Chapter 1441: Saving the Universe

In an instant, everyone was stunned by the Emperor’s domineering words.

Their trump cards were all revealed, only to disappoint their opponent? What arrogant words! What an arrogant prehistoric demon god!

Not to mention Tuxin and the Lord of the Immortal Realm before... now, that female Insectoid Matriarch—everyone knows she’s an ultimate fusion monster, terrifying beyond limit! They have merged with all the heroes and magnates awakened from ancient times to the present! They are super-aggregated bloodline lifeforms! They can instantly master the power of the singularity, which is eerily terrifying, and possess extreme life force. In their eyes, this individual alone could pose a massive threat to the Emperor!

Furthermore, Renjiu, the God of Time, who traveled from over 14.4 billion years ago to this era, can instantly learn the power of the singularity and has now regained control of the Immortal Realm beneath his feet. The Immortal Realm is Renjiu’s dao field. Although it was usurped, now that Zhizhu has returned the authority of the Immortal Realm, Renjiu can instantly reclaim immense power. Yet, he acts like this??? This Emperor... Everyone stared at this ancient prehistoric forbidden existence from the distant past, poised to reign supreme through all eternity.

“How dare he??” Renjiu looked stunned and said gravely, “I’m allied with the Insectoids again. If he’s not just bragging, then he’s incredibly strong!”

“Whether I’m strong or not, you can try for yourselves.” The Emperor turned and stepped back into the Genesis behind him. They had previously grasped the detailed situation of the singularity, so the singular vortex could no longer trap them. Tuxin and others could also freely enter and exit. But undeniably, the Genesis remained the best final battlefield, allowing their power not to spill out into the external world.

Medusa frowned, “Can you do it? The Genesis is in its thirty-seventh cycle now, about to collapse, and the ultimate existence is about to descend. Can you resolve this beforehand?”

“Don’t worry,” the Emperor said noncommittally, stepping inside. “This is the final battlefield.”

In the distance, the four, including Tuxin, looked up, observing the scene before them. On a sculpted, miniature continent, a colossal Statue of Liberty seemed to stand, holding a massive swirling disc in one hand, vast and majestic—that was the final battlefield. “The Ragnarok War.” The four stepped into it.

Tuxin’s expression was sharp. With his hands behind his back, he watched the man who would reign supreme through all eternity. Meanwhile, Renjiu, Zhizhu, and the daughter of the Insectoid Matriarch immediately adopted their strongest formation, merging directly. Their fusion was equivalent to the combined power of the three supreme cosmic rules, representing the ultimate culmination of the bloodline civilization era! Boom!! In an instant, their combined might was no longer inferior to the Emperor’s.

“Prehistoric beings, new era beings...” Tuxin stood alongside this ultimate bloodline entity, having just entered the Genesis vortex. The vortex suddenly expanded. The Emperor turned and simply threw a punch.

This single punch erupted with countless subatomic particles of cosmic fundamental matter, transforming into a singularity explosion. The sheer volume was like billions of shotguns firing simultaneously. Bang, bang, bang, bang!! The punch slammed hard into Tuxin’s chest, then transformed into a streak of light, quickly turning to strike the Insectoid Matriarch again.

The dominance of this punch seemed capable of tearing them to shreds in an instant. “This energy level!” The two reformed, scarcely believing their eyes. They stared blankly, feeling the terror of the punch; the energy within it felt as simple as a giant swinging a fist to crush four ants! Despite being only two meters tall, the size of an ordinary person, it utterly crushed them, giants on a light-year scale!

“Haven’t you realized yet? With my Nine Revolutions Profound Art, our energy levels have completely reversed.” The Emperor spoke coolly, walking step by step, a gentle smile on his face. “An Eleventh-Order being who masters the singularity completely disregards the energy level of biological size. The power of the singularity is infinite... An Eleventh-Order is an ultimate being that is omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent.” “The so-called omnipotence naturally implies infinite power.” “Although I am a half-Eleventh-Order, by using the singularity as a power core—a singularity that has already devoured countless substances in the universe—my energy level is currently approaching infinity.”

