Jiren hadn't fully recovered from being intimidated by Senga's imposing aura when Senga took the initiative to speak and accept his challenge.
His usually squinty eyes widened, and he stammered,
"Really? No, I mean, Lord Dragon God, are we going to fight right here? This is your residence; if we damage it..."
"You'll have to pay for it if you break it."
"Forehead..."
Jiren's expression froze, momentarily embarrassed. He scratched his bald head and said,
"I'm sorry, Lord Dragon God, I have no money, and even if I did, I probably couldn't use it in this universe..."
This was a rare sight for Jiren, who was usually aloof, and Mimi couldn't help but laugh.
Senga smiled slightly and said,
"Just kidding. If we were to fight, it certainly wouldn't be here."
As she spoke, Senga appeared beside Jiren in a flash.
Speed is no longer meaningful to Senga; he basically moves by teleporting.
Senga extended a finger and tapped Jiren's forehead.
Jiren felt a moment of disorientation, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in an unfamiliar space.
The surroundings were filled with seven-colored light, like a dream.
Senga's figure slowly appeared not far from him, and he said with a smile,
"This is the world I created; you can call it the Dragon God Realm. I haven't developed it properly yet; it's still a rough shell. You can unleash your creativity here."
Jiren swallowed hard. Creating a new world was something unbelievable to him; it wasn't something that could be done with just power.
However, this was a rare opportunity, as this was a dragon god comparable to the Omni-King, and Jiren was very grateful to Senga for giving him this chance.
He shook his head vigorously to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts. He wouldn't have any foolish idea of testing the waters first in front of Senga.
Jiren clenched his fists, let out a low shout, and a burst of scorching red flames emanated from his body. The terrifying temperature even caused the surrounding space to distort. At this moment, he was a miniature walking sun.
This is the strongest state he can currently use; he has released all the energy within his body.
Senga nodded and exclaimed in admiration.
"Impressive aura. Based on this alone, you have indeed surpassed most God of Destruction in power. At least Champa would have a hard time defeating you without using destructive power."
Champa isn't weak among the God of Destruction, after all, he's Beerus's brother. Apart from the Nezumi, the clown, and Beerus, there shouldn't be any God of Destruction stronger than him.
His potential is definitely not weak, but compared to Beerus, he is more of a homebody and lazier, a fat cat version of a deadbeat otaku.
Jiren felt a little smug after receiving Senga's praise. Although Vermouth had often praised his power, Vermouth was ultimately just an "ordinary" God of Destruction.
This is a dragon god who can suppress several universes with a wave of his hand; the difference in prestige is far too great.
Senga did indeed admire Jiren. Although Goku and the others in this universe experienced far fewer hardships due to his own actions, their strength improved much more slowly.
Since the three universes belong to Senga, Jiren and his group would be considered Senga's people. If we were to compare them to cards, Goku and his son, along with Jiren, would definitely be SSR level, while Vegeta would be slightly lower.
But for now, Jiren is undoubtedly the most powerful character in his universe.
Jiren was ready to go, he said in a deep voice.
"Lord Dragon God, I'm going!"
Senga nodded, and out of respect, he lowered his arms and began to speak.
"Come on, unleash your strongest power."
Jiren didn't waste any time. He stomped his foot heavily, and the powerful airflow directly dispersed the surrounding colorful mist. He swung his strong arm and punched Senga.
However, Senga simply extended a finger and easily blocked Jiren's powerful punch.
Jiren was shocked, but his combat skills were outstanding, and he did not let his emotions affect him. He quickly created distance and flashed into the air.
He condensed a crimson energy sphere, containing enough energy to instantly turn a planet into ashes.
But he threw dozens of these energy balls at once, raining them down on Senga like a shower of red raindrops.
With Senga created a golden barrier above him. The energy ball that Jiren threw landed on it like raindrops falling into the ocean, causing only a few ripples and no other disturbance.
After Senga easily blocked both of his attacks, Jiren gained a deeper understanding of Senga's strength.
He couldn't help but sigh that his perspective was too limited by being confined to the Universe 11. Today, he had truly witnessed just how terrifying the power of a supreme god in the universe could be.
Despite his thoughts, Jiren's hands never stopped moving. He was determined to give it his all today and see just how big the gap was between him and this Lord Dragon God. This gap would become his goal in the future.
He raised his hands high, and an energy ball gradually took shape, its size continuously expanding.
Jiren shouted and then forcefully threw the large energy ball that had already taken shape down towards Senga below.
"High Energy Slash!"
Senga slightly raised his head, calmly gazing at the energy ball that was falling from the sky. Then, in a flash, he disappeared directly into the energy ball.
To Jiren's astonishment, the energy sphere he had created by gathering all his energy deflated like a balloon as Senga entered, eventually turning into countless red light spots that flowed into Senga's body.
This pure energy was a great tonic for Senga, so he didn't waste it and accepted it all.
In return, Senga spread his hands, and a golden energy ball floated between his two palms.
Senga Jiren smiled and said softly,
"Marcarita suffered quite a bit from this move back then, now it's your turn to try it again, Mahābrahma!"
Senga has controlled the intensity of this Mahābrahma to be similar to that of the Marcarita attack, making it quite difficult for Jiren, who hasn't yet reached his full power level, to withstand it.
Jiren could sense the terror of Senga's Mahābrahma attack. Although both were energy balls, Senga's attack was worlds apart from his.
But he felt no fear whatsoever. He gritted his teeth, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and prepared to take the hit head-on.