After putting away the source divine blood, only the one hundred and forty forms of extreme state energy floating in the sky remained.
Controlling these forms of extreme state energy was rather cumbersome, so Luo Zheng had created one hundred and forty clones, each responsible for one form of extreme state energy. Whenever he needed to use one, he would activate the corresponding clone to control it.
But the Place of Origin was about to be breached. He had to prevent these forms of extreme state energy and his clones from being destroyed.
Luo Zheng thought for a moment, then gently raised his hand. A mysterious current of space power swirled around his fingertips. After the clone controlling the ultra-void extreme state opened his eyes, a region of space enveloped all the extreme state energy and clones.
"Shrink!"
Whoosh... The region of space kept shrinking, and the one hundred and forty forms of extreme state energy and clones shrank along with it, finally settling in Luo Zheng's palm.
Plucking stars with his bare hands would have looked much the same.
After putting away this region of space, Luo Zheng swept his gaze over everyone present.
Everyone's feelings were complicated.
From the outbreak of war in the Mother World to their successful mass escape, reaching this point had been anything but easy.
Now, the End was hardly worth mentioning. What they had to face was the Snake Spirit King, the Downgrader... Fuxi gave a carefree, unrestrained smile. "Even if we lose, it will have been worth it. So many civilizations before us never experienced anything like this!"
"We never imagined confronting an enemy this powerful. If we had known beforehand, we probably would have given up the very day we learned of it," the Eastern Emperor said expressionlessly.
"Not just you.