"Heh heh, hahahaha!"
Two streams of glaring blood trickled from the corners of Jiren's mouth. Covered in blood, he looked incomparably ferocious and utterly crazed at that moment. "Sun Wukong, you're not as invincible as you've made yourself out to be!"
Jiren had withstood Sun Wukong's previous assault!
Even at the cost of severe injuries, Jiren felt it had been well worth it.
Because through it, he had finally seen the gap between himself and Sun Wukong.
The gap was vast, but it was not impossible to make up.
"I absolutely refuse to return to that darkness of the past."
"And I absolutely refuse to experience that helplessness and despair ever again!"
"Sun Wukong!!"
Jiren spread his arms, and his aura suddenly explosively swelled by a massive margin. Flames filled with endless destruction and unwavering conviction swiftly spread across the entire arena of the Void Realm.
"Ha!! Ah! Ah!"
With his full power unleashed, Jiren went completely mad, his aura expanding at an extraordinary rate.
Before the match began, Jiren had given Sun Wukong and the others the impression that he possessed only around 500 points of Divine Power. It was only when he had gone all out in his earlier decisive battle with Sun Wukong that he had erupted with the strength of 600 points of Divine Power.
But now... Jiren was growing madly, his aura expanding by nearly 300 points of Divine Power. It had astonishingly reached 900 points of Divine Power.
He had completely reached the very pinnacle of God of Destruction Level.
And the gap between him and Sun Wukong had narrowed to merely 300 points of Divine Power.
Baros, the Grand Minister, the Angels, and even Gohan and Sun Wukong could all clearly sense Jiren's resolve and his thirst for strength and victory.
But it