Second-Step Eternity.
And that's how it was done.
Logo stood with his hands behind his back in the Void, the two completely different yet equally vast auras around him swirling and circling like two giant dragons. One was chaotic and boundless, evolving all things; the other was majestic and powerful, suppressing all paths. The two intertwined and merged, constructing an Eternity domain unique to him around him. Within this domain, Space-Time and space bowed down, cause and effect submitted, and all laws paid homage.
That's too easy.
It was so simple that all the cultivators who witnessed this scene had a kind of dazed illusion—as if advancing to Eternity was not some life-or-death tribulation with countless difficulties, but simply reaching out to pluck a ripe fruit from a branch, gently twisting it, and it fell into their palm.
When the water flows naturally, the channel is formed; when the melon is ripe, it falls from the vine.
But they didn't know how many eons of self-suppression Logo had endured for this seemingly simple act of "reaching out and plucking." During those years of suppression, his cultivation was like a brimming reservoir, the water level constantly rising but never finding an outlet; his inner strength was like a continuously growing volcano, the magma churning and boiling, yet firmly sealed beneath the earth's crust. Every single moment, he endured the torment of "clearly able, yet unable."
Until this moment.
The reservoir finally opened its gates, the volcano finally erupted, and everything that had been suppressed for countless years surged forth like a flood bursting its banks. Behind that seemingly effortless "step forward" lay the culmination of millions of years of accumulated strength, culminating in a moment of explosive release.
At that moment, Logo slowly raised his eyes.
His gaze pierced through the churning Nether Sea, through the Sturdiness Heavenly Net of heaven, and through layers of Void, landing on the three Eternal in the distance.
The Sun God, the God of Law, and the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms.
The expressions on the three people's faces changed simultaneously the moment Logo broke through.
The first to sense the change was the Sun God.
The Eternal Blazing Sun surrounding him suddenly dimmed, as if its core had been gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand. The golden sun that had shone for countless years was now trembling slightly, its Radiance becoming intermittent, like a candle flickering in the wind. The Sun God felt an immense, overwhelming pressure surging from Logo, like an invisible, towering mountain pressing heavily on his heart.
The oppressive feeling was real. It wasn't a clash of auras, nor a release of power, but rather—the suppression of one's status.
Just as mortals instinctively feel awe when facing True God, lower-ranking cultivators feel fear when facing higher-ranking cultivators. A similar change is currently occurring between Logo and the Sun God. Originally belonging to the same level of Eternal, although Logo could fight three opponents simultaneously without being at a disadvantage thanks to the Power of the Domain, their status was essentially still on the same level. But now, after taking two steps, a visible chasm has appeared between Logo and the Sun God.
A single step can make all the difference.
The Sun God's breathing became heavy, and golden flames flickered violently in his two star-like eyes. "He... he really broke through? The Second-Step Eternity? How could it be so easy?!"
The God of Law remained silent.
He stared intently at Logo, his eyes, forever swirling with data, now operating at an overload rate, attempting to analyze Logo's true combat power after his breakthrough. But the more he analyzed, the paler his face became, because the data in the Eternity domain surrounding Logo completely exceeded the limits of his database— the Law of Chaos, Law of Samsara, Law of Spacetime, Law of Karma... each law was purer than he had ever seen before, and the domain they intertwined to form was so complex that he simply couldn't model it.
"I can't analyze it." The God of Law finally spoke, his voice hoarse, "His combat power... has completely exceeded my predictive model. We are now facing a Lord of the Law of Chaos who has firmly established himself on the path to the Second-Step Eternity."
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms was the most silent one.
But his reaction was the most intense of the three.
The oppressive aura emanating from Logo was like an endless black cloud, carrying immense thunder, crushing heavily on His heart. The Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms cultivated the Dao of the Blade, following a domineering path of using battle to sustain battle and proving the Dao through killing. Throughout his life, he never feared any powerful enemy. The stronger the opponent, the more excited and eager for battle He became.
But at this moment, faced with that oppressive feeling, He felt a stirring in His heart that He had never felt before.
That throbbing wasn't fear, but something far more complex—doubt, resentment, fighting spirit, and a hint of... excitement?
"I don't believe it!"
The Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms suddenly raised his head, his voice booming like thunder in the Nether Sea. Two dark blue blade lights shot out from his eyes, and his aura Berserk at this moment. His Berserk killing intent poured down like a tidal wave, causing the surrounding Nether Qi to surge and recede violently!
"Let me see if you've truly broken through to the Second-Step Eternity! Or perhaps—" The Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms's voice carried a hint of almost manic battle intent, "This is just a smokescreen!"
The moment he finished speaking, he completely changed.
The Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber trembled violently in his hand, emitting a deafening tiger's roar. The crack on the blade did not weaken its power; instead, it burst forth with an even more ferocious and Berserk aura—as if the crack was a gap in a seal, forcibly torn open by the will of the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms, releasing the terrifying being that had been dormant within!
Behind Him, a gigantic phantom of a demonic tiger suddenly appeared.
The demonic tiger was entirely black, as if it were a world-destroying beast born from the deepest darkness. Its body was unbelievably enormous, and its four limbs, standing on the Void, caused the entire space to tremble and crack. Countless blood-red lines swirled around its body, densely packed and crisscrossing, each exuding a terrifying aura capable of spanning multiple worlds.
Those patterns are not decorations, but rather a concrete representation of "Tao".
Each red line represents a Supreme God Artifact from the Profound Arms Realm, a foundation of the Great Dao that the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms collected, refined, and integrated into himself during his conquest of countless realms. Among these artifacts are World-Destroying Blade capable of severing stars, God-Slaying Spear that can pierce the heavens, Realm Suppression Cauldron that can suppress eternity, and Seal of Chaos that can devour Space-Time... Each one is an ultimate treasure capable of driving an entire realm mad, and each one carries a complete Great Dao.
But at this moment, all these principles of warfare converge on a single blade!