Chapter 1061, Bearing the ‘Wings of the World’

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

A flawless face.

 

A perfect figure.

 

And an aura steeped in ancient mystery, carrying the weight of eternity itself.

 

At this moment… Yu Zi Yu had truly become an Angel.

 

Not just any Angel, but a Seraph—the highest and most noble Bloodline of the Angel Clan, a lineage blessed with the Heavenly Blood.

 

The Seraphs stood at the pinnacle of the hierarchy of the Angel Clan, the noblest class comparable to royalty among Angels.

 

Throughout the entire Angel Clan, only four known Seraphs existed.

 

Even the Lord of the City of Angel was merely a Divine Angel, a Higher-Class Angel. Thus, one could only imagine the significance of Yu Zi Yu’s transformation.

 

*Boooom…* A near-tangible pressure swept across the skies, an overwhelming pressure born of bloodline suppression.

 

One by one, the Angels turned their gaze toward Yu Zi Yu, their eyes filled with reverence akin to worshipping a deity.

 

This was an instinctual submission, an imprint etched into their very Souls.

 

For among the Angel Clan, the Seraph Bloodline was the highest and noblest Bloodline. In fact, rather than viewing Seraphs as just another rank of Angels, it was more fitting to consider them unique Angels, an existence beyond mere classification.

 

Some even believed that the Seraphs were the direct descendants of the Lord himself, their very blood imbued with traces of Glory and Supremacy.

 

At this moment, Yu Zi Yu, standing silently in the sky, spoke no words, nor did he make any movements. And yet, the Angels bowed before him as if he was their God.

 

“We greet our King…”

 

“We greet our King…”

 

The trembling of their blood left them no choice but to submit.

 

Even though this Seraph before them was unfamiliar, the might and pressure originating from his very being was undeniable.

 

More importantly, upon his back, he bore the most resplendent golden wings—the Holy Sixteen Wings.

 

The Sacred Armament, the very foundation of the Angel Clan’s heritage.

 

Now, the fact that this Angel King was actually carrying the Holy Sixteen Wings was as if he had donned the most exalted crown of the Angel Clan itself.

 

No words were needed.

 

No proclamations were necessary.

 

Everything had already been decided in silence.

 

The Angels had found their King.

 

—

 

At that moment, as if sensing the tides shifting among the Angels, a majestic voice echoed in Yu Zi Yu’s mind, “Do you see now, little one? This is my status among the Angels. And that drop of blood I bestowed upon you earlier—it was indeed the Blood of the Lord. Yet now, you have taken that divine essence and evolved into…”

 

The voice of the Imperial Artifact True Spirit gradually faded, his words trailing into stunned silence. For at this moment, even his gaze was filled with nothing but shock.

 

Never could he have imagined that the noblest Bloodline of the Angels would return in such a manner. It left him with nothing but questions. [Just who is this guy? How could he utterly rewrite the essence of life itself?

 

This is far beyond any Divine Ability known. This is even more terrifying compared to the legendary Thirty-Six Arts of Heavenly Rectifier. After all, the Thirty-Six Arts of Heavenly Rectifier, without the blood of Divine Beasts, was nothing more than a Minor Divine Art, which could only alter one’s form.

 

Only when the Blood Essence of thirty-six Ancient Divine Beasts was acquired and merged into one did the ability truly transcend the limits of nature and was able to reverse the very essence of life, reaching the true pinnacle of transformation.

 

That was what made it once renowned across the ages.

 

However, Ancient Divine Beasts have long since perished. Even finding a single one is near impossible, let alone thirty-six.

 

Thus, the legendary Thirty-Six Arts of Heavenly Rectifier has long faded into obscurity.

 

Even if someone has inherited it today, they could only grasp its most rudimentary transformations, far from the Grand Divine Ability of old.

 

And yet, this one guy, without even relying on the Thirty-Six Arts, he has completely reversed his life essence.]

 

Suppressing the shock in its heart, the True Spirit of the Imperial Artifact cast a deep, pondering gaze upon Yu Zi Yu, a gaze filled with intrigue.

 

…

 

As for Yu Zi Yu’s True Form, the True Spirit no longer cared. What mattered to him was the Seraph Bloodline.

 

As a matter of fact, Seraphs had no fixed physical form but they could manifest in multiple incarnations. Though he had never seen a Seraph take the form of a Divine Tree, the True Spirit was unconcerned.

 

What truly mattered was the unmistakable traces of Glory and Light flowing through Yu Zi Yu’s very blood..

 

“If this one can truly attain the Realm of Hegemony… then perhaps, an alliance is possible…” Faintly smiling to himself, the Imperial Artifact True Spirit chose to enter true slumber.

 

Moments ago, he had bestowed upon Yu Zi Yu the Heavenly Stigma—an imprint imbued with a fragment of his own power. Even for him, this was a considerable expenditure.

 

The Heavenly Stigma was, in essence, the mark of the Imperial Artifact.

 

In other words, it was a sign of the True Spirit’s approval, granting Yu Zi Yu the right to wield the Imperial Artifact in its entirety.

 

Not even the Angel Clan’s Seraphim enjoyed such permissions. He could only employ the projection of the Imperial Artifact, but Yu Zi Yu could now carry the actual Sixteen Holy Wings.

 

Although the wings were tattered and enormously heavy, they were still an immense boon to Yu Zi Yu.

 

As he clenched his fist, thunderous claps caused by air exploding filled the surroundings, and shockwaves rippled through the world.

 

At the same time, the eight golden wings behind Yu Zi Yu quivered ever so slightly.

 

*Booooom…* A thunderous explosion shook the world itself as countless storms gathered at the tip of his wings, twisting and winding around each other.

 

In this moment, Yu Zi Yu felt as though he no longer belonged to this world.

 

He felt as though with a mere flick of his wings, he could tear through space, crossing the world’s horizon in an instant.

 

And this was no illusion.

 

This was the power of the Imperial Artifact.

 

Wings of the World — Also known as the ‘Wings that Bear the World,’ these wings can tear through the fabrics of space with a single motion, allowing instant traversal across space.

 

With these wings, Yu Zi Yu could move freely between worlds.

 

No longer would he need to worry about dimensional barriers.

 

No longer would he be hindered by countless strange restrictions.

 

All obstacles would be rendered meaningless.

 

He could soar to the highest Heavens, or descend into the deepest underworld.

 

There was nowhere he could not go.

 

At that moment, as if a thought had crossed his mind, Yu Zi Yu’s lips curled into a smirk. “You want me to drive away the Void Clan and the Treant Clan?”

 

Amused, he chuckled inwardly.

 

[To think that I’m being asked to expel my own subordinates. But… It’s not a bad idea either. Now that I’ve obtained the Imperial Artifact, it’s time to leave. The True Spirit might not have realized that the Void Clan is mine, but the Treant Clan, he should have definitely realized they are mine. After all, I’m a Divine Tree, it’s only naturally that I would lead the Treants.]