no more than thirty or forty years old.
A level-99 Super Douluo… this young?
Impossible.
In her era, such a talent was unheard of.
After examining carefully, however, she realized—
He wasn't truly young; his life essence was simply far too abundant.
He must have obtained some incredible opportunity.
Even so… astonishing.
Her gaze continued.
Azure Luan Douluo.
Lion Douluo.
Ghost Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Sword Douluo…
One after another, powerful beings with profound auras, all above level 95.
Snake Lance Douluo, Porcupinefish Douluo—though weaker—were still at the very peak of the continent.
The Angel God's phantom flickered slightly.
She sighed inwardly.
This era… is overflowing with talent.
In her time, the continent was ravaged by war.
Evil Spirit Masters wreaked havoc.
Mortals struggled for survival.
Titled Douluo were rare and scarce.
Only she and the Sea God rose despite the chaos.
Sea God…
At that thought, the light in the Angel God's eyes turned cold.
A familiar ache—sharp, searing—flashed through her soul.
Golden trident.
Cold divine artifacts.
Piercing her heart.
That betrayal, that agony—
Even as a remnant soul, she remembered it vividly.
But she forcibly pushed the memories aside.
This is not the time.
Her soul had reawakened against all odds.
Her first priority was survival.
She needed a body. A vessel.
Her golden eyes swept across the hall—
And then froze.
Standing at the restaurant entrance was a breathtaking woman with sea-blue hair.
Posey.
A Level 99 Super Douluo.
A female one.
The heavens themselves must be helping her!
Finally—finally—she had found a suitable temporary vessel!
Just as excitement rose in her heart, her divine sense instinctively reached toward Posey—
And suddenly—
The Angel God's expression completely collapsed.
Her gentle divine presence shattered into volcanic killing intent.
Sea God divine force.
This woman…
Was that bastard's High Priest?!
She had just crawled back from death's door—
Only to be greeted by the Sea God's number-one subordinate?
The Angel God's killing intent erupted like a divine storm, cold enough to freeze the soul.
Posey, who had barely recovered from the shock of seeing the Angel God manifest, suddenly felt as if she had fallen into a pit of ice.
Her heart stopped.
Her soul chilled.
But—
Just as the Angel God's wrath reached its peak—
Something far more terrifying locked onto her.
A cold, indifferent aura.
Overwhelming.
Limitless.
Before it—
Her divine soul was like a fragile candle in a hurricane.
Every instinct she possessed screamed—
STOP.
Withdraw the killing intent immediately.
Or die.
Without hesitation, she retracted everything.
Instantly.
And as soon as she did, that terrifying aura faded like it had never existed.
The Angel God's phantom flickered violently, trembling with lingering terror.
Meanwhile, Posey staggered faintly.
Qian Daoliu instantly appeared beside her.
"Xi Xi, what's wrong?!"
His voice was full of panic and concern.
Posey steadied herself, forced a smile.
"Nothing… I'm fine."
But—
To the Angel God, who had just regained her composure and turned her head—
This scene…
This natural interaction…
Qian Daoliu supporting Posey…
Posey smiling back softly…
Their closeness…
Their concern…
Her golden eyes flew wide open.
WHAT.
WHAT IS THIS.
Her High Priest—
Her most loyal servant—
Was…
Having an affair with her mortal enemy's High Priest?!
WHAT KIND OF SACRILEGIOUS DRAMA WAS THIS?!
You're from Spirit Hall!
She's from Sea God Island!!
Your gods hate each other!!
Your faiths are incompatible!!
Your factions are sworn enemies!!
WHAT PROFESSIONAL ETHICS DO YOU TWO EVEN HAVE LEFT?!?!
The Angel God's divine soul trembled wildly.
Not from weakness—
But from sheer existential shock.
This wasn't even a worldview collapse.
This was a worldview getting DESTROYED by a sledgehammer.
No…
Focus!
The Angel God forcefully snapped out of her turmoil.
Now wasn't the time to interrogate this treacherous couple!
That aura just now…
The one that nearly erased her…
That was what mattered.
There was a being here—
A being capable of effortlessly erasing a divine soul.
A mere remnant soul like her…
Could be wiped out instantly.
Shivering, she slowly turned her head toward the source—
Expecting some unfathomable monster.
Or a terrifying entity.
Or at least a god-level being.
But instead—
She saw…
A man.
A man sprawled lazily on a recliner.
Head propped on one hand.
Half-lidded eyes.
Looking so bored he seemed one yawn away from falling asleep.
Her phantom froze mid-air.
Her expression shifted—
From fear.
To confusion.
To disbelief.
To total blankness.
This…
This was the one who terrified her soul to the brink of collapse?
This sleepy mortal?
Did she misinterpret the aura?
Was she hallucinating?
Or… was there another being nearby?
As she spiraled deeper into confusion—
The man finally raised his eyelids slightly.
Just a little.
Just enough for their eyes to meet.
The moment her golden divine gaze met his dark, indifferent eyes—
Her entire divine soul went rigid.
As if she had been pierced through.
As if reality itself froze.
As if the universe whispered—
You were not mistaken.