I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

12 angels with 12 halos illuminated the fifth dimension at its darkest moment.

Mosha wished his eyes would pop out of their sockets and his skull nearly exploded. "There…there are twelve of them?" he asked in fright and fear. He instinctively staggered back a few steps. It was too unbelievable for him to accept.

Previously, he had been careless and was injured by Alina's halo, so he had first-hand experience of just how powerful the halo was. The reason he wanted to draw out the fifth dimension's Origins was to strengthen himself and take Alina's halo out.

At that moment, there were 12 of them…?! What kind of situation was this? Did they hit the jackpot or something?!

"Where did you get all these Origins?" said the shocked Mosha enviously. "Interesting. Are all these Origins from the third dimension? Or the fourth dimension?" He licked his lips. "The fifth dimension's Origins are mine…your Origins are mine, too!"

He was buzzing with excitement. The angels must be hiding a big secret. It would be a big gain for him if he could get both the fifth dimension's Origins and the secret the angels were hiding.

"So, the hair removal stick isn't the only Wisdom Ultimate Treasure you have!" said Warrior God with a gasp. His face became rigid. 'What's their backstory? Are all the beings from the other dimensions this rich?'

"You've boundlessly slaughtered all the beings in one dimension, so today, we'll purify you pests in the name of Angel's Light!" said Lord Angel gravely. Then, he charged at them with the rest of the group.

Wherever the Angel's Light passed, the devil aura and blood-red energy would dissipate, causing the sea of blood-clouds to retreat. Even the blood-river on the surface of the planet had returned its previous calm state after being turned into clear water again.

"Good! Very good! I'm so relieved to know that someone's willing to protect the seven dimensions instead of pillaging it," said the old man excitedly with tears in his eyes.

"We're saved! We're saved!" All the surviving beings sobbed happily as they were bathed under the Angel's Light.

"Master of the Blood Clan, you got any bright ideas on how to deal with them?" asked Mosha when he saw the 12 angels closing in on them.

"There's nothing to worry about. It's only an Origins Ultimate Treasure. It's not like I haven't dealt with it before," said the master of the Blood Clan with a smile. With a twist of his body, he became one with the sea of blood-clouds.

"Blood Devouring Heaven and Earth!" Bloodthirsty and cold thunder echoed through the sea of blood-clouds. The blood beings were summoned and they flew madly into the clouds like swallows returning to their nests at the end of the day.

One blood being was akin to one drop of water. However, when billions of them were combined, they became an ocean. Thus, the sea of blood-clouds became even stronger and thicker.

Suddenly, 12 bloody gargantuan hands shot out from the sea of blood-clouds, each of them trying to grab hold of an angel. The thick scent of blood made them all want to retch while the tyrannical and cruel power contained within seemed hellbent on destroying everything in the world. Each of the blood-hands was monstrously huge as if they belonged to a giant. The angels looked like they were nothing but playthings in those hands.

"Shine Bright, Angel's Light!" The 12 angels stood where they were and raised their hands. Immediately, a searing white light appeared and circled their bodies while their halos started to spin slowly at the same time.

To everyone outside, each of the 12 angels was trapped in the gargantuan blood-hands as the thick blood-red fog was blocking their views. The only thing they could see was how the blood-red monster was surging and roaring like a wild beast as if wanting to rip everything in its path to pieces.

Mosha looked at those blood-hands in anticipation while shouting excitedly, "Crush them, master of the Blood Clan!"

However, just as he said that, white light pierced through one of the hands. It was like a ray of sunlight piercing through the dark clouds. Mosha's savage face went rigid. One after the another, countless white lights pierced through the blood-hands as if they were breaking out of prison. Then, the 12 blood-hands all fell apart at the same time with a thunderous crash. It became a pool of blood before finally dissipating.

The 12 angels looked like 12 white eggs under the enshrouding of the white light. They were brilliantly dazzling.

"Is that all you've got? I haven't even used my full power so give me all that you've got!" said Lord Angel with a cold smile.

