Fang Xian leaned forward slightly, six black wings sprouting from his back.
The wings were jet black, each feather sharp and pointed, exuding a cold, ruthless aura.
The six wings emanated a terrifying aura—the aura of death and destruction.
As the black wings unfurled, a powerful pressure swept over them, chilling Wu Lingtian, Hankku, Medusa, Tifa, and Asuna.
Fang Xian's face was cold and stern, his thin lips pressed tightly together, forming a chilling line.
"This is the 'Six-Winged Fallen Angel' physique."
Tifa and Asuna felt a deep fear and involuntarily took a few steps back.
Hancock and Medusa's faces were ashen; they braced themselves on their knees, struggling to control their trembling bodies.
The "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" physique, a top-tier physique, made them feel the suppression of a top-tier bloodline.
Wu Lingtian's eyes widened slightly, filled with shock.
"How could a human possess an angelic physique... a six-winged angel at that!"
Compared to the "demonic god physique," the "six-winged fallen angel" physique evoked a far more direct sense of fear in them.
They didn't know much about the "demonic god physique," but they knew everything about the angels, one of the most powerful races in the Great Thousand Worlds.
They were a god-level race that occupied one of the five major continents, at the top of the food chain.
The most basic principle for judging the strength of an angel was—the more wings, the higher their status.
Fang Xian's six wings belonged to the highest-ranking type of angel.
The current Angel God was a six-winged holy angel.
Therefore, it was clear how much shock Fang Xian's six-winged fallen angel physique had caused them.
As for the black six wings, they had heard of them and naturally didn't doubt their authenticity.
Whether it was a holy six-winged angel or a fallen six-winged angel, they were beings they looked up to.
Existences of this level were extremely rare, even for members of other god-level races, let alone humans.
But their husband, Fang Xian, genuinely possessed the "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" physique.
"Next, it's the Shadow Demon God."
Fang Xian didn't answer their questions, continuing to unleash his "Demon God Physique."
He exuded an extremely evil and terrifying aura, so oppressive that the women dared not even breathe.
Fang Xian's eyes were bloodshot, his fangs protruded, and a pair of dark purple right angles sprouted from his forehead.
A pair of enormous black wings grew from his back, completely enveloping the wings of the six-winged Fallen Angel.
A long tail slowly appeared, its tip hooked and exceptionally flexible.
Fang Xian was completely like a terrifying demon, chilling everyone to the bone.
"A Demon God! It's actually a Demon God!"
Even after evolving again, Hankku and Medusa couldn't withstand the pressure of two god-level races, both collapsing to the ground.
In fact, they didn't know that the "Demon God Physique" also belonged to a special god-level race.
Therefore, under the pressure from all three sides, they couldn't resist and collapsed to the ground.
Tifa and Asuna huddled together, trembling, keeping a safe distance.
Wu Lingtian's usually dignified expression froze instantly. His lips parted slightly, but he felt as if someone was choking him, rendering him speechless.
Her composure was shattered by terror; her body trembled slightly, and she nearly fell.
As for Fang Xian's other wives, although they had witnessed these forms of Fang Xian several times, they still felt lingering fear.
Fang Xian withdrew his "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" and "Shadow Demon God" physiques, leaving only his "Ghost God Physique" to devour the corpses.
With the dissipation of Fang Xian's two top-tier physiques, the five beauties—Wu Lingtian, Hancock, Medusa, Tifa, and Asuna—finally recovered somewhat.
They frowned, looking at Fang Xian with complex expressions.
Fang Xian smiled slightly and casually waved his hand, conjuring several soft sofas.
He helped Hancock and Medusa to sit down, allowing them to calm their fear.
"Tifa, Asuna, Tian'er, come and rest for a bit."
Wu Lingtian let out a long sigh, calming her inner astonishment and fear.
She staggered over, sat on the sofa, and, no longer caring about her image, immediately slumped against the backrest.
After recovering, Wu Lingtian looked at Fang Xian with a solemn expression.
"Fang Xian, are you really human?"
Hankku, Medusa, Tifa, and Asuna all looked at Fang Xian, eager to know the answer.
Fang Xian smiled slightly and gently tapped Wu Lingtian's head.
"Call me husband."
Wu Lingtian scratched his head pitifully and timidly called out, "Husband..."
"Good girl."
Fang Xian stroked Wu Lingtian's head with satisfaction, then answered seriously.
"Of course I'm human."
Having received Fang Xian's affirmative answer, Wu Lingtian couldn't help but press further.
"But how could a human possess both the 'Six-Winged Fallen Angel' and 'Shadow Demon God'—two top-tier physiques?"
"Fang...husband, how many angels and demons have you killed?"
At this point, she inwardly cursed herself for being foolish.
Fang Xian came from Blue Star. There were no Angels or Demons on Blue Star, so how could there be any talk of killing?
Then how did Fang Xian acquire two top-tier physiques?
Fang Xian smiled slightly.
"Would you believe me if I said I collected their blood?"
The five beauties were taken aback at first, then rolled their eyes at Fang Xian.
How could one possibly collect the blood of two god-level races?
Especially so much—it was impossible.
Since Fang Xian didn't want to talk about it, they didn't press further.
Wu Lingtian seemed thoughtful, then hurriedly gave him a warning.
"Husband, in the Great Thousand World, you must never reveal your two physiques, or you'll bring about your death."
She paused, then added:
"No, all three physiques must not be revealed. The Strange Race is extremely mysterious; we must be careful."
Fang Xian nodded; he understood this.
Using a physique that requires tens of thousands of drops of blood to awaken on someone else's territory—if the Angels, the Strange Race, and the Demons found out, they would surely hunt him down.
He wasn't stupid, so he had never used these physiques in the Great Thousand Worlds.
Fang Xian looked at his 22 wives standing beside him and earnestly instructed them.
"Did you hear that? You can't use the Holy Angel physique either."
They nodded and answered in unison, "Yes, husband."
This answer caused the five beauties to erupt in disbelief, looking at Fang Xian's 22 wives.
"You—also have Angelic physiques?"
Yukino smiled gently and explained slowly.
"No, Tatsumaki and Fubuki joined later, and they don't have Angelic physiques yet."
"As for Sister Qinglong and Sister Suzaku, they don't care, hehe."
Upon hearing this, the five beauties looked at Qinglong and Suzaku with even greater shock.
"Why don't they care about the angelic physique? That's a top-tier physique!"
Fang Xian hugged Qinglong and Zhuque, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Because—"
"They are from a divine race, two of the 'Four Sacred Beasts'
—Qinglong and Zhuque."