When Bai E sat upon the throne, the boiling chaos of the Galaxy Center suddenly fell into a heart-stopping tranquility.
The ominous dark red and filthy purple lights flowed at the edges of the long, narrow, and eerie rift that spanned the void, like an ugly scar on the Milky Way that would never heal.
However, the endless torrent of Four Great Evil Gods' creatures that spewed forth earlier vanished without a trace in an instant.
The massive sinister pupil that continually pulsed with terrifying suction and corruption fields seemed to lose its life as well, frozen into a piece of deathly still, cold imagery.
The surging dark purple sea of mist stopped churning, the shattered spatial ripples solidified, everything froze in an instant, as if time had come to a halt here, or as if an invisible force had forcibly pressed all evil and chaos back to a certain critical point of balance.
"My lord!"
"Bai E!"