Alina smiled, pointed at the halo on her head, and said, "All wickedness will be annihilated wherever this halo shines."

Within the sea of blood-clouds, the master of the Blood Clan regrouped himself into a terrifying ghost face. He looked at the 12 angels. "I can't do anything to you but you can't do anything to me either. However, sooner or later, you'll all perish in the blood-refining formation I've set up specially just for you!"

Sinister laughter erupted from his mouth and with a flash of his body, he became one with the sea of blood-clouds again. Not only did the sea of blood-clouds cover the entire God's Domain, but it had spread to every corner of the fifth dimension. Those blood-clouds represented the life of the master of the Blood Clan and it was very difficult to eliminate.

Both Mosha and Warrior God were dumbfounded by the master of the Blood Clan.

"Are you running away? What about us?" asked Warrior God angrily.

"You traitor! You have no scruples at all!" shouted Mosha furiously. Suddenly he felt the gaze of Lord Angel on him and instinctively flapped his wings in preparation to escape. However, to his dismay, he discovered that not only were his wings bald but they were scorched, too, which drastically reduced his speed and balance.

"Where do you think you're going?" shouted Lord Angel. He raised his hand and a ray of Angel's Light in the shape of a blade shot at Mosha. "Sky Splitting Strike!"

Mosha's eyes opened wide in horror as he raised his Devil Sword to block the attack. However, the Angel's Light was buffed by the halo and contained the aura of Origins, so there was no way Mosha would be able to block it. The Angel's Light blade slashed through his arms, completely severing them. Along with the Devil Sword, they were flung into the sky.

"Ahh—! Curse you, Tianhua!" screamed Mosha. He was holding on to his wound and maniacally inducing his Origins of Life to regenerate his arms. However, any wound caused by the Origins would be very hard to heal.

"Mosha, let's end the grudge between us today," said Lord Angel coldly.

"Tianhua, please, spare me this time. We come from the same clan after all," said Mosha fearfully.

Lord Angel laughed and said, "Keep dreaming! How many angels have died because of you? You're the shame of all angels and even if you did a thousand times, you still won't be able to atone for your sins. Surrender yourself and I might grant you a quick, painless death!"

Mosha gritted his teeth. He knew whatever he said would be useless now.

The other 11 angels were fighting against Warrior God and the sea of blood-clouds. Although they were all only first-step Wisdom Elites, their defense and offense were greatly strengthened by their halos. All things melted under the Angel's Light for it was made with a power that could override everything.

Even though Warrior God possessed deep cultivation, he was finding it more and more difficult to hold on and his body was already riddled with injuries. He expanded his golden light and a terrifying battle spirit shot out to the sky like a rainbow.

The great Warrior God was rendered miserable as he started to beg his teacher for help. "Master, I know I'm wrong. I'm willing to turn over a new leaf. Please, give me a chance to make things right."

The old man looked at him with eyes filled with deep sorrow. Then, with a sigh, he closed his eyes. Nobody noticed that Mosha's severed arm and the blood flowing out from Warrior God's wounds were all quietly merging with the sea of blood-clouds. The boundless blood-clouds were slowly purified by the Angel's Light. However, it was as if they were using a water purifier on an ocean, insignificant to say the least.

Soon, both Mosha and Warrior God were riddled with holes and their auras were weakening rapidly by the seconds.

"Tianhua, are you really going to do this to me?" shouted Mosha in despair.

"Need you ask?" With a flap of his wings, Lord Angel caught up with Mosha and was about to take him out when something unexpected happened.

A blood-red tentacle suddenly appeared, encircling Mosha and dragging him toward the sea of blood-clouds at lightning speed. In a blink of an eye, the blood-clouds had swallowed Mosha!

Mosha was soaked in the sea of blood. The blood seemed to have life, nibbling on his body and looking extremely terrifying.

"Tianhua, I'll make sure you'll suffer, too, even in my death!" Mosha smiled hideously at Lord Angel. Then, he seemed to give up resisting, allowing the blood to enter his body. His body twitched violently as it turned blood-red in a blink of an eye!

