"We'll lie on the ground and cultivate in secret. Once Tu Xin defeats Emperor Lord—or if they both end up severely wounded—we'll strike. Victory will be certain."
Old Zhi Zhu spoke softly, brimming with confidence. "The hundred million years he spent included the time needed to deduce the realm. It won't actually take us that long to learn it now. We've gathered the universe's most astonishing peerless despots and geniuses, but it will still take at least several thousand years to break through to the next realm!"
Everyone nodded. As they discussed the new "War Plan," they deeply understood this.
The higher one climbed in the realms of the universe, the longer it took.
Even with the combined strength of all the universe's despots studying and deducing together, it would take at least several thousand years.
For an individual life-form, even one whose intelligence surpassed humanity's limits, having hundreds of millions of years would not necessarily give them even a one-percent chance of deducing and comprehending that ultimate realm of universal technique.
The further one went, the harder cultivation became.
"And clearly, we don't have several thousand years. But we have that fellow Ren Jiu. He has recovered somewhat now, and it's still possible for him to accelerate us to several thousand years in the future within a short time."
Zhi Zhu said, "Who besides us can do this? Even Emperor Lord cannot. We have mastered the universe's Three Supreme Rules. We are unique, understand? Only we can learn it on the spot! No one else can possibly do it!"
Everyone was immediately heartened, sensing the perfect precision of this scheme.
"So that's how it is!"
Several Zerg Mother Empresses became thoroughly terrified of this old monster.
Even in such circumstances, he could devise such a sinister, meticulous plan. He