Purple Star Six Calamities Formation, Main Formation!
The fourth Golden Crow, dragged between starlight and black light, reluctantly broke away from the Solar Origin and flew toward the starlight millstone in the sky. Like its three kin, it was like a small boat caught in a whirlpool, spinning helplessly, spinning... toward the center of the vortex.
They struggled and flapped violently, radiating pure, crystalline Solar Power, but it was all diluted and obscured by the starlight and black light.
Yet because of this, they were never swallowed by the vortex.
"Of the nine Golden Crows, four have been removed. As long as I strip away one more, I can directly seize your Solar Origin." The Star Lord raised eyes containing both starlight and black light and gazed at the calm Sun Lord.
Zhang Yuanqing remained composed. "I have less than an hour left to live."
"You don't appear flustered," said the Star Lord.
"From the moment we obtained the Origin of the Universe, you and I became incarnations of rules." Zhang Yuanqing's expression was majestic, his tone calm.
To describe it in terms of cultivation novels, they had already become one with heaven and man, gradually distancing themselves from joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure. One step further, and they would assimilate with the Heavenly Dao, becoming emotionless rules.
The Star Lord seemed to have merely used this to open the conversation. Neither refuting nor agreeing, he slowly said:
"Actually, what the Yin deities want to destroy is the Spirit Realm and the lawful demigods. The life on this planet is merely incidental, not essential. If you willingly separate the Solar Origin, I can guarantee the survival of several billion lives—and ensure that you do not die."
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly curled his lips. "Did you foresee something?"
The Star Lord fell