At the same time, Warrior God was also swallowed by the sea of blood-clouds. He roared with fright, again and again, trying to break free but was held down by a blood-hand, pushing him bit by bit into the blood-clouds.

"No, no—! How could you do this to me, master of the Blood Clan?" roared Warrior God before he finally became one with the blood-clouds.

"Hahaha, I've already told you, you're all in my blood-refining formation. It's your own fault for not getting out of it in the first place." In the sea of blood-clouds, the master of the Blood Clan resurfaced and laughed.

His body squirmed while he pulled the bodies of Mosha and Warrior God to himself before slowly merging them with himself. They were like clay soaked in water, merging and reshaping all the time.

Suddenly, another huge wave of blood rose, transforming into a giant hand covering the sky. The old man and many innocent beings! The master of the Blood Clan actually wanted to swallow the others when they were not paying attention!

"Get lost!" Lord Angel's face darkened, and the Angel's Light flowed out of his body like a tide, blocking the sea of blood-clouds at the last minute.

"Pity. Oh well, this is enough for now. Sooner or later, you'll all be mine." The master of the Blood Clan did not force it. He glanced at the old man grudgingly and decided the best thing to do now was to stop what he was doing.

Even on the verge of death, the old man was at the peak of the second-step Wisdom Elite. It would bring the master of the Blood Clan huge benefits if he successfully swallowed the old man. However, he had already swallowed two second-step Wisdom Elites, making him feel more than confident in dealing with the angels.

The sound of bones cracking echoed through the air. Finally, the master of the Blood Clan had completed his transformation. The sea of blood flowed into him as a blood-red armor enveloped his body. A pair of huge wings, reaching a height of 10 feet, stretched out from his back. This time, his body was not made completely out of blood but flesh as well. Even the wings on his back bore blood-red feathers!

He was emitting wave after wave of terrifying energy, and endless Wisdom manifested around him, turning into giant dragons. This aura had already surpassed Mosha's by many times over, and he could even suppress Wisdom at will. He had gone beyond second-step Wisdom Elite and arrived at a whole new realm.

"Just as I expected, gathering the power of the fifth dimension into my own body has pushed me to a new height. The Eldritchs must've known about this, too. The Origins of the Dimension would only be drawn out once all the energy of the first dimension has been gathered!" said the master of the Blood Clan in a deep echoey voice.

His face was lustful and he said quietly, "However, even though I'm a third-step Wisdom Elite, I'm still a long way from Lord Eldritch." He looked down at the angels and the opening of the fifth dimension's Origins. "But I'll be able to suppress this dimension and become the strongest being here once I've taken your Origins and everything else from you!"

He extended his hands toward Lord Angel, wanting to grab him. His hand had an unspeakable power with a terrifying sense of oppression. Even Heaven and earth were retreating as if only the palm was left in this entire dimension.

Alina and the 10 other angels came to Lord Angel's side. Their faces were solemn when they merged their Angel's Light and launched it at the master of the Blood Clan. The two opposite forces collided in the sky. Pure-white and blood-red, good and evil.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to be frozen, as if it had fallen beyond the grasps of time. One second was equal to 10,000 years, and 10,000 years was just a moment.

Above the heads of the 12 angels, the halos were spinning faster and faster, and the light grew brighter. Although these halos contained the power of the Origins, a huge gap still existed between their power and that of the master of the Blood Clan. Moreover, the master of the Blood Clan had already integrated the power of the entire fifth dimension, which was enough to resist the power of Origins. He gradually began to gain the upper hand.

"Hahaha, drop dead!" The voice of the master of the Blood Clan rang across the sky, and the gargantuan hand was coming down on the angels' heads like a mountain crashing down on them. Their halos began to tremble as they flashed and dimmed.

The corner of Lord Angel's lips overflowed with blood as he smiled bitterly. "This guy's incredibly ferocious. The situation…is a little rough right now."