As he spoke, a large panda figurine wearing a bamboo hat appeared in Bai Xuan’s hand. In this world, the movie Kung Fu Panda had never existed.
He hadn’t initially planned on uploading it to the internet either. If not for the appearance of this mutated panda, he probably wouldn’t have thought of it for a long time.
A soft, gentle glow emanated from Bai Xuan’s hand, enveloping the figurine. Then, the Kung Fu Panda collectible dissolved into dust and vanished into thin air, replaced by a pure, transparent orb. Inside it floated a silhouette—identical to Po himself.
A flash of jet-black light streaked by, and the orb in Bai Xuan’s hand disappeared.
At the same time, in the treatment center, a dark, profound void slowly materialized. From it dropped a clear, translucent pearl, which landed squarely on the head of Po, who was sound asleep and snoring heavily. A faint golden radiance rippled across the giant panda’s body. His injuries mended in an instant—and even his snores grew noticeably louder.
In the chat group:
Holy Left Wing: “The war is about to begin.”
Holy Left Wing: “Although I’ve led plenty of battles before, this time it’s different—I’m representing as the heir to the throne, and my opponent is the king of the Tianzha. It feels… rather unusual.”
Angel Yan’s emotions were a bit complicated right now. As the Holy Left Wing, she had fought for Queen Kesha and the Order of Justice for over seven thousand years, including numerous battles where she served as the leader commanding angel warriors.
But this time, it was her first campaign as heir—a feat that would pave the way for her future as the King of Angels.
It felt… somehow different.
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: “So it’s already that time, huh?”
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: “Time flies so fast!”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “Fast? Not really—it hasn’t even been two months.”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “If anything, the one who’s moving fast is Angel Yan’s strength. Queen Kesha entrusting her with command means she believes Angel Yan is now powerful enough to accomplish this mission.”
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: “Really? Knowing Queen Kesha’s personality, I feel like she’d tease Angel Yan if she failed.”
Child of Nature: “In the past, yes—but that was when Angel Yan was a warrior. This time, she’s the heir.”
Child of Nature: “Besides, her opponent is the Tianzha.”
Child of Nature: “Angel Yan won’t accept defeat. And neither will those angel warriors.”
Holy Left Wing: “Exactly.”
Holy Left Wing: “In this war alone, I will absolutely not allow myself to fail!”
Himouto Umaru: “I get all that, but why is the first target Hua Ye? Shouldn’t it be Morgana or Death God Karl? Especially Karl—just kill him directly and it’s all over, right?”
Umaru was genuinely curious. In her eyes, Death God Karl was the root of everything—the Gluttony Civilization, Queen Kesha’s downfall, Hua Ye’s arrogance… all of it traced back to Karl. If Karl just died, wouldn’t everything be resolved?
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “…”
Uchiha Dancing King: “…”
Child of Nature: “…”
Holy Left Wing: “…”
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: “Why are you four typing ellipses? Isn’t that how it works?”
Su Yunqing was confused by Umaru’s reasoning—it actually sounded plausible at first.
But then he saw Tony, Uchiha Madara, Bai Xuan, and even Angel Yan herself all replying with ellipses, and he grew even more perplexed.
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “Are you being serious right now?”
Child of Nature: “Is it possible that—rather than not wanting to target Death God Karl—Angel Yan simply lacks the ability to kill him?”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “It’s easy to say, but Karl’s phantom body isn’t a form that technology can destroy.”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “It’s a bit like Uchiha Obito’s Kamui—immune to physical and even energy attacks. Even more broken than elementalization. And the key point? It’s a permanent state, not a temporary one.”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “So tell me—how do you kill that?”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “You can’t!”
Child of Nature: “There’s another thing—declaring war on Death God Karl means a complete rupture between the Angelic Civilization and the Styx River Civilization. Both are extremely powerful civilizations; a war between them would inevitably drag in countless planets across the universe.”
Child of Nature: “The angels, who uphold the Order of Justice, wouldn’t take such a step unless absolutely necessary.”
Child of Nature: “Death God Karl may not have shown any combat celestial bodies like Tiangren VII in the anime, but I highly doubt his Death Song Academy is just an academy.”
Child of Nature: “Same goes for Morgana. Though she’s thoroughly suppressed by the angels and has no hidden base to fall back on, she has Death God Karl’s support—making her very hard to kill.”
Child of Nature: “After all, it’s her first campaign. She can’t exactly come back empty-handed.”
Child of Nature: “With all that in mind, the battlefield is pretty clear.”
Himouto Umaru: “So basically—Hua Ye is weak, easy to kill, and can’t get away, right?”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “Pretty much.”
Holy Left Wing: “Although… well, yes, that is the logic.”
After Bai Xuan laid it all out, Angel Yan couldn’t even exaggerate if she wanted to.
Just as he said—Karl’s phantom body was too difficult to kill. And if a galaxy-level war broke out, innocent civilizations would be dragged into it. What’s more infuriating? The angels still couldn’t find any evidence that Karl had violated the Order of Justice.
No grounds to strike him down.
Morgana, with Karl’s help, was also hard to kill—and one slip-up and she might slip away.
Moreover, she was still Queen Kesha’s sister. Former Queen of Heaven of the angelic civilization. Even though she would inevitably die, Angel Yan felt that matter was better left for Queen Kesha herself to settle.
So in the end, wasn’t the choice obvious?
At this stage, Hua Ye hadn’t been chosen by Karl, hadn’t received the black hole engine, hadn’t ascended to a fourth-generation divine body, and still carried the outdated male angel genes. If not him—then who?
Invincible East: “Thirty thousand years ago, Holy Kesha defeated the male angels but didn’t wipe them all out—was that because of insufficient strength?”
Invincible East: “But later, the Angelic Civilization’s power surged exponentially. The sheer numbers of those Tianzha shouldn’t have mattered anymore, right?”
Invincible East: “So why didn’t they finish them off later?”
This was what Dongfang Bai couldn’t understand. In the angelic war thirty thousand years ago, though the female angels had won, that didn’t mean the male angels had lost all capacity to fight. If Hua Ye were killed, the remaining male angels might fight to the death with no way out.
That would inevitably cause even greater casualties. Even if they won and successfully annihilated the male angels, it would be detrimental to the civilization’s long-term development.
As King, Holy Kesha would never make that mistake.
But later, as angelic technology advanced, the sheer numbers of male angels became meaningless.
Yet Holy Kesha had lost all interest in wiping them out—almost as if she’d forgotten Hua Ye even existed.
Or perhaps… Holy Kesha was genuinely living by her own words?
