Once an incarnation infused with vast power was destroyed, it meant a loss of power to the true body as well.
If they were in the Primordial Chaos, this power could be restored easily.
That was because the Primordial Chaos was permeated by their Great Dao. Energy would be reclaimed along the Great Dao, so it would not matter how many incarnations were killed.
But this bizarre black hole had none of their Great Dao radiation. Once an incarnation died, it meant a direct expenditure of the true body's power. They would need to leave this place and return to the Primordial Chaos to replenish it, which would take quite a long time.
Thinking of this, the two of them erupted with the power of the Great Dao without hesitation, shoving the mysterious treasure vase in their hands toward the sky above the maze.
Bizarre radiance filled that place, luring others to redirect their power and fight over these things.
The treasure would rush into that bizarre radiance, and no one knew what the result would be. Perhaps it would vanish completely the very next instant.
Then, for the sake of this treasure, they would have to redirect their power, thereby easing the pressure on the two of them.
Just as they had expected, the fragile alliance collapsed in an instant.
Every Great Dao swept toward the treasure vase flying overhead.
The two withdrew their power almost at once. While everyone else fought over the object, their forms turned ethereal, all their power retreating through the connection between their souls.
The next moment, they vanished, as if they had never appeared at all.
The power of their true bodies rapidly recovered. They hid cautiously in the darkness, silently watching the Maze Pyramid.
For the time being, they withdrew from the