Infinite energy level!! Upon hearing this, the four individuals’ pupils dilated, and they silently cursed him as a monster. Tuxin’s expression also became completely grave. For the first time, he experienced the advantage of a super-terrifying energy level in reverse—the feeling of an ant being crushed by a giant.

“Don’t be nervous.” Tuxin took a deep breath, encouraging the others, and couldn’t help but exclaim: “His energy level only approaches infinity, but he is ultimately not a true Eleventh-Order. A true Eleventh-Order is omnipotent, a true being capable of evolving and mastering all cosmic rules: time, space, dimensions, light, heat... They are an aggregation of the great Dao’s truth, ‘Dao Fa Infinite.’ He merely harnesses the singularity’s energy, but cannot utilize its true power.”

If their opponent truly mastered all cosmic rules, that would be a “qualitative leap” in skill, a true Eleventh-Order, and then they would be utterly helpless. But their opponent is currently a "half-baked" practitioner, unable to directly master the singularity’s power; using it indirectly is a “quantitative change” in brute force. Although his energy level is far greater than theirs, and he can use the singularity to block and absorb attacks, he isn’t too much stronger than them in other aspects.

“Don’t be nervous?” The Emperor smiled. One punch. In the void, thunder exploded. Countless true sounds resonated, transforming into platinum light that pierced the cosmos. It was as if the firmament itself had inverted, and they were fiercely sent flying. They had no power to resist whatsoever. How does an ant resist a giant? With a bang, they were instantly sent flying backward.

The various era’s heroes within their bodies began to communicate, their expressions filled with horror at this sight. “What kind of monster?” “Is this the power of a near-Eleventh-Order?” “He only possesses some characteristics of an Eleventh-Order, with infinite energy, and he’s already irresistible!” “His energy level defies all common sense! A mere two-meter tall human body seems to contain the weight of a galactic cluster!” “Can we really defeat such a monster??” “When that punch comes down, it’s like he’s wielding a vast galaxy and smashing it like a wristband!” Countless ancient heroes within them were dumbfounded.

“In this battle, it’s no longer just a matter of everyone mastering the singularity.” Renjiu turned to look at the others, also feeling a chill down his spine. The changes in this future cosmic era were so vast that he didn't recognize it. “His most obvious issue is his energy level. He can simply use absolute brute force, just pure energy, to beat us to death!” “Is there any way to resist this monster?” Renjiu asked.

“Hmph, it’s not like there’s no way to win.” The Insectoid Matriarch, full of pride, scoffed and spoke in unison from within the combined body: “Give me time, enough time, and just as he can evolve this so-called miraculous martial art, I can also evolve a miraculous physique to resist and counter his strength, standing on the same level as him! By some means, we can indirectly master Eleventh-Order power, allowing us, who are spiritually Eleventh-Order, to wield some practical combat strength!”

“Time?” Zhizhu burst into laughter, his expression complex: “Renjiu, when it comes to time, it’s all up to you! I’m counting on you to save the world!”

“Me?” Renjiu also laughed heartily, though his voice was a little hoarse.

“The three of us will collectively control this body and save the world of old.” The Insectoid Matriarch said coldly, “The three ancient races shall battle for immortality once more.” The Immortal War? Renjiu fell silent. That generation’s Insectoid Matriarch had ultimately died, but her descendants, combined with Zhizhu, could indeed be considered a reunion of the three behemoths in a sense. “Renjiu, I can jump dimensions to dodge, but it’s still hard to avoid some guaranteed hits. We’ll need to rely primarily on your time acceleration to persevere. We can hold out until our life evolves!” Zhizhu said, “You are an immortal and indestructible existence on the timeline. Your ability to accelerate time is enough to overcome anything! Our world is to be saved by you!!” Saving the world... The three of us... Renjiu’s mind reeled. These were such strange yet familiar words.