My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

At the same time.

Within the Ghost Race council hall, dim firelight cast flickering shadows on the stone walls.

Several elders of the Ghost Race sat encircling a long obsidian table, the atmosphere heavy and grim.

"Great Elder, do you truly intend to let those two ominous ones participate in the tournament? If word spreads, will that not make the other races mock us, saying the Ghost Race has no one worthy?"

An elder, his face wrinkled like dried bark, slammed his hand on the table, voice hoarse and harsh.

"Indeed."

Another elder chimed in, fingers tapping the table in agitation, "Though the Forbidden Land is perilous, but if that human really endures for a day…"

The Great Elder sat firmly at the head, fingers lightly caressing the armrest, the corner of his lips curling into a cruel sneer:

"Participate in the tournament? Wishful thinking!"

His venomous gaze swept over all present, his voice ice-cold as frozen steel:

"That human clearly came for the Divine Pattern—how could we let him succeed?"

"Rest assured, I have already dispatched three Monarch-level to intercept and kill."

"He will certainly die within the Forbidden Land. By then, even if the Human Race seeks trouble with us, they will have no cause!"

Hearing this, the tense expressions of the elders finally eased, each exhaling a long breath.

"With Great Elder masterminding all, we can naturally be at ease. It's just…"

A younger elder hesitated to speak, "Over the years, we've secretly sent those who support the Clan Leader into the Forbidden Land. Could this…"

"Hmph!"

The Great Elder suddenly slapped the table.

His eyes shone with a frosty gleam, his tone biting as a winter wind:

"For decades now, has there been any matter in the Ghost Race not decided by me? Clan Leader? He is but a figurehead!"

"Recently I have formed a connection with the Divine Pattern. Once full acknowledgment is secured, it shall be my time to breakthrough to Totem Level!"

"And on that day—"

The Great Elder spread his arms wide, as though to embrace the entire Ghost Race.

"I will be the true ruler of the Ghost Race!"

"Great Elder is wise indeed!"

"Under the Great Elder's leadership, the Ghost Race shall surely rise!"

The elders promptly rose, showering flattery.

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes, savoring their praise, a twisted satisfaction surfacing on his face.

When the wave of sycophancy waned, he raised his hand for silence:

"The matter at hand, however, is forging an alliance with the Qingqiu Race."

"With their support, our strength shall rise to yet another height."

"Therefore, for this tournament, our strongest new generation of the Ghost Race must enter the stage."

"Let those foxes witness for themselves the glory of our young blood."

The elders nodded incessantly in agreement.

"However…"

The Great Elder's voice grew sharp and cold, "That Blood Race is truly an eyesore. After the tournament, we shall find a chance…"

He left the rest unsaid, but every Ghost Race elder present understood his meaning well enough.

"Understood!"

The elders exchanged sinister grins.

Beneath the candlelight, their shadows warped and twisted across the stone walls.

...

Within the Ghost Race Forbidden Land.

Beneath the pitch-black firmament, several dazzling lights suddenly erupted.

Several Guardian Beasts, under the enhancement of their Skills, saw their Attributes spike in an instant to their very limits.

The most astonishing was Liu Li—

[Divine Angel (Liu Li)]

[Talent: Myth Nine Stars]

[Level: Commander Tier Four]

[Power: 30,000→120,000]

[Constitution: 30,000→120,000]

[Spirit: 30,000→120,000]

[Speed: 30,000→120,000]

[Skills: Guardian Angel Form (All Attributes Amplification 400%), Blazing Burn, Celestial Fire Domain, Guardian Law (can wield a thread of Power of Laws)]

Thirty thousand basic Attributes, surging in an instant to 120,000 with a 400% amplification!

This value far surpasses an ordinary Monarch Level!

Qing Shuang and Vera's Attributes had also nearly reached the threshold of a Monarch.

Witnessing all this—

The expressions on several Ghost Race faces abruptly contorted.

These Guardian Beasts…

Impossible!

The leading Ghost Race member, feeling Liu Li's pressure, looked rather crestfallen.

He could tell that this Angel's Attributes even bested his own by a margin.

But he was Monarch Level, while this Angel was but Middle Tier Commander.

Middle Tier Commander rising to Monarch Level?

This isn't right?!

But soon, a sneer twisted his lips:

"So what if your Attributes are high? Domain is the true foundation of Commanders and Monarchs!"

His Domain would surely suppress this Angel's.

Unless someone could nullify his Domain entirely!

But that…

Is it possible?!

No matter how prodigious this Angel's Talent, today…

She must die!

"Ghost King's Body!"

With a thunderous roar, his own Attributes surged again:

[Ghost Race]

[Talent: Legendary Seven Stars]

[Level: Monarch Tier Three]

[Power: 110,000→132,000]

[Constitution: 105,000→126,000]

[Spirit: 95,000→114,000]

[Speed: 107,000→128,400]

[Skills: Ghost Race Four Techniques (Mountain Opening, Sea Breaker, Heaven-Breaking [doubles Power Attribute], all usable), Ghost King's Body (can multiply Attributes by 1.2x) …]

With the boost of Ghost King's Body, this Ghost's Attributes—except for Spirit Attribute—now overtook Liu Li's.

Yet Liu Li paid this no heed whatsoever.

At this level, a gap of twenty or thirty thousand in Attributes made little difference.

What's more, aside from Power Attribute, his other Attributes barely exceeded hers!

"Celestial Fire Domain!"

With a soft exhale, Liu Li ignited with crimson flames all around her.

A circular Domain explosively expanded from the twelve wings on her back.

And under the enhancement of Ultimate Fire, her original Blazing Angel Fire had been completely refined into a purer Ultimate Fire. The temperature across the Domain soared, even the air looked warped by the heat.

Yet, in the face of this Monarch Tier Three Ghost expert, Liu Li's Domain Control was still immature.

The opponent only let out a disdainful laugh, and with a wave, a black Domain surged out like a tide, violently suppressing Liu Li's Celestial Fire Domain, forcing a retreat at every step.

"Give it up!"

"Even if your Attributes barely reach Monarch Level, your grasp of Domain…"

"Is far too lacking!"

Liu Li gazed at the encroaching black Domain, face calm as ice.

From the start, she had anticipated this outcome.

Only under dire pressure can breakthroughs occur.

Lilith's request of all of them…

To master Dual Domain release while still at Commander Level!

But to truly achieve such mastery, one must grasp it amidst life and death!

Right now, her first task was to refine control over every thread of Domain energy to its utmost.

"Ghost Race Third Technique: Heaven-Breaking!"

The Ghost expert would give her no time to recover, unleashing a killing blow at the outset.

His fist howled with Power of Destruction, punching straight at Liu Li's face.

In Liu Li's pupils, a flash of red flame; she exhaled sharply:

"Divine Protection!"

Facing this Ghost's all-out blow—

260,000 points of Power Attribute. At this moment, only "Divine Protection" could barely withstand it.

"Boom—!"

The Ghost's fist slammed hard into the golden shield, erupting with a deafening explosion.

This Ghost's deathblow had been so easily blocked.

Witnessing this, the Ghost's face shifted, but then his sneer deepened:

"Let's see how many more you can block!"

He raised his hand again, shifting styles:

"Ghost Race Second Technique: Sea Breaker!"

Though Sea Breaker gave less Attribute amplification than Heaven-Breaking, for Liu Li, it was still a mortal threat.

And at this critical juncture—

"Absolute Forbidden Domain!"

A cold, clear voice rang out abruptly.

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