Chapter 1456: Crushing the Invincible

Zizhuo's gaze suddenly sharpened, his eyes filled with burning fighting spirit. "It seems we must win," he declared, "we have no choice but to win."

No one knew if what Zizhuo had said from beginning to end was true or false.

He had previously displayed such a brave and fierce fighting expression, only for the others to realize later that it was a disguise.

"We will continue to cultivate. Seventy million years is enough."

Zizhuo's voice became calm again. Nothing could sway the judgment of this cosmic overlord, who continued to firmly execute his plan. He stated, "We are the strongest. The mixed Demon God is composed of countless Tenth-Order Saints... You all are the greatest geniuses in the history of the universe."

"Even if only two or three among us can reach the Eleventh-Order Great Perfection and possess pseudo-Twelfth-Order qualifications, we will be enough to crush them."

Within the same realm, the Demon God remains invincible.

Possessing multiple pseudo-Twelfth Order beings, who are already at the limit of individual realms, the current strategy is to use their sheer numbers to achieve victory.

Among the heroes present, it was unknown how many could achieve a breakthrough.

Even if they cannot break through to the pseudo-Twelfth Order Great Perfection, a group of Eleventh-Order beings who merely touch that level would still be enough to achieve extraordinary power.

One must know that the Demon God itself was formed from a collection of low-level cells, creating a monster.

"Seventy million years is already the lifespan of most multidimensional Saints," the Zerg Queen nodded. "Each additional universe adds ten million years to their lifespan; even the top Nine-Essence Multidimensional Saints live for just over a hundred million years. This final battle will simply be a head-on confrontation. Once those two are exhausted from their struggle, we will launch our attack."

Everyone dedicated themselves to research, their eyes bloodshot. They knew clearly that this was the ultimate moment in cosmic history, one they had awaited for billions of years.

As Tenth-Order Saints, they could potentially open the ten Great Dao seats of the Eleventh Order, and had a chance to become one of them!

They grew wildly stronger, constantly cultivating.

Ten million years passed.

"We are now thoroughly approaching Tuxin."

The Zerg Queen's eyes were sharp, and she said proudly, "Three individuals among our Zerg have already entered the pseudo-Twelfth Order Great Perfection. Zizhuo, you must have entered it as well, haven't you?"

This number was astonishing.

However, the Zerg Queen had always stolen the most talented individuals throughout the ages, turning them into Zerg and gathering the strongest elites of the cosmic era. Thus, this number was only natural.

One hundred and forty-seven billion years of cosmic history was enough time for countless miraculous geniuses to emerge.

"Currently, our four combat powers are all lower than theirs, but combined, we should already be stronger than either of them individually," the Zerg Queen said, looking at the distant battlefield, her expression subtly stiffening.

"What?!"

"Emperor has become so fast," they exclaimed, "he's even started to completely overwhelm Tuxin! His combat power is now even slightly stronger than ours?"

They were immediately shocked.

Emperor's combat power grew at an astonishing rate, even faster than theirs.

It was as if a Pandora's Box had been opened, unleashing his truly invincible potential and revealing a truly great prehistoric cosmic monster.

"Cultivate faster, let's work even harder," Zizhuo said in a deep voice. "His surge will inevitably enter a slower period, while we still have a much longer time."

Twenty million years passed, and their combat power had reached its limit.

Four pseudo-Twelfth Order Great Perfection Zerg.

All other cosmic heroes combined, only three had reached this realm.

"In total, we only have eight," Zizhuo said coldly. "Our combat power has doubled. Although we are still feigning death, those two are no longer our..."

Beside him, the Zerg Queen looked outside, and a voice of horror emanated: "Emperor is already overpowering Tuxin! He's making him continuously spit blood; his power is starting to become overwhelming!"

Everyone was immediately terrified.

Their Dao hearts were originally incredibly steady, but the continuous battles had repeatedly astonished them.

