This was an utterly astonishing sight. The demon gods representing the myriad worlds of the newborn dimension, and the Immortals representing the pinnacle of life's evolution in the old dimension, were all driven by boundless desire to unleash unprecedented power of the mind.
Not mere power, but the power of the mind.
That was what made this battle so magnificent.
That faith burning to the utmost, that spirit pouring everything into the pursuit of the Great Dao, even shattered space-time, crossed dimensions, and cast its reflection from one dimension into another.
The Battle Blood that had lain dormant within those Immortals for hundreds of millions of years now shone against one another. Their brilliance in that instant even surpassed the dimensional light condensed by Blood Saint, an Eternal One.
After all, Blood Saint's dimensional light was merely the radiance of one person.
But this host of Immortals had undergone a transformation from quantity to quality!
To the universe and to dimensions, Immortality and Eternity did not truly differ in essence. This was reflected not only in the smallest fundamental substances composing their Dao Fruits, but even more so in the light of their minds.
The realm of Eternity was indeed incomparably powerful in its expression, capable of reversing time itself. Yet in essence, it was merely an intermediate state between the realms of Immortality and Yuanshi.
Only Yuanshi was another qualitative transformation.
And the resonance born from the unity of more than twenty Immortals on the level of the mind represented not merely themselves, but an era in miniature.
They were undoubtedly lives standing at the summit of evolution over the past trillion years, inherently embodying a certain destiny, a certain tide of fortune.
As they each unleashed their divine powers, they were naturally limited by the strength of their