Lucifer ignored Fang Xian's murderous intent and spoke calmly.
"Fang Xian, how about we talk?"
Fang Xian drew his "Xuanyuan Sword," pointing it at Lucifer.
"Let's talk in the next life."
He shifted his feet, his figure vanishing, the blade slicing through the air with a whistling sound.
Lucifer remained unperturbed, lightly touching the air with her feet, dodging to the side, her swift sword grazing the hem of her clothes.
Taking advantage of Fang Xian's momentary lapse in attention, she instantly closed in.
An invisible sword aura shot from the tip of the sword, aimed directly at Fang Xian.
Fang Xian abruptly stopped, striking back with his sword.
"Boom!"
The "Xuanyuan Sword" shattered the oncoming sword aura with a single strike, scattering the clouds.
He shook his head slightly; aside from the gray demon god who descended upon Blue Star, this was the first time anyone had been able to dodge his attack.
Although it was just a casual sword strike, it was enough to instantly kill a level 1000 expert.
Unexpectedly, Lucifer was indeed skilled, managing to dodge his sword attack.
Fang Xian's eyes blazed, locked onto Lucifer.
He was going to get serious.
His foot barely lifted, and his 199,000 Agility instantly erupted.
"Whoosh!"
A flash of cold light, slaying everything.
"Pfft!"
Lucifer's head flew high, a torrent of blood gushing from his neck.
This sword strike, seemingly simple, shocked all the watching races.
Those present felt it most intensely.
"How could... be so fast!"
"This sword strike... is unstoppable."
"How did Fang Xian do that?"
"It's terrifying... is he really human?"
As for the members of the large families watching the live stream, they were equally shocked.
Although they didn't see it as directly as those present, they knew Lucifer.
Those were legendary figures from over a thousand years ago, yet Fang Xian had so casually dispatched them with a single sword strike. How could they not be shocked?
After all, if Fang Xian could kill Lucifer with a single sword strike, he could kill them just as easily.
Especially Long Yudi, who hadn't yet left Asia City, his face was extremely grim.
He cursed the "Heavenly Secrets Book" inwardly. What did "uncertain of life and death" mean?
It was clearly "no return," "certain death."
He swore that if the "Heavenly Secrets Book" ever gave such ambiguous answers again, he would rather die than carry it out.
…
Fang Xian sheathed the "Xuanyuan Sword," indifferently watching Lucifer's falling figure.
He extended his right hand and absorbed the "Storage Ring" from Lucifer's finger.
The "Storage Ring" slowly loosened, about to detach from his finger and fly towards Fang Xian, when Lucifer's hand instantly clenched into a fist, preventing the "Storage Ring" from leaving.
Fang Xian frowned, staring intently at Lucifer.
Lucifer's falling body stopped mid-air. She stretched out her hand, and Lucifer's head flew back into her palm.
She picked up the head and gently pressed it against her neck, completing the fusion.
Lucifer—resurrected successfully.
Only now did Fang Xian remember that his "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" physique had an effect: the ability to resurrect on the spot.
As the founder of the "Six-Winged Fallen Angels," Lucifer's resurrection was to be expected.
However, Fang Xian didn't remember this effect at all, since it only triggered upon death.
But for Fang Xian, he had never suffered even the slightest injury, let alone death, so forgetting it was normal.
Lucifer frowned, staring at Fang Xian, her previous composure gone.
That sword strike just now was simply too fast.
So fast that she didn't even have time to react before she was instantly killed.
"Fang Xian, your strength truly astonishes me."
Fang Xian drew the "Xuanyuan Sword" again, coldly staring at Lucifer.
"The resurrection effect can only be active once every 24 hours. Killing her again will prevent resurrection.
Don't be too surprised, she'll die again soon anyway."
"Indeed."
Lucifer didn't refute, only smiled calmly.
"Fang Xian, do you know? The more wings an angel has, the stronger they are."
"But actually, six wings aren't the end. There are beings even stronger than six wings, that is..."
"—Twelve wings."
Her words surprised Fang Xian slightly. There were beings stronger than six-winged angels?
But there were no records of this among the angels. Did Lucifer know something?
Or perhaps, she could transform into—a twelve-winged fallen angel?
Naturally, the angels were even more surprised than Fang Xian.
Elder Tian Xuanming frowned, staring intently at Lucifer.
An existence of Lucifer's caliber would never utter such a lie; it was meaningless.
If what Lucifer said was true, and angels could transform into twelve-winged angels, then their angel race could become the most powerful race in the Great Thousand World.
If that were the case, then Lucifer absolutely could not die; he was the most crucial factor in the rise and fall of the angel race.
At the same time, the voice of the Angel God appeared in his mind.
[Xuanming. Protect Lucifer at all costs.]
"I'll be there shortly."
Tian Xuanming was slightly startled, not expecting the Angel God to act so swiftly.
However, the Southern Paradise, where the Angel Clan resided, was far from here. To arrive quickly, they would have to use their clan's most treasured artifact.
It seemed the situation would become increasingly unpredictable.
The only one suffering was him. What merit did he possess to try and stop Fang Xian?
He'd probably be slapped to death.
...
Lucifer watched with her beautiful eyes, a faint smile on her pretty face.
"Fang Xian, aren't you going to attack?"
"Are you showing mercy? Or do you want to see me transform?"
Fang Xian didn't rush to attack. He genuinely wanted to see if Lucifer could transform into a twelve-winged fallen angel.
He stared at Lucifer and spoke in a deep voice.
"Change it if you want, the result will be the same anyway."
"Heh, Fang Xian, you're quite confident."
Lucifer gently raised her hand, her fingertips softly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, the movement elegant and natural.
Her lips parted slightly, and she spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Since you want to see it, I'll grant your wish."
As she finished speaking, a faint glow gradually emanated from Lucifer's back.
At the center of her six wings, new feathers were emerging, like awakened dark power breaking free from its restraints.
The new feathers grew and unfurled at a visible speed.
They slowly extended from Lucifer's shoulder blades, gradually becoming symmetrical with her original six wings.
Each feather shaft was strong and powerful, supporting the broad and majestic wings.
When all twelve wings were fully unfurled, Lucifer was like a god descending from the abyss of darkness, her powerful aura spreading outwards like a black tide.
This is Lucifer, the twelve-winged fallen angel.
She slightly raised her chin, a perfectly measured smile playing on her lips.
"So, Fang Xian, what do you think of my new look?"
Fang Xian stared at Lucifer's twelve wings and said with great interest:
"It looks pretty good, I hope you'll let me play."
—Enjoy yourself!