Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms gripped his swords with both hands, his entire being merging with the phantom of the demonic tiger behind him. His long hair flew up in the Berserk air currents, and two tangible sword beams shot from his eyes. Every inch of his skin was bursting with extremely sharp sword energy.
In that instant, He seemed no longer to be "human," but rather "the blade" itself—an ultimate divine blade tempered over countless years, devouring countless powerful enemies, and bearing the fighting spirit of billions!
"Slash--!!"
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms roared, and the Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber, carrying the phantom of the demonic tiger, crashed down!
A vast and mighty blade of light, like the first ray of light at the beginning of creation, shot out from His hand. The blade light was so wide that it could blot out the sky and the sun. Wherever it passed, the Void was torn in two, the netherworld energy was Crush into dust, and even Space-Time was cut into a long, empty trajectory.
Amidst the flashing blades, the demonic tiger roared. Each roar carried a strange power that devoured souls and robbed people of their spirits; it was the true killing move of the Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber —not only a physical strike, but also the stripping away of the soul and the destruction of fighting spirit. Any living being struck by this blade, even if its physical body remained intact, would instantly lose all will to fight and become a walking corpse.
This strike was the full power of the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms.
This strike was the culmination of all the power he had accumulated through countless years of conquest.
This strike is enough to kill any One-Step Eternal, and enough to severely damage the foundation of Second-Step Eternity One!
The blade slashed down towards Logo with a deafening roar!
Above the Heavenly Court, countless celestial soldiers and generals involuntarily held their breath upon witnessing this scene. The power of that blade light was so overwhelming that even through the layers of the Heavenly Net, they could feel its all-encompassing sharpness. Some celestial soldiers with slightly lower cultivation levels were even shaken pale by the aftershocks of the blade light, their bodies swaying precariously.
However, the net remained