Take My Place on the Throne Now

The power had come too strangely.

There was no roar of space tearing apart.

There was no warning at all.

It was like a drop of ink falling into clear water.

It spread silently.

The Energy Storm, once violent enough to tear apart the Star River, suddenly turned gentle.

Every restless photon stopped vibrating in that instant.

Bzzz!!

The Heavenly Judgment formation had been spinning furiously, ready to grind the entire Heavenly Realm to dust.

Now it was as though an invisible hand had seized its axle by force.

The enormous Light Wheel let out a groan under the strain.

Then.

It jammed completely.

Michael's features, twisted grotesquely from devouring energy, went rigid as wax.

He opened his mouth wide.

The roar rising in his throat was forced back down before he could let it out.

Beneath the Light Wheel.

Yang Yu and Lucifer had been preparing to feast.

Their poses were almost comical now.

The Sword of Judgment in Yang Yu's hand was still angled upward.

Lucifer's Demon Scythe had already cut halfway in.

But the two of them were like insects trapped in amber.

Neither could even blink.

Only their eyes could barely move.

Yang Yu's pupils contracted sharply.

He tried to summon his divine power and break through the restraint.

But the Chaos Divine Power that had always answered his every command was now like a frozen river.

It did not budge.

As for the eleven High Gods still wailing in despair.

Their voices cut off at once.

It was as if someone had severed all their vocal cords at the same instant.

The entire Supreme Sacred Domain.

Even the entire Heavenly Realm.

Fell into an eerie, deathly silence.

The wind stopped.

The light froze.

Even the faint sensation of time passing vanished completely.

Then.

A strange