With a roar.
The people below were incomparably excited.
The entire universe instantly trembled.
Countless laws seemed to move with the chant as vast numbers of saints across the Nine Universes began completing themselves, ushering in the final moment.
"I never expected the universe to finally be completed—and at this moment." Emperor Lord stood with his hands behind his back, his expression falling silent.
The final moment had arrived.
Xu Zhi had thought that after defeating these two, he would still have to wait several thousand years before the Eleventh-Order gate of the final era arrived. After all, the universe was completing itself far too quickly now.
The Myriad Realms flew everywhere, linking up the multiverse. Nearly one layer was completed every few thousand years—a golden age beyond imagination.
Who would have thought there would be no need to wait even those few thousand years?
"This Old Schemer actually had another trick up his sleeve. I had clearly already won, yet he still had such a terrifying plan to turn things around." Xu Zhi's expression turned strange. Zhi Zhu was simply terrifying, worthy of being the Eternal Life Realm Master.
This man was far too sinister!
Even Xu Zhi felt inferior to him.
The battle was over. He had clearly lost, yet he still wanted to steal the fruits of victory.
If he had not been one of Xu Zhi's own people, he would probably have succeeded already!
Zhi Zhu had made the era descend in an instant. Though Xu Zhi had beaten his teeth out and left him grievously wounded, near death, and covered in blood, if he took the chance to attain the Dao, Xu Zhi would not be able to kill him immediately. But what did Zhi Zhu's many methods matter now?
If Zhi Zhu attained the