They knew Emperor was a prodigious talent, an ancient existence from prehistoric cosmic times, but they never imagined he was so extraordinarily prodigious.

Previously, his combat power was clearly still weak, yet now, through continuous learning, he had advanced by leaps and bounds. Even a new life form like Tuxin was no match for him?

"Is this even human?" a cosmic hero exclaimed in terror. "Only a few minutes have passed, and his combat power has increased to such an extent!"

Zizhuo's expression sharpened again. He whispered, "We still have time to continue improving... However, eight might be our limit. No matter how much more time passes, if they lack sufficient aptitude, they might never be able to pierce through that veil in their lifetime!"

How terrifying was that?

Over the past one hundred and forty billion years of the universe, among all the peak heroes born, only eight individuals had emerged possessing the aptitude to enter the pseudo-Twelfth Order.

They were truly rare.

"No wonder they say we prehistoric beings are all 'old humans'..."

Zizhuo shook his head. "One hundred and forty billion years, with an unknown population base, yet only eight people... It's like finding the tallest one among monkeys. If it were those new life forms, after such a long time, their average aptitude would have produced an unknown number of such individuals."

Eight individuals was already the limit.

No matter how much more time remained, it would likely be difficult to achieve further breakthroughs.

"Then, for the rest, we will help guide them to cultivate to the Eleventh Order," the Zerg Queen said. "Even if they can't fully achieve it, we'll ensure they get close to that level."

"Good!"

Sixty million years passed.

Those present who could raise their realms had basically reached their limits, exhausting all their potential within their current realms.

"Currently, although our combat power isn't vastly stronger, it's very refined," Zizhuo said. "We've completely formed a mature system and even developed our own special cultivation methods and insights. With the superposition of these smaller combat powers..." He looked into the distance, immediately dumbfounded. "Tuxin, is he about to be beaten to death??"

How could this Tuxin be so vulnerable?

What happened to the promised strongest genius among new life forms?

Their minds went completely blank.

At this moment, Emperor had actually perfected this pseudo-Twelfth Order realm to an incredible degree!

His understanding of this realm was unprecedented and unparalleled, even deeper than their group of aggregated Demon Gods, formed by countless beings who understood singularities, combined.

"What a terrifying monster this is," Zizhuo said with a solemn expression. "We can't wait any longer. The opponent's power reaching this level is beyond our expectations. Even with more time, we can't improve further... But Emperor might continue to surge exponentially; we must act."

They all knew that if Tuxin fell, they would have no chance at all.

If they allied with Tuxin, they might still be able to defeat the opponent.

However, they were not in a hurry to act. Instead, they waited for the right moment, hidden nearby.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Emperor and Tuxin continued to clash, with Tuxin almost constantly suppressed, his entire being eroded layer by layer.

"How is this possible?" Tuxin's eyes widened. "What kind of creature is this? This is simply not something a living being can do."

"If you imagine that I rely only on myself, perhaps you could also achieve this much," Emperor said, striding forward and looking down at Tuxin with a cold expression. "It's all over."

Now!

The next second, a heaven-shaking attack erupted in the distance.

Terrifying energy flames represented a powerful strike; if it landed, even Emperor would be instantly wounded.

Yet Emperor slightly dodged, as if he had anticipated it, turning to look at the Zerg Queen behind him. "Poor little bug, have you finally decided to come out?"

"You?" The Zerg Queen trembled, frowning, "Could it be that you already knew we were lurking, that you knew we were cultivating in secret?"

The opponent had actually allowed them to cultivate?

This madman!

They were all stunned.

As expected, Emperor's character was cold and arrogant from beginning to end.

He allowed his opponents to grow, wanting to defeat them when they were at the peak of their combat power.

He had always treated Tuxin this way, and it was the same for them; his approach hadn't changed even now. One could say such an enemy possessed unimaginable tolerance and extreme arrogance.

"You actually allowed us to cultivate to this extent?" the Zerg Queen said furiously, floating in mid-air. "Prehistoric being, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"