Whis, who was watching Baros through a void projection, also revealed an expectant look in his eyes.
Beerus possessed exceptional talent. If he had not been so lazy all these years, his strength back then could not possibly have been so meager.
Now, because of Baros, he was striving to catch up and had even entered the Spacetime Turbulence to train despite the danger.
Although, at present, the power contained within Baros's body—power that even Whis found incomparably terrifying and deeply threatening—was certainly stronger than that of his disciple, Beerus.
Still, Whis believed that if Beerus's secluded cultivation truly met his expectations this time.
Then within ten thousand years, Beerus would definitely be able to grasp a trace of Law Profundity. Using that as a foundation, he would be the first to step into the Divine Realm and become a powerful God who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Angels while remaining free and unfettered.
North Galaxy, starry sky.
After a long while, Baros slowly withdrew his thoughts. Looking at the North Galaxy before him, now empty and lifeless because of his bloodline awakening, the corner of his mouth could not help twitching slightly.
The spatial cracks that filled the starry sky.
The terrifying fluctuations stretching across the North Galaxy, imbued with Baros's aura.
As well as the trillions of stars that had vanished, along with the entire North Galaxy and all its life.
"Gain and loss... I wonder whether Porunga, Namek's Shenron, can restore the North Galaxy!" Baros wore a bitter smile. Although Namek's Shenron was many times stronger than Earth's Shenron, he truly had doubts as to whether it could restore the North Galaxy.
And if it could not...
Baros shook his head with a helpless smile, punched open a spatial rift, and stepped inside.
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