The instant that sun intruded into this world, it swallowed Asmodeus, who had been binding Ao's body.
The earth dried up, the clouds evaporated, the demon army vanished into ashes, and the fallen angel legion burst into flames as one.
At such close range, even the three Seeds of the Void, rapidly fleeing the epicenter from the recoil, did not fare well. Beneath that furious, boiling ocean of arcane energy particles, green smoke rose from them as they let out agonized howls.
Everything in sight seemed submerged beneath endless light and heat.
Through eyes nearly scalded blind, he vaguely saw three silver tablets, originally too tiny to notice, rapidly enlarge as they spun.
Under the control of the three ancient gods, they met the void energy Li Wei had exhaled with all his strength, channeling those three streams of the most chaotic dark energy from the outer cosmos into that candle-in-the-wind, aged star.
As the illusory void energy poured in, the star's originally dazzling, blinding radiance dimmed at a visible pace.
Not only that sun—even the Weave, present everywhere throughout the world, began to crumble apart.
"Sylvie, go."
Li Wei forced his eyelids open and stared intently at the sun that had appeared from nowhere, as though gazing upon this world's sole dawn.
Sylvie, who had summoned that entire sun from the starry sky into this world with the aid of the three gods and the magic array, was likewise gazing at him.
At that moment, Sylvie could not help recalling their final meeting before parting ways in the Eternal Land, when Li Wei had handed one of the Tablets of Fate to her:
"Sylvie, once they leave Ao's divine body, this world's supreme authority will fall completely into my hands.
"Then, as long as you summon the Day of