Jiren's Pride

At this moment, Son Gohan did not even need to look to know that the figure before him, whose aura seemed to fill heaven and earth, was undoubtedly the target of his journey—Jiren.

Meanwhile, the octopus monster on the battlefield was utterly enraged by that blow. Its originally grayish-white body suddenly turned crimson red, as though a volcano had erupted within it.

The next instant, the octopus monster's body began to shrink rapidly. Its height of several hundred meters was reduced by more than tenfold in the blink of an eye.

Yet even so, the octopus monster was still a colossal beast compared to Jiren's frame. The difference between them remained like that between an elephant and a mantis.

Jiren did not choose to strike at that moment. Instead, he quietly waited for the octopus monster to complete its transformation. Even Son Gohan, watching from afar, could faintly sense the overwhelming confidence radiating from him.

Boom!

One of the octopus monster's tentacles suddenly slammed into the ground, smashing an entire building to pieces and sending countless massive chunks of debris flying in every direction.

When the dust settled, even the sturdy ground had been crushed into a deep crater by that strike.

But to a powerhouse of Jiren's level, such a sight was not even comparable to a breeze brushing his face.

Jiren slowly raised a hand toward the octopus monster. The monster, which had been arrogantly preparing to attack, immediately froze in place.

The next moment, the octopus monster's enormous body slowly began to float into the air, not daring to move in the slightest.

Son Gohan saw the terror in the octopus monster's eyes and knew that this battle was essentially over.

The next instant, Jiren suddenly clenched his raised hand. The octopus monster hanging in the air