"In heaven and on earth, I alone am supreme."
The moment those seven words were uttered from Logo's mouth, the entire Spirit Saint Domain resonated.
The vast and profound sound, like the tolling of celestial bells and the beating of earthly drums, reverberated between every palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens, echoed in every inch of darkness of the Nether Realm Netherworld, and permeated into every grain of dust of the mortal realm. The sound was neither harsh nor Berserk, but carried an irresistible majesty and power, as if heaven and earth themselves were speaking, as if the Great Dao itself was proclaiming an eternal Truth.
Every cultivator who heard this sound, regardless of their cultivation level, trembled violently.
The first to sense the change were the celestial soldiers with the lowest cultivation levels. They felt a warm yet powerful force surging from the Void, washing over their bodies like an invisible tide, cleansing every inch from head to toe, from flesh to soul, from meridians to dantian. The hidden injuries, impurities, karma, and inner demons that had accumulated within them Dissolution away rapidly, like snow being baked by the scorching sun. Their aura rose at a visible speed, their bodies became more refined and pure, and their souls became clearer and more transparent.
The feeling was like shedding a heavy garment that had been worn for countless years, so heavy that one had forgotten its existence. One felt lighter, brighter, and stronger.
Those at higher levels of immortals and gods felt it even more deeply. Those at the Golden Immortal and Daluo Golden Immortal levels felt their own Dao foundations loosening, transforming, and being reorganized. Their previously fixed cultivation paths seemed to be injected with a completely new vitality, countless previously incomprehensible bottlenecks were instantly broken through, and countless previously unclear paths ahead became clear. Some Immortal Venerables had sudden enlightenment on the spot, their aura surging by a small realm; some Immortal Kings roared to the sky, and the Innate Spirit Treasure in their hands evolved into higher-level creations through resonance.
And all of this is just the beginning.
The world of the Spirit Saint Domain is undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
Deep within the Heavenly Court, above Logo's head, the perfect wheel slowly rose.
The Heaven-Bearing Reincarnation Disc.
It is not a creation native to the Spirit Saint Domain, but rather originated from a more magnificent, ancient, and mysterious realm. That realm has long since vanished into the vast chaos of time, leaving only this Miracle Creation, which Samsara the ultimate secrets of reincarnation, to wander and drift through time.
When the Spirit Saint obtained it, it was in a terrible state, with four of the six paths missing, the core wheel shattered into seven pieces, and the remaining two paths of Samsara barely able to function.
After learning of its existence, Logo devoted himself to understanding its mysteries and spent thousands of years collecting the materials and power needed for its repair. Finally, he used the merits of the entire Spirit Saint Domain as fuel, the faith of billions of beings as the furnace, and the Heavenly Net as the source of the transmission channel to forge and refine it day and night in the deepest part of the Nether Realm Netherworld.
Until this moment.
Until that perfect wheel slowly rose above his head.
The Heaven-Bearing Reincarnation Disc is more dazzling and perfect than the previous wheel. Countless profound patterns emerge on its surface—these patterns are not man-made carvings, but naturally formed inscriptions of the Great Dao, each containing the ultimate truth of Samsara. Six gates are arranged in sequence along the edge of the wheel, each connecting to a completely different world of Samsara. The Gate of the Heavenly Dao shines with golden light, the Gate of the Asura is filled with Blood Qi, the Gate of the Human Dao is righteous and peaceful, the Gate of Beasts is ignorant and chaotic, the Gate of Hungry Ghosts is greedy and dark, and the Gate of Hell is engulfed in karmic fire. The six gates slowly rotate, connected to each other by unseen forces, forming a precise, perfect, and self-consistent great cycle of Samsara.
The roulette wheel spun gently.
It was an extremely slight rotation, almost a "slight tremor," yet this insignificant rotation triggered a cataclysmic change that covered the entire Spirit Saint Domain.
An invisible wave emanated from the roulette wheel, like ripples spreading from a pebble thrown into a calm lake. The wave appeared gentle, yet it carried an irresistible power, permeating every corner of heaven and earth—from the highest Hall of Soaring Clouds of the Heavenly Court to the deepest depths of Hell Netherworld; from the ancient stars suspended beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens to the spiritual veins and roots deep within the mortal realm; from the core of Golden Immortal Immortal's soul to the flesh and blood cells of an ordinary mortal. It was omnipresent, all-pervasive, and nothing could stop its penetration.
Not only that.
The fluctuations continued to spread outwards, piercing through the barrier of the Spirit Saint Domain and permeating the vast Chaos Sea.
What is the Chaos Sea? It is the primordial state before the birth of all things, the ultimate manifestation of the chaotic disorder of earth, fire, wind, and water. Chaotic energy surges and boils within it, constantly undergoing countless transformations—sometimes transforming into Chaos Fire incinerates all things, sometimes into chaotic ice that freezes Space-Time, sometimes into chaotic darkness that devours everything, and sometimes into chaotic thunder that tears apart the laws of nature. There are no rules, no order to follow; the essence of chaos is disorder, is chaos, is nothingness—nothingness—that has not yet been defined.
But at this moment, under the influence of that fluctuation, the Chaos Sea changed.
The Berserk, chaotic energy, as if caressed by an invisible giant hand, slowly calmed down. The earth, fire, wind, and water, which had been constantly generated and annihilated in the violent collisions, began to rearrange and recombine in an orderly manner. Some chaotic energy transformed into clear flowing water, some into solid earth, some into warm flames, and some into flowing storms. They slowly intertwined, merged, and evolved in the Void, vaguely presenting the posture of "a world being born."
A miniature world is taking shape in the Chaos Sea.
That world was extremely small, no bigger than the palm of a hand, yet its appearance signified a fact that would shock any Eternal —the Samsara of the Heaven-Bearing Reincarnation Disc could not only operate the cycle of life and death within the Spirit Saint Domain, but also use the power of Samsara to reopen chaos and evolve the world! The profound Daoist intent of "cyclical and Endless Infinity" contained within it had reached the level of being able to create worlds out of thin air!
What terrifying power this is!
This immense power is now spreading outwards continuously from Logo as the central hub, the Heaven-Bearing Reincarnation Disc as the core, and the entire Spirit Saint Domain as the radius.
The three Eternal all changed color.
The Sun God's pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, true horror surfaced in the depths of those two miniature star-like eyes.
He saw the tiny world taking shape in the chaos, the complete Samsara System within that world, though small, possessing all its essential components, and the essence of that fluctuation—an ultimate power capable of "revolving heaven and earth and all things, creating the universe and all living beings." It not only allows souls to Samsara, but also enables matter, energy, laws, and Space-Time to achieve an Eternity, cyclical, and ever-renewing movement under its influence.
"Samsara..." the Sun God murmured, his voice trembling without his own awareness. "This is not an ordinary Law of Samsara... This is... This is the ultimate Dao that can revolve all things!"
The God of Law was in even worse shape. His eyes, which were always swirling with data, were now flashing violently, as if even the core of order within him was under an overwhelming pressure. His voice was icy cold, yet tinged with a bitter, resentful resentment. "The Heaven-Bearing Reincarnation Disc... twelve stars? No... it surpasses twelve stars... This creation has already surpassed the so-called level of Miracle Creation... It is transforming into a higher level!"