That Glimmer of Light

Kronos's words startled Rose Kusu. She tilted her head, came to her senses, and couldn't help but chuckle, as if she understood something.

"So at that time, Lucifer thought he had surpassed the Zeno, and then he got arrogant. You all got carried away and became arrogant too, and even went crazy, right!"

Rose Kusu's words immediately frustrated Kronos, and before he could catch his breath, he spat out a mouthful of purple blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Rose Kusu lightly flicked her outstretched left hand, the five fingers moving nimbly. Looking at Kronos, who was so angry he was about to vomit blood, she tilted her head and said, "Too weak. Next, I'll use my left hand to let you experience that Heaven feeling."

"You..."

Kronos clenched his fists involuntarily, his anger ignited by Rose Kusu's words each time.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Once the time is up and the organization disintegrates, these two little girls will be completely under my control. Don't be angry."

Kronos tried to calm himself down. He couldn't beat Rose Kusu, and Rose Kusu was afraid to kill him because of the other lives he had devoured. But it hurt terribly, and each time it felt like he was losing half his life.

"Um!"

Rose Kusu looked at the repressed Kronos with suspicion, her teasing expression masking a scrutinizing gaze in her purple eyes. She continued, "Oh, so one hand isn't enough? Then I'll use both. But can you handle it? Won't you become even weaker if I use both hands?"

"I'll tolerate this for what?! Go to hell, Rose Kusu!"

The Infinite Mist began to writhe abnormally towards Rose Kusu, and Kronos roared as he angrily charged towards Rose Kusu.

Inside the space, Satan followed the dog and found two purple cocoons riddled with holes.

The puppy kept barking at the two cocoons. Satan, curious, walked over and immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Sigh, these two cocoons are different from the others. Why are there so many holes? Could it be... Waaah, something escaped from inside!"

Satan clutched his wrinkled face in terror, and quickly took several steps back.

"Running away, Satan? It's me!"

Son Wuling's annoyed voice came through. Although he had given up before, he still had one last chance, and he could only rely on Satan.

"Master!"

Satan was startled, his eyes narrowed into tiny beady ones, and he looked utterly incredulous.

"Master, how did you turn into a silkworm?"

Satan looked through the hole and saw Son Wuling trapped inside, and asked curiously.

"I... weren't you trapped in the same situation before?"

Son Wuling rubbed his forehead, feeling utterly exhausted. Satan was incredibly lucky; even with all life forms from all twelve universes combined, Satan was still able to be released. But Satan aside, what was with that little dog?

"Yes, that's how it is!"

Satan, recalling the previous situation and then connecting it to the two tattered cocoons, immediately understood what was happening and hurriedly asked seriously, "Master, what can I do to save you!"

"The Grand Minister and I are now gathering our strength again. We can no longer unleash that attack, but it will take ten minutes to condense an attack capable of destroying the Infinite Corridor. Satan, run! Hide quickly! The commotion was too great; Kronos's minions are probably already here to kill you."

Son Wuling's words startled Satan, who covered his head in shock.

"Chase! Chase after Master!"

Satan was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. Despite his long cultivation, he was the weakest among the Spirit Immortal School. As for his Dantian, forget about it; he didn't have the power of someone like Videl.

"Stretch out your palm, Satan!"

Son Wuling's voice snapped Satan out of his fear, and he instinctively opened his palm.

Buzz!

Suddenly, five thin silver streaks appeared in Satan's palm, and five glass balls the size of fingernails appeared in Satan's hand.

"Master, what is this?"

Satan curiously picked up a silver glass ball, gently shook it, and asked a question.

Son Wuling's voice sounded weak as he explained, "Each glass sphere here embodies my Ultra Instinct power, soul power, and a compressed mass of three million light-years in diameter. Each time you use it, just inject your own energy and throw it out. Keep these for self-defense. This is all the power I can create right now. Run! I'm sorry, Satan, I dragged you into this too. I'm really not a very good master. Please forgive me."

Satan was so frightened when he heard Son Wuling mention a spatial range of three million light-years in diameter that he almost dropped the glass ball in his hand. But then he heard Son Wuling's voice sound very weak, and his face turned pale. He quickly ran over and looked through a hole.

At this moment, Son Wuling was pale and lay limply on the spatial plane. All the power he had just accumulated had been fused into the five glass balls, and he had no strength left.

"Master, Master!"

Satan grasped these purple cocoons, and the velvety-looking objects seemed as unshakeable as steel.

So weak. He has no talent, no power. Right now, Satan really wishes he had the same power as Son Gohan and everyone else, so that he wouldn't have to worry his master so much.

"No, Master, you are the best master in the world. Please forgive me. I am too weak and useless. If you had saved Gohan, everyone would have been saved. It's my fault. You are the best master in the world. I am not worthy to be your disciple. Waaaaaah..."

Satan was crying dramatically and painfully, looking utterly comical. His tears flowed like a river, and he cried like a child.

In this strange and lonely world, it was like a ray of light illuminating him.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm useless. I will definitely find a way to rescue you!"

Satan gently wiped away his tears, clenched his fist, hugged the little dog, and moved at high speed, disappearing into the vastness of the world, beginning his endless escape.

At this moment, Son Wuling looked utterly listless and unable to move. He couldn't help but chuckle and say, "What? You're already a grandfather, yet you're crying like a child. I'm sorry, Grand Minister, I have no strength left. You only have one chance."

The Grand Minister's telepathic message came through, replying, "It's alright, Master Wuling. You should rest well. I believe your disciple will be safe and sound."

"Let's hope so!"

Son Wuling replied calmly that he was slowly recovering his strength.

"I wonder how things are outside. I hope Kusu and Rose are alright!"

Son Wuling couldn't help but worry. Just thinking about the Kronos they were facing outside made her uneasy and extremely anxious. She was currently trapped in this Time Corridor, bound by Kronos, and had no way to escape.