Choosing this place for a meeting with Zhang Xiaoman implied that he was already prepared for this deduction and immediately mobilized the surrounding star power to begin the calculations.
Now, the star system where the two were located was the homeland of the Observer. Here, he used the power of the stars to set up a super-large formation, which was the "Future Eye."
As the Observer’s spiritual power was mobilized, a third eye suddenly opened on his forehead, emitting brilliant light, as if illuminating the entire universe.
Soon after, the third eye on the Observer’s forehead began to rotate, as if probing for something.
Meanwhile, the giant Future Eye composed of stars that the two were in also began to rotate.
The demons on the periphery were frightened when they sensed this vast spiritual power ripple and scrambled to escape into the distance.
However, their attempt to flee was interrupted halfway, as an equally majestic aura emanated from the depths of the void.
Urged by this aura, the fleeing demons seemed to regain their courage, all roaring back to the periphery of the Future Eye, even showing signs of wanting to invade further.
Zhang Xiaoman naturally also felt the vast spiritual pressure; this was a formidable opponent.
His aura was no weaker, perhaps even stronger than that of the Observer from the Divine Domain and was roughly on par with Ora.
The strength of the three Middle-level Gods from the Divine Domain also varied.
Ora and Huan Cai were about equal, but Ora was somewhat stronger than the two of them.
Although Zhang Xiaoman had crossed paths with Ora last time, their encounter was very brief, and Ora was repelled by the thunderous power of the Purple Cloud Divine Sword. Strictly speaking, they hadn’t truly fought.
However, based on the feeling from that encounter, Zhang Xiaoman considered Ora’s strength not to be underestimated, probably capable of rivaling Ni Yang.
If not for his Purple Cloud Divine Sword’s power deterring Ora from acting rashly back then, he surely wouldn’t have been a match for him in a direct fight.
And now, the newly emerged demon was emanating power equivalent to Ora’s, instantly tensing Zhang Xiaoman’s nerves.
Such an opponent, he wasn’t sure if he could withstand.
Star light swirled in Zhang Xiaoman’s eyes as he gazed through the endless demon black tide at a huge figure behind.
It was a faceless demon with twelve pairs of white wings, towering ten thousand meters tall, with pale skin, resembling a monster Zhang Xiaoman had encountered before.
"Is this... a Fallen Angel...?"
Zhang Xiaoman immediately associated it with the entity that appeared on Water Blue Star.
It was an Evolved Body from a Corpse Demon, possessing Control Level strength.
He had put in considerable effort dealing with that monster before, ultimately relying on the power of Angel’s Tears to eliminate it.
And the monster before him now looked extremely similar to that Fallen Angel from back then.
Except for being larger and having more wings, its skin and face greatly matched the characteristics of its kind.
To his astonishment, the demon in Fallen Angel form also began to move.
He watched as the twelve pairs of fleshy wings slowly unfurled on its back, revealing its true appearance.
Those weren’t wings at all, but rather twenty-four pale, elongated arms, densely connected, making them appear like twelve pairs of white wings.
The pale demon issued a hoarse, unpleasant screech, and upon hearing this sound, the surrounding demons seemed invigorated like on drugs, charging up with eyes blazing red.
Zhang Xiaoman’s barrier triggered, instantly killing these reckless creatures, but the demons were like a black tide, endlessly coming wave after wave.
In the center of the Future Eye, the Observer also seemed to notice what was happening, especially with that pale fallen angel, his face looking considerably unpleasant.
With his vision, he couldn’t fail to recognize the formidable power of this creature; it was a strong demon commander, and even if he went all out, he might not be able to take it down.
The main issue was that he was currently in a crucial moment of skill activation and couldn’t afford to be interrupted. The sudden emergence of such a demon commander truly startled him.
Fortunately, Ji Xing was present here, which gave the Observer some relief.
Thinking of Ji Xing’s terrifying strength, he felt a lot more secure.
However, while the Observer was relieved, Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t feel at ease.
Compared to the former’s confidence in him, he had no assurance of defeating the opponent.
"If I unleash the full power of the Purple Cloud Divine Sword and use the Master of Destruction to prevent his self-healing, perhaps I could exhaust him over time, but in a direct confrontation, I’m definitely not his match..."
As Zhang Xiaoman continued annihilating the weaker demon units, he pondered ways to handle the pale fallen angel, gritting his teeth and thinking:
"It’s a pity that the Holy Attribute skills I learned from Heroic Song haven’t been further developed. If necessary, I could buy a bottle of Holy Spirit Essence, upgrade some points, and see if I can raise it to a new level, which might suppress him..."
Zhang Xiaoman was confident he could save himself, but he didn’t want to escape.
After painstakingly bringing someone to do the deduction, if he were to run now, wouldn’t all his previous efforts be wasted?
As he deliberated, the situation changed again.
The distant pale fallen angel, seeing his minions failing to win, finally took action and was ready to strike personally!
Unlike the previous fallen angel, this pale fallen angel didn’t draw his bones as weapons but instead opened up the twenty-four arms on his body, quickly growing rows of sharp nails at the fingertips.
The length of those nails was quite frightening, nearly matching his height.
As the dense nails grew out, upon first glance, the arms behind him appeared more like wings, with the nails as feathers.
Zhang Xiaoman solemnly applied a series of statuses to himself, with the Purple Cloud Divine Sword circling at his side, fully prepared.
However, what happened next completely caught him off guard, making him feel utterly flabbergasted.
He saw the pale fallen angel transform into a white light, almost instantly appearing at the Shield’s edge, sharp finger bones piercing into it as it roared, using its twenty-four arms to tear open a gap.
Just when Zhang Xiaoman thought the real battle was imminent, during the brief moment of eye contact with the pale fallen angel, the latter’s initial action to penetrate the shield suddenly halted, and Zhang Xiaoman sensed that it seemed to be in a daze.
Soon thereafter, following the brief daze, the pale angel seemed to reveal an extremely frightened expression—even though it had no face, from the spiritual power fluctuations it emitted, Zhang Xiaoman felt its emotions.
"Frightened? How could it be...?"
Not waiting for Zhang Xiaoman to react, the monster suddenly closed the shield’s gap, then retreated at a speed faster than when it arrived, vanishing into the black tide in the blink of an eye.
"What...what just happened...?"
Zhang Xiaoman was completely dumbfounded, perplexed about the reason that creature ran away from him like seeing a ghost.
"Could it be that, like the Holy Angel Clan, it also possesses the ability to immediately sense others’ realms...?"
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t figure out why, so he temporarily set aside the matter.
In the field, the demons, seeing their boss run away, had no spirit of fighting to the death, and one after another, vanished without a trace.