For Sunlord, maintaining his dignity was crucial, yet the golden-armored youth before him exuded a presence so terrifying that even he—a being of the upper plane universe—felt fear.
This was an overwhelming force, one that he instinctively knew might have the power to annihilate him completely.
From the moment this youth appeared, Sunlord's true body, even while sitting safely in the upper plane universe, had felt an inexplicable sense of dread.
This was an opponent he absolutely could not fight.
Self-destruction was the only option.
Without hesitation, Sunlord's avatar began disturbing the surrounding void, causing ripples to spread across space—the telltale sign of imminent self-destruction.
While crafting an avatar required considerable time and energy, it was nothing compared to the risk of facing this golden-armored terror head-on.
