Everyone felt their confidence surge.
The Wei Race, which wielded the power of dimensional space, specialized precisely in the path of spatial labyrinths.
"Hurry up. I can't hold on much longer."
Ren Jiu's weak voice rang out, growing fainter and fainter. Within that amalgamated body, he fiercely grabbed Zhi Zhu's hand. "Once this hundred million years of spacetime passes, I'll be completely exhausted and on the verge of death. You'll definitely be able to cross this labyrinth in that time. You can create a miracle!"
Ren Jiu said, "You've always been someone who can create the unbelievable. Back then, you were clearly the weakest among the three of us, yet now you defeated us and became the victor."
"Leave it to me?" Zhi Zhu asked calmly, his face devoid of joy or sorrow.
"Yes. Go create a miracle."
Ren Jiu took a deep breath, growing even weaker, as though he might collapse at any moment. "The powerful beings of our universe will surely defeat the overlords from the prehistoric universe. You once said that so-called miracles are made up of countless tiny impossibilities!"
"I've already completed my own tiny impossible step."
Everyone knew what horrifying extreme they would have had to face without Ren Jiu's outrageous methods.
If such an absurd prehistoric cosmic existence had not been frozen in time, he could have killed them all within a hundred moves!
Now, only by freezing time and allowing them to traverse a hundred million years could they shatter his skin and enter his fatal weak point! Ren Jiu was right. There was not much time left.
They had to defeat the opponent during this period. It was either kill or be killed. In a battle between existences like them, every strike had to be lethal, and they had to give everything