After walking up the stairs for a long distance, Lin Feng was already out of breath. When he saw the angel statue in the distance, he asked, “Grandpa, is that the Worship Hall?”
After stepping up the final stair, a large plaza appeared before him. In the center stood a lifelike statue. Behind the angel statue was a grand and majestic palace. Under the sunlight, it looked especially sacred and dazzling, shining with gold and splendor.
On both sides of the palace gate stood two soul masters wearing silver armor. Each of them held a sharp spear and guarded the entrance.
“Yes. The palace ahead is the Worship Hall, one of the three main halls of the Spirit Hall,” Qian Daoliu said with his hands behind his back and a smile.
“The Worship Hall is truly magnificent—grand, noble, and shining with gold. And with the angel statue as its symbol, it feels sacred and untouchable under the light. Grandpa, the place you live in is truly extraordinary,” Lin Feng said in shock as he looked around.
He was not pretending—he was truly amazed.
Such a grand building clearly showed the deep foundation and long history of the Spirit Hall.
“Grandpa, what level are the two guards at the gate?” Lin Feng asked, since he could not tell their strength at all.
“They are both Soul Saints,” Qian Daoliu explained calmly.
“Soul Saint level… soul masters? Then why would they…” Lin Feng started to ask.
Qian Daoliu smiled gently. “You want to ask why Soul Saints are guarding a gate, right?”
Lin Feng nodded.
“Yes, Soul Saints are powerful. But this is Spirit City—the true center of the Spirit Hall, a holy land for soul masters. One stone thrown here could hit many so-called Soul Saints.”
“Serving in the Worship Hall is an honor. They themselves think the same way.”
Soul Saints? Strong? In the Spirit Hall, even titled Douluo-level experts existed, and there were more than ten of them. Soul Saints were nothing special here.
Lin Feng was slightly stunned. It seemed true—compared to the Spirit Hall, Soul Saints in other places were important figures, but here they were ordinary.
In this world, there was a saying: One Hall, Two Empires, Seven Great Sects. The “One Hall” referred to the Spirit Hall, which even stood above the Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou Empire.
Qian Daoliu held Lin Feng’s small hand and walked to the center of the plaza, stopping in front of the angel statue.
“Feng’er, release your spirit. Let grandpa see your second form—the Dark Angel.”
Lin Feng nodded and released his spirit.
The Holy Light Angel appeared behind him, its six wings shining with sacred light. Its hands were folded, eyes slightly closed, and the surrounding temperature slowly rose.
Then, with a thought, everything changed.
The sacred light faded. The golden wings turned black. The pure and holy aura was replaced by deep darkness.
Even the body of the angel began to change. The holy, noble form turned into a more seductive and dangerous shape. The plaza instantly became silent.
The Dark Angel opened its eyes—like a dark moon in the night—staring at Qian Daoliu. A terrifying darkness spread around it.
Qian Daoliu immediately felt uneasy. This dark power was the complete opposite of his Six-Winged Angel spirit. It even seemed to suppress it.
Light and darkness were opposites. The Holy light did not reject Lin Feng’s Holy Angel, but the Dark Angel rejected everything holy and light-related.
“Grandpa…” Lin Feng called out when he saw Qian Daoliu frowning.
Looking at his Dark Angel, Lin Feng also felt it was strangely beautiful—cold yet seductive, like a completely different existence from his Holy Angel form.
“Your spirit is very powerful,” Qian Daoliu said seriously. “Especially this Dark Angel. Its pure darkness can even suppress my Six-Winged Angel. This is not about strength—it is a suppression in spirit quality.”
At first, he thought Lin Feng’s spirit was just a mutation of the Six-Winged Angel.
But now he understood—it was not a mutation at all. It was a far more powerful divine-level angel spirit.
“Cough…” Qian Daoliu continued awkwardly. “Feng’er, although your spirit is very strong, I suggest you don’t use the Dark Angel form too often.”
“Why, Grandpa?” Lin Feng asked in confusion.
“Because… It makes my spirit feel very uncomfortable. Just don’t use it in front of me,” Qian Daoliu said, a little embarrassed.
Being suppressed by a six-year-old child was not something easy to admit.
After understanding the reason, Lin Feng controlled his spirit.
Immediately, the pressure disappeared completely. Qian Daoliu felt normal again.
“Feng’er, did you do that?” he asked.
“Yes, Grandpa. I can control my spirit freely,” Lin Feng smiled. “That way it won’t affect you.”
Qian Daoliu nodded. Indeed, the feeling was gone.
“Grandpa, do you want to see the Order Sacred Sword too?” Lin Feng asked.
Qian Daoliu shook his head with a smile. “No need. I’ve seen divine weapons before. Let’s enter the Worship Hall now. You will also meet your other six grandpas. Understand?”
Lin Feng nodded firmly. “I understand, Grandpa!”