River Styx's problem was actually not difficult for Gungun to handle. Although Houtu was currently away from the Primordial World and Gungun could not borrow the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, with Hongjun sealed away and the Devil Race in decline, there were still plenty of ways to deal with him.
See? With just a little maneuvering, barring any surprises, Gungun would surely induce Ao Yue to decree a campaign against the Sea of Blood. Eastern Emperor Taiyi would then certainly order the Demon Race to assist.
True, as long as the Sea of Blood did not dry up, River Styx would not die. But facing Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Ao Yue, who had already severed all three corpses, even if he survived, he would certainly lose a layer of skin. And even if he could preserve his own life against their combined might, could the Asuras under him do the same?
Of course not. So in the end, even if only for the sake of the Asura Race, River Styx would choose to surrender. With no more Asuras beside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it would surely only be a matter of time before the souls of living beings could enter the passage safely.
At that thought, Gungun nodded in satisfaction and murmured, "I can easily solve a problem that has plagued all living beings for so many years. As expected, I am the beam of light that illuminates the Primordial World. Had Heaven not given birth to me, Gungun, the Primordial World would face an eternal night!"
Behind Gungun, Yang Chan approached with the tea. Hearing those words, she could not help twitching her pretty face.
Shameless! Yang Chan grumbled inwardly. Then she stepped forward, curtsied to Gungun, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the tea is ready."
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