This wasn't to say that Seraph's were lacking. These were still existences that could rule over several quadrants even in the Primordial Era. Rather, this was related to a secret of the elves…
The truth was the wings were a gift given by the Sky God, Zeus. However, in that chaotic era, trusting people, even those you called your own, was foolish. As a result, Zeus placed a limiter on Angels.
The irony was that the more pairs of wings angels had, the more powerful they became. But, at the same time, the more pairs that appeared, the more restricted one would become. After all, one's back had limited space!
However, the foul reality was that this was only a surface problem. When wings began to increase in number, they would re-route the meridian pathways of the body. This led to a restrictive effect that made future cultivation more difficult. This wouldn't be obvious in lower realms, but within the Dao Realm, each step would become unbearably slow!
Even if you were a Seraph, you wouldn't be an exception. In fact, it would be even worse for you.
In those cases, the only way to soothe those problems was to rely on the Wings of Blessings. This would ease cultivation and bring it back up to faster speeds depending on the will of the wielder of the blessing.
Like this, those with Wings of Blessings would be able to control the future potential of the highest ranked angels! The only way to escape this fate was to Ascend! To separate one's wings from one's back!
Dyon had accomplished this nonchalantly, but in the mind of the Universe Spirit, this was a feat that broke all of his resolve.
"Impossible! Impossible! You're not a member of the Olympus Clan, or else you'd never treat me like this!"
"You know…" Dyon said slowly. "… I had always wondered what the significance of my wings separating meant… That was until one day my senses broke through and I suddenly noticed that my wife's cultivation was slower than it should be…"
One could imagine what this meant. Amphorae, who had reached the Middle Dao Realm at less than 150 years old, had actually been far slower than she should have been!
It was then that Dyon realized that maybe Amphorae's slow cultivation in her first life wasn't entirely due to the chaotic energy of the Primordial Era, but due to a scheme set up by the very man every Angel revered as a God!
If it wasn't for Amphorae's special constitution, would she have even been strong enough to survive to see Dyon again? Such a thought completely enraged him!
Dyon didn't manage to figure this out until he heard Emperor Angelus' story. After all, he had always thought the wings of angels were a natural evolution… The Emperor Giant had no idea that the random fact he told Dyon to try to gain some extra brownie points would actually lead to this situation today!
"Even if your Olympus Clan did this for the sake of quelling inner turmoil in your fight against the Titans, what was the purpose of keeping this restriction after that war ended…?"
Dyon's cold gaze turned tranquil, but somehow, the Universe Spirit found this to be more fear inducing than anything he had ever felt before.
"… I think that the legacy of your Olympus Clan should just end here…"
Dyon pointed his finger toward the Universe Spirit, his meridians churning.
"[Surge]."
In an instant, his qi amplified. Doubling… Tripling… It seemed endless! As though the Heavens themselves were giving over their everything.
However, the next sight almost made the Universe Spirit faint.
Dyon's white wings pulsed with a blinding light. When they once more came back into their sights, they were golden!
"Wings… Of Blessings…" The gaze of the Universe Spirit dimmed.
"[Cleanse]."
The Universe Spirit was completely enveloped by Dyon's technique. [Cleanse], especially when casted with holy type qi and Dyon's purity flames was simply too potent.
No Universe Spirit was born this way, similar to how no creature was born evil. Actually, Dyon wasn't certain if this was the case anymore after meeting Jasmine… But this aside, Dyon understood that this Angel Spirit hadn't been like this in the beginning.
Think logically for a moment. When a universe was born, why would it have the characteristics of a specific race? Yet, somehow, this angel spirit reflected the image of a handsome angel male…
The answer was obvious. Over years of tempering, the spirit came to hold the image of its owners, growing steadily more powerful over time.
[Author's Note: The reason the universe spirit of the Five Beast Clan Alliance looked like a cherub was a random event and a path chosen by the spirit itself. Those beast clans are incapable of grooming a universe spirit as they see fit. The Angels are on another level].
What Dyon was doing now was cleansing the angel spirit of all of these influences!
To be capable of doing such a thing, one can imagine just how powerful Ancient Grand Circle Magics were… To cleanse the efforts of the Angels themselves, its might was unquestionable!
The angel spirit immediately lost its form. Maybe it wouldn't have been so easy to do this at its peak, but now that it had continuously weakened over not just one, but over the course of three total Eras, it stood not a single chance.
Soon, all that was left was the nucleus form of the universe spirit.
It bobbed like a gentle pulse of light, before it began to slowly reform itself. Now that it had lost the influence of the Angels, it would take whatever form it pleased.
The Chaos Spirit was a chaotic mesh of red and black energy. The Soul Spirit had chosen the form of a three-year-old girl with adorable large golden eyes. The Asura Spirit, under the influence of the Pakal Clan, took the form a six-armed demon. As for this angel spirit…
Soon, the faint image of flapping wings caught Dyon's attention.
At first, he frowned. Wings? Did that mean his [Cleanse] had failed?
