Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

Lin Xiao, dragging his weary body, flew back to the Eternal Alliance's miniature universe.

Zhuge Duo rushed over immediately, her threads of fate flowing around her as she examined Lin Xiao's injuries.

"You're badly injured," she said, her voice tinged with worry.

Lin Xiao shook his head: "He won't die."

He paused, then asked, "Where is the High Priest?"

Zhuge Duo smiled slightly: "We drove him away. Shi Yan reduced his lifespan by millions of years, and his hair has turned white."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes, then she smiled.

"Well done."

He turned around and looked into the depths of the Eternal Alliance.

There, billions of warriors are cheering.

They won.

Two ninth-tier beings, one injured and the other forced to retreat.

The Eternal Alliance has created another miracle.

But Lin Xiao knew that this was just the beginning.

Next time, the God of Mist might send more than just two ninth-tier beings.

On the other side, the High Priest and the Hidden Mist flew one after the other through the void.

Both of them were in very poor condition.

The high priest's hair had turned completely gray, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

The damage caused by Shi Yan's time attack was far more severe than he had anticipated.

Millions of years of life force were instantly drained, causing his physical functions to decline by a level.

The situation in the Fog Shadow area isn't much better.

There was a huge hole in his chest, from which gray blood kept gushing out. The aftershocks of the Five Elements power were still raging around the wound, preventing it from healing.

His aura has dropped from the ninth rank to the peak of the eighth rank, and he cannot recover in a short time.

"Damn it..." the high priest gritted his teeth, "Those seventh-tier brats actually managed to hurt me."

Wuyin remained silent for a moment, then spoke: "That survivor with the time talent must be eliminated. Otherwise, once he breaks through to the ninth rank, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The high priest nodded, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "And Lin Xiao!"

"His miniature universe is terrifying. Fighting in that kind of place would suppress our strength by at least 30%."

"If we can't figure out how to crack his miniature universe, we'll lose again next time if we fight it out one-on-one."

Wuyin did not respond.

He knew that cracking Lin Xiao's miniature universe was almost impossible.

That was Lin Xiao's own world, an independent universe he created.

In that kind of place, Lin Xiao is the rule itself.

There are only two ways to crack the microcosm.

Alternatively, use absolute force to forcibly burst it.

Alternatively, find the loopholes in the rules of the miniature universe and dismantle it from the inside.

But neither of these paths is easy to take.

The first path requires power beyond the ninth rank.

The second path requires a deeper understanding of the rules than Lin Xiao's.

Neither of these is something they can do.

"Let's go back and report," Wuyin said, his voice tinged with weariness. "His Majesty the God of Mist is still waiting for our news."

The high priest nodded, and the two quickened their pace, flying deeper into the misty world.

Meanwhile, in the other six areas of the Mist World.

Six ninth-tier beings are engaged in fierce battles with the resistance forces in their respective regions.

Although the resistance forces were not as strong as the Eternal Alliance, they were numerous and had an extremely tenacious fighting spirit.

They didn't know what had happened in the Eternal Alliance, nor why the God of Mist had transferred two ninth-tier beings away.

But they knew that they had to stop the enemy from doing what they wanted to do.

Therefore, when the six ninth-tier warriors were preparing to set off for the Eternal Alliance, the resistance forces launched an attack simultaneously.

It wasn't a tentative attack, but a desperate attack.

They risked their lives to hold back the six ninth-level warriors, preventing them from extricating themselves.

One day later.

When news of the High Priest and the Mist Shadow's defeat reached the Misty World, the six ninth-tier warriors simultaneously ceased their attack.

They knew the mission had failed.

There's no point in continuing the fight.

The six terrifying auras simultaneously receded and disappeared into the depths of the void.

The fighters of the resistance forces, watching the retreating enemy, erupted in a deafening cheer.

They didn't know what had happened, but they knew they had thwarted an operation in the Mist World.

At least, they won today.

The deepest part of the misty world, the core of the god of mist.

The high priest and Wuyin knelt in the void, heads bowed, not daring to look up at the huge gray sphere of light.

"The mission... failed?" The voice of the God of Mist came from the sphere of light, cold and angry.

The high priest's body trembled slightly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"The Eternal Alliance's strength has exceeded our expectations. They have a powerful defensive formation guarded by forty-five seventh-tier experts, which I cannot break through."

"Furthermore, they also have eight survivors with SSS-level talents."

"One of them had a time-related talent; he used time acceleration to cut off millions of years of my lifespan."

Wuyin continued, "Lin Xiao's miniature universe is also more powerful than last time. In that place, my power was suppressed by 30%, while his power was enhanced by 50%. I was no match for him."

silence.

A long silence.

The core of the God of Mist slowly began to operate, its gray light flickering intermittently, as if it were contemplating something.

After a long while, his voice rang out again.

"What about the other six areas? Why isn't anyone coming to help?"

The high priest said cautiously, "The resistance forces in those areas have launched attacks simultaneously. All six lords are tied down and unable to break free."

"Rebellious forces..." The God of Mist's voice carried a hint of killing intent, "a bunch of ants, daring to block my path."

He paused, then continued, "Fine, let them go this time."

"But next time, I won't give them another chance."

"Go back and recover from your injuries, and await my orders."

The High Priest and Mist Shadow simultaneously agreed, their figures disappearing into the void.

The gray orb of light slowly rotated, and the voice of the God of Mist echoed in the void, growing fainter and fainter.

"Nellie...you can't escape..."

"You are a part of me... Sooner or later... you will come back to me..."

"And that hateful cosmic will, why can't you just obediently merge with me? That way we'll both touch that power beyond the tenth rank, that is, transcendence!"

After he finished speaking, everything returned to calm.

In the Eternal Alliance's miniature universe, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged in the council hall, the miniature universe slowly circulating within him, repairing his injuries.

Zhuge Duo stood beside him, the threads of fate flowing around her, predicting the upcoming situation.

"We won this time," she said, a hint of relief in her voice, "but next time, we might not be so lucky."