On the arena, Talot raised his eyes and met Jiren's gaze in the Eleventh Universe's Observation Area.
The two looked at each other. Talot nodded in acknowledgment, while Jiren finally found peace.
Although he had lost, he felt incomparably relaxed at that moment. His state of mind had broken through once more, bringing another increase in his strength.
Unfortunately, losing the match meant destruction.
All he could think was that if he could continue living, he would be able to battle Talot again in the future.
He also understood the look in Talot's eyes—it was anticipation for the future.
Shifting his attention, Talot looked toward the others on the arena.
Son Goku and Kefla.
Son Gohan.
As well as Hit and Dyspo.
Without making a move, Talot closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the air above the shattered arena, carefully sensing the power of Super Saiyan 5.
There would be no need for him to take action next. He needed to stabilize his realm and perhaps use this breakthrough to improve himself even further.
Jiren's elimination had more or less shaken everyone mentally.
Especially Dyspo. At this point, he was the only one left in the Eleventh Universe. Even Jiren, the person he had relied on most, had been defeated, and his mentality had nearly collapsed.
Fortunately, Belmod encouraged him through Telepathic Communication. Otherwise, Hit might have exploited the opening by now.
On another section of the arena.
Son Goku, who had once again reached Super Saiyan Blue Evolved Zenith in battle, unleashed strength beyond his limits.
Kefla, the fused warrior fighting him, was also using his power to refine her own.
Their battle had entered its final stage.
"Uncle Son Goku, your power seems to be getting weaker and weaker!" Kefla said during the battle after noticing