The Blossoming Flower

Jiren stood in the air, bathed in blazing flames, like the reincarnation of a proud God of War. With every breath, the aura around him rumbled like thunder.

His obsidian eyes narrowed slightly as a dim glow flowed around his body. The air around him was heavy and oppressive, while his gaze flashed like lightning, striking fear into people's hearts.

Whoosh... Whoosh...

Toppo and Dyspo followed close behind, firmly keeping at Jiren's back. Their faces were dark and solemn, carrying a sharp edge. At this moment, they were practically Jiren's attendant guards.

Having decided to prioritize eliminating Universe 7, they naturally could not remain idle. They had already decided that no matter the outcome this time, Universe 7's Majin Buu had to leave the arena!

The ability to restore strength was simply too overpowered on the current battlefield!

Although Toppo and Dyspo would both become mere foils for Jiren, they did not regret it. As long as the final victory belonged to Universe 11, nothing else mattered.

"Move, Dyspo!"

Toppo barked coldly and moved first. An indescribable aura emanated from his body, like a volcano on the verge of eruption. Once triggered, it would immediately explode with blazing force!

Dyspo did not hesitate. The instant Toppo spoke, his speed had already accelerated to its utmost limit.

Afterimages? No, even afterimages could not describe how fast he was. It would be more accurate to say that he had transcended time itself! Aside from the faint dust stirred up where he had stood, there was not the slightest trace of Dyspo.

But at this moment, the most astonishing one was not them, but Jiren, hovering in the air! Simply floating there gave people a chilling sense that he could never be defeated—something neither Dyspo nor Toppo could display.

Boom~!

Suddenly, a bolt