Le Jing pointed to the angel statues on the steps and said earnestly to Qian Mo, "The Soul Spirits required for the Six-Winged Seraphim Martial Soul are sealed within those angel statues."
"Hmm?" Qian Mo raised an eyebrow and asked strangely, "Isn't this the technology of the Spirit Pagoda?"
Le Jing said with pride, "This is the wonder of the Secret Land. Logically speaking, after a Soul Master dies, their Soul Spirit should naturally dissipate."
"But through the modification of modern technology, the Secret Land can preserve the Soul Spirits of deceased Soul Masters who possess the Holy Angel bloodline within angel statues that have undergone holy baptism, for future generations to absorb."
"Furthermore, the Soul Spirits preserved within the statues, influenced by the original Soul Master and the holy energy within the Secret Land, will exhibit attributes that are exceptionally compatible with the Angel Martial Soul."
"Therefore, members of the Holy Angel family who awaken the Angel Martial Soul are brought into the Secret Land to obtain Soul Spirits. Zheng Yu's first Soul Spirit came from this place."
Qian Mo's curiosity grew even stronger. It seemed there were quite a few secrets hidden within this Angel Secret Land!
Le Jing waved his hand, signaling Qian Mo to follow him. "Let's go. Before getting your Soul Spirit, I'll take you to pay respects to the Statue of the Angel God. Zheng Yu, go find a place to cultivate yourself."
Next, Le Jing led Qian Mo step by step towards the Angel phantom at the highest point.
The further up they walked, the more active the holy energy became. The holy energy constantly 'teased' Qian Mo, and his Six-Winged Seraphim Martial Soul gradually began to uncontrollably emerge and actively absorb the surrounding holy energy.
As the Angel phantom holding a red cross-shaped sword appeared, Qian Mo's eyes turned a brilliant gold. A supreme and holy aura unfolded around him. The holy energy seemed to cheer and worship around him, making Qian Mo's posture appear even nobler and more sacred.
Seeing this scene, Le Jing said in surprise, "I didn't expect you could cause such a big reaction from the holy energy."
"Moreover, I actually felt a bloodline suppression. What is the origin of Ah Mo's Martial Soul?" Le Jing silently mused this thought in his heart.
Soon, Qian Mo arrived in front of the tall Angel phantom at the highest point, looking up and down at it curiously.
"This Angel phantom is the core of the Secret Land. Our ancestors believed it came from the legendary Angel God, so they called it the Statue of the Angel God and worshipped it for generations," Le Jing introduced.
Qian Mo raised his hand and slowly extended it towards the Statue of the Angel God. At the moment of contact, the holy energy from the Six-Winged Seraphim Martial Soul flowed through his fingertips and touched the Statue of the Angel God.
The next second, the Statue of the Angel God's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, casting its gaze upon Qian Mo.
At this moment, a golden tide surged in the sky of the Secret Land, and the holy energy began to erupt. Qian Mo only felt a vast expanse of white before his eyes.
"Hmm?" Le Zhengen, who was handling matters within the family territory, suddenly had a drastic change in expression and abruptly looked towards the direction of the Secret Land.
Le Zhengen issued a sharp command, "Seal the family territory. No one is allowed to enter or leave."
After speaking, Le Zhengen stood up and transformed into a golden meteor, rushing towards the Secret Land.
By the Lake of Life in the center of the Star Dou Great Forest, a silver-haired girl, who was being knelt before by several powerful figures, seemed to sense something and looked towards the south.
"Master, what's wrong?" A muscular man in a black robe with golden eyes, one of the figures kneeling on the ground, looked up and asked.
The silver-haired woman frowned slightly and said coldly, "Di Tian, I sensed the aura of the Angel God's divine power!"
The identity of the black-robed man was clear: he was none other than the head of the continent's ten great fierce beasts, the ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian!
The silver-haired woman in front of him, whom Di Tian called 'Master,' was naturally one of the Dragon God's clones, the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena!
"What?" Di Tian exclaimed in surprise, "The Angel God's divine throne was shattered in the Divine War twenty thousand years ago. Now the Angel God's divine power reappears."
"Could it be... the Angel God's divine throne is about to be reshaped?" Di Tian asked tentatively.
Gu Yuena shook her head and said coldly, "With the Divine Realm missing, the conditions for reshaping the Angel God's divine throne are extremely harsh; it's almost impossible to reshape it again."
"Moreover, the divine power I sensed is pitifully weak. If I didn't also possess divine power, I likely wouldn't have sensed it."
"It's probably a fluctuation of divine power triggered by the awakening of some legacy left by the Angel God on the Douluo Continent."
"So that's it. Then there's nothing to fear!" Di Tian felt relieved upon hearing this.
Gu Yuena nodded, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly sensed a wisp of aura appear within that faint divine power.
This wisp of aura was like a point of light in the darkness, weak but exceptionally eye-catching!
"No, the Angel God's aura wasn't this supreme and holy, was it? Even Dragon God Lord didn't possess such a pure aura."
Thinking of this, Gu Yuena immediately said, "Di Tian, come with me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Yuena waved her hand, and a silver light flashed. She and Di Tian disappeared from their original spot, leaving only Xiong Jun, Bi Ji, and the other fierce beasts looking at each other in dismay.
On the Angel Secret Land side, the arriving Le Zhengen and Le Jing, among others, looked at Qian Mo, whose aura was resonating with the Statue of the Angel God, with faces full of surprise.
This was because since the establishment of the Holy Angel family, no one had ever been able to make the Statue of the Angel God respond.
"What's going on?"
At this moment, they suddenly saw a golden-yellow pillar of light suddenly shoot up into the sky from within the island. The holy aura, which was already sufficiently intense on the island, suddenly increased exponentially.
Le Zhengen stared blankly at this scene and murmured, "This... seems like the legendary Life Tide... No, with such abundant holy energy, it should be called the Sacred Tide!"
Suddenly enlightened, Le Zhengen immediately turned around, and his voice, amplified by his profound soul power, spread throughout the area.
"Everyone, immediately meditate in place."
This holy aura was an incredibly rare and beneficial thing for the members of the Holy Angel family. It could not only improve the purity of the holy energy within their bodies but also subtly promote the quality of their Holy Angel Martial Souls. Therefore, they needed to open every pore of their bodies to meticulously absorb and comprehend it!
And just as Le Zhengen led his clansmen to close their eyes and meditate with all their might, Michael's sacred figure appeared behind Qian Mo.
At this moment, Michael's face showed a hint of confusion, and he said softly, "Although the blessing I bestowed upon this person was not strong, with the weak laws of this realm, it shouldn't have triggered this wisp of my divine consciousness within the blessing so quickly."
It was only when Michael's gaze fell upon the Statue of the Angel God that he suddenly realized, "So it was the power from the upper realm that unexpectedly helped him trigger my divine consciousness!"
Michael's clear gaze gradually deepened. In this instant, through this Angel phantom containing a hint of divine power, he saw the true nature of the Angel God clearly.
"Sweeping away the evil in the world and ascending to godhood by gathering the faith of all people? Not bad!" Michael's eyes were full of admiration.
As an archangel who had fought against Satan his entire life, Michael greatly admired this kind of god of light like the Angel God, who took punishing evil as his responsibility.