"Now, the attacks from the Mind Prison can no longer harm me." Xiao Yu looked into the distance. At the edge of the rule domain, streams of Soul attacks began rapidly dissolving and annihilating as soon as they entered the rule domain.
Not a single attack could get close.
Even attacks at the extreme level of a Four-step Eternal Ancestor God could not penetrate very far.
"If the Mind Prison continues attacking like this, and I keep absorbing its energy, it will still take several million eras before it naturally collapses." Xiao Yu looked toward the depths of the Mind Prison, at a certain mysterious space that contained its Origin.
He quickly judged that, without replenishing its energy, the Mind Prison could last for ten million eras.
Several million eras. Because of the Mind Prison's extremely high time flow rate, although the flow rate would slowly decrease as its energy was consumed, that was still equivalent to around a hundred eras in the Infinite Primordial Space.
A hundred eras was not a long time, but Xiao Yu did not want to remain inside the Mind Prison throughout this critical period.
Although he could not see what was happening outside, he understood that the Innate Primordial Life Faction would not let this hard-won opportunity slip away. They were certainly engaged in a mad battle with the Cultivator Faction.
Moreover, he estimated that the scale of this war might be unprecedented. The Innate Primordial Life Faction might be going all out.
I hope Old Brother Yuan and the others can hold out. Xiao Yu thought to himself.
If the Innate Primordial Life Faction still launched wars as they had before, with dozens of Ancestors leading the charge, Yuan and the others would certainly be able to hold out. But once the number