Based on their previous understanding of the Sun God, the entity seemed to draw its power from his followers.
If they could just imprison him first and then kill all his followers in the Pan Mountain Gathering Place, they could sever his source of power.
At that point, killing this Outer Heaven Demon would be a simple matter.
To be safe, however, waiting for the entity's power to wane would surely take a very long time.
This also meant he couldn't get his revenge immediately.
The thought filled him with bitter resentment.
Suddenly.
Just then.
Mukedo seemed to sense something, and he held out his palm.
A crystalline snowflake landed in his palm. It melted almost instantly, leaving behind nothing but a damp spot and a faint chill.
He looked up. Crystalline, hexagonal snowflakes were falling from the heavens. As far as the eye could see, there was only snow.
'But how could it possibly be snowing at this altitude?'
A sense of foreboding washed over him.
