Yuan Hong: The Sun Won't Die, and Neither Will You, Right? Now the Sun Has Been Extinguished

Hearing Vishnu say that, Styx's head filled with question marks. He even suspected he had misheard.

What the hell are you talking about?

What do you mean you can't take back a blessing you bestowed yourselves?

Is that something a Saint should say?

Or are you fake Saints?

Oh, right. They were never Saints to begin with, only gods whose level of power was on par with Saints.

But this was still absurd, all right?

Styx suspected Vishnu was lying to him, but the other man's earnest expression didn't seem fake.

In the end, Styx could only accept this bizarre and ridiculous setting. "Badass."

"No matter. If you say you can't take it back, then this Old Ancestor will simply break this blessing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Styx struck out fiercely. He summoned the Law of Slaughter, the Law of Blood, the Survival Dao Law, and the Law of Mimicry. Four long rivers of law manifested, and chains of divine law shot explosively from the rivers, assaulting the sun in the Myriad Phenomena Divine Realm.

Under countless gazes, innumerable chains of law directly locked down the blazing, crimson sun without leaving even the slightest gap. The heaven and earth of Myriad Phenomena plunged into dimness, losing light and heat. Only cold and deathly silence spread from the four edges of the Myriad Phenomena Divine Realm, pushing inward from every direction toward the center.

It was not merely blocked.

Under the joint suppression of the four great laws, even though the sun of this realm had ancient origins and contained limitless power, it was suppressed until it extinguished from within.

Surya: "..."

You could play it like this too?

Nooo!

Vishnu could no longer remain calm. "Fellow cultivator, are you trying to destroy my Myriad Phenomena Divine Realm?"

"Heh."