Secret Realm Unsealed, Supreme Crosses Realms

A cold, supreme divine sense pierced through layers of spatial barriers, crushing down upon the entire world without the slightest obstruction.

It was the will of a supreme existence from the highest reaches of the heavens, devoid of any emotion, carrying only absolute judgment and indifference. Compared to the Seven-Colored Judgment Divine Light that had descended previously, the sense of oppression brought by this divine will was a despair of an entirely different nature.

The remote liquidation of rules had still left some room for maneuver, but once a Supreme descended in their true form across realms, it would be a slaughter of true dimensional reduction.

The entire ruined Earth instantly fell into a deathly silence; the gale ceased, the drifting clouds froze, and even the origin currents surging beneath the earth solidified completely. Every living soul remaining on the planet felt a suffocating grip tighten deep within their spirits, as if a single thought from the intruder could erase their existence from the river of time forever.

"Finally, you couldn't hold back anymore."

The Golden Super Saiyan stood at the peak of the void, his golden hair plastered against his shoulders under the weight of the invisible supreme pressure. The weariness that had settled in the depths of his eyes faded away, leaving only a piercing intent to battle.

It had been hundreds of millions of years.

The Supremes of the Heavens had always hung high above the dimensions, viewing this universe as a farmed granary, never personally setting foot in this low-dimensional world they despised. Because they held the contract, harvesting required no effort; they could simply sit high above and enjoy the fruits of eons.

But today, the Realm Overlord had awakened from its slumber, the cage showed signs of spiraling out of control, and they could no longer maintain their calm observation.

Allowing a universe that had broken free from its destiny to grow and rise was an intolerable threat to the heavens.

"The Seven Supremes intend to enter the game themselves to end the eternal chess match once and for all." Kallen clenched his fists, his pure Saiyan blood boiling wildly within him. Purple battle aura surged into the sky, barely resisting the supreme pressure permeating the world. "In the ancient war, our ancestors exhausted the power of the entire cosmos and still couldn't stop the momentum of the heavens. Now, the Overlord's soul is fragmented and the universe's origin is depleted; our situation is even more perilous than in the ancient times."

In the ancient era, the universe was in its prime, filled with peerless geniuses and countless sages, and they still had the strength to fight.

But after hundreds of millions of years of erosion, the origin was withered, the foundation of the Dao was damaged, and the top-tier combat power had been severed for eons. Only the four of them remained to struggle, along with a severely wounded, slumbering projection of the Realm Overlord whose strength was less than a tenth of its peak.

The gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.

Frieza hovered in mid-air, layers of stark white Emperor Energy exploding around him, forcibly tearing through the supreme will that was squeezing in from all sides. This hegemon, who had traversed the galaxy and never known defeat, finally shed all traces of arrogance, his face filled with extreme gravity.

"The fact that they are crossing realms means the heavens have completely torn off their masks and no longer intend to maintain the so-called rules of the harvest contract." His scarlet pupils stared fixedly into the depths of the dimensional rift, his voice cold and biting. "They don't care if the origin of this universe remains intact, nor if the fodder is completely exhausted; they only seek to cut the weeds and pull up the roots, erasing every variable."

Once the Seven Supremes descended in their true forms, the so-called Eternal Sacrifice Contract would be rendered completely void.

There would be no more erosion, no more harvesting—only pure destruction.

Meanwhile, in the center of the firmament.

The hazy projection of the Realm Overlord trembled violently. The origin barrier it had been steadily holding up was now covered in dense, fine cracks under the pressure of the Supremes' will. With every tremor, the outline of the projection grew dimmer; it was clearly bearing an unimaginable load.

Its soul was already fragmented and its origin severely depleted; it had already reached its limit by forcibly resisting the Chaos King and the judgment of the heavenly rules. Now, having to withstand the crushing momentum of the Supremes crossing realms, its rate of depletion increased exponentially.

"They dare not wait any longer."

The Overlord's distant, vast voice echoed through the world, carrying the clarity of one who had seen through the calculations of eons.

"The contract is loosening, the Chaos Shackles are collapsing, and the order of the multiverse is in disarray. If they delay any longer, the Chaos Clan will break free completely and rampage across the heavens, damaging the very foundations of their supreme territories. Rather than sit and watch the catastrophe spread, they would rather descend personally while I have yet to fully recover and this universe's potential is exhausted, solving both problems at once."

The calculations of the Supremes of the Heavens were ruthless to the extreme.

With one move, they would both wipe out the cosmic rebels and nip the chaos catastrophe in the bud, resolving two major threats in a single stroke.

The massive black shadow of the Chaos King drifted slowly within the black mist. Its hollow eyes gazed toward the dimensional rift, showing not the slightest intention to stop the Supremes, but rather a hint of mocking detachment.

"Right on time."

A hoarse, low laugh resounded through the sky as the chaos origin gathered frantically around it, the power of its unsealing becoming increasingly terrifying.

"The Supremes of the Heavens are crossing realms personally; they will surely use their full strength to suppress this universe. The moment they are preoccupied is the perfect opportunity for me, Chaos, to completely break free from my shackles, accumulate power, and sweep across the multiverse."

It did not care about the arrival of the Supremes at all.

The more tragic the war between the heavens and the universe, and the heavier the losses on both sides, the smoother the path for the rise of the Chaos Clan would be.

The most insidious aspect of the eternal chess match was now fully exposed: the heavens, the chaos, and this universe were in a three-way stalemate, each checking the other. No matter which side moved first, the one who would ultimately reap the benefits would always be the one left standing.

Lin Chen stood at the center of the earth's formation eye, his ancient golden bloodline pulsing wildly, his meridians aching under the supreme pressure.

He paid no attention to the standoff in the sky; all his focus was submerged in the fragmented memories that had suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The moment the Supreme divine sense appeared, a gap had been torn in the sealed ancient secrets within his mind, and a forbidden past—buried jointly by the Overlord and all the ancient sages—slowly emerged.

During the final stage of the ancient decisive battle, the heavens pressed in, the chaos turned traitor, and the cosmic defense line collapsed completely.

Knowing that the situation was lost, the ancient powerhouses had not placed all their hopes on the sacrifice contract and the Overlord's dormancy.

They had long foreseen this day, hundreds of millions of years later; they had foreseen the loosening of the contract, the liquidation by the Supremes, and the unsolvable dead end of the chaos unsealing.

Thus, a group of top-tier sages exhausted all their remaining origin power to carve out an Ancient Secret Realm in the cracks of the cosmic dimensions, independent of the rules of the heavens and the system of chaos.

It was the universe's final trump card, the last spark of hope left behind by the ancients.

And the source of the recent disturbance in his heart and the chaos in the earth's origin was precisely this Ancient Secret Realm, which had been sealed for hundreds of millions of years and was now being passively unsealed by the pressure of the Supremes crossing realms!

"So that's it... the ancient sages had already paved every path for us."

Lin Chen's heart shook violently, a look of extreme realization and excitement flashing in his eyes.

The world only knew of the ancient defeat and the signing of the contract, and the slumber of the Overlord; no one knew that there was a secret realm carrying the ultimate hope of the universe, sealed in the deepest reaches of time.

Hidden within the secret realm were the remaining Dao rhymes of the ancient sages who had died in battle, the origin foundation that had broken free from the dual rules of the heavens and chaos, and even more—the unknown supreme treasure mentioned in those memory fragments, a black-and-white entity capable of shifting the entire multiverse!

"The location of the secret realm is in the interlayer of the cosmic dimensions, at the deepest point of the earth's origin, connected to the foundation of this Earth."

Lin Chen quickly organized the memory fragments in his mind, ancient golden light flowing from his fingertips as it spread along the veins of the earth beneath his feet.

Threads of ancient, pure origin—untainted by any sacrificial brand and carrying no aura of chaos—slowly rose along the earth's veins, surging into his spirit through his bloodline and meridians.

The shackles of the origin, suppressed by the eternal contract, began to loosen and fall away, inch by inch, under the cleansing of this pure ancient power.

He could clearly perceive that his combat power ceiling, bloodline potential, and divine soul structure were climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was not just him.

At the same moment, the Saiyan bloodline shackles around Kallen shattered by more than half, the transcendental fetters that had plagued the Saiyan race for hundreds of millions of years loosened in response, and his purple battle aura condensed into an unprecedentedly pure luster.

The Emperor Seal on Frieza's body completely disintegrated, the ultimate potential of his Innate Emperor Body fully revived, and his stark white energy shed its volatility, becoming heavy, domineering, and connected to the heavens and the earth.

Golden Super Saiyan's golden light surged, his cultivation, accumulated over eons, was completely unsealed, and for the first time, the dimensional barriers locked by the rules appeared to have cracks that he could touch.

The Main God's faint voice sounded at the right moment: "The Ancient Secret Realm seal relies on the cosmic Dao foundation and the balance rules of the heavens. In ordinary times, it is impossible to shake. Only in the desperate moment when the Supreme of the Heavens crosses the boundary and a dual catastrophe arrives will the seal be passively unlocked."

"This is the only opportunity left by the sages for the final Fate Defier, and the only way to break the situation."

Hundreds of millions of years of forbearance, hundreds of millions of years of planning.

From the moment of the defeat in ancient times, everything had been moving toward this day.

Submit to fate, and the secret realm would be sealed forever, with all living beings sacrificed peacefully and slowly perishing.

Defy fate, face the catastrophe, unlock the secret realm in a desperate situation, and seize the final capital for a comeback.

There is no absolute dead end, only an eternal vitality that has never been severed.

"The secret realm has been opened, but the seal has not been completely broken," the Main God said with a grave tone. "The momentum of the Supreme's border crossing is too fast; they will not give us time to calmly seize the opportunities of the secret realm. Once their true bodies land and the secret realm is not yet fully unsealed, we will still lose everything."

Before the words even faded!

Crack—!

The dimensional barrier in the sky suddenly split open, revealing a huge, pitch-black gap that spanned the entire firmament!

A spatial rift a hundred, a thousand times wider than before roared into existence. Rich, seven-colored divine radiance poured out from the gap, and the Supreme pressure that crushed all things completely enveloped the entire Earth.

The divine sense and rules that had previously only descended from afar now transformed into a real cross-border channel.

A blurred figure, draped in seven-colored divine robes with an infinitely majestic stature, stepped across the dimensional barrier and walked out slowly.

It was only a clone projection, not the Supreme's true body, yet it already possessed the terrifying power to crush everything in this world.

"The first Supreme clone has descended across the border!"

Kallen's expression changed drastically, his entire body's battle aura instantly tensed to the limit.

Frieza's pupils shrank violently, his Emperor power gathering in front of him with all his might, not daring to show the slightest slack.

Golden Super Saiyan soared into the air, his golden origin covering the long sky, ready for a death battle.

Seeing this, Chaos King retreated slowly in the shadows, taking the initiative to distance himself from the battlefield, watching the slaughter between the Supreme of the Heavens and the cosmic Fate Defier with cold eyes, intending to reap the benefits.

Above the firmament, that Supreme clone in seven-colored robes looked down at the earth, his gaze indifferent as he swept over the Main God's phantom and the four of Lin Chen, finally fixing on the depths of the slightly trembling earth.

He keenly captured the aura of the unsealing Ancient Secret Realm, and for the first time, a trace of cold murderous intent and wariness appeared in his indifferent divine eyes.

"Ancient remnants, a surviving trump card?"

The cold voice resounded through the universe, carrying an unquestionable dominance.

"Hiding for hundreds of millions of years, attempting to defy the heavens and make a comeback. Ridiculous. Today, This Seat shall level this world, shatter the remnants of the secret realm, slaughter all rebels, and completely end the lingering survival of this Eternal Cage!"

Boom!

As the words fell, the seven-colored divine radiance in the sky suddenly condensed into a giant divine palm covering ten thousand miles of the firmament. The palm print circulated the supreme rules of the heavens, carrying the momentum to crush everything and settle the eons, and pressed down fiercely toward the ground!

This palm was meant to shatter the origin, break the secret realm, kill the Fate Defier, and destroy the universe!

All things in heaven and earth were locked, with nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

Lin Chen looked up at the falling world-destroying divine palm, his mind tensed to the limit.

But just as everyone thought they were about to face the final blow, the speed of the secret realm's unsealing beneath the earth suddenly skyrocketed.

A strange beam of light, intertwined with black and white, shot up from the deepest part of the earth's core, forcibly piercing through the strata, tearing through the void, and crashing straight into the falling Supreme divine palm!

And the last incomplete fragment of ancient memory in Lin Chen's mind was completely restored.

He finally knew the true identity of the secret realm's treasure, and he finally saw clearly the ultimate backup plan that the ancient sages had buried beneath the desperate situation!

But the moment that complete truth emerged, Lin Chen's face turned deathly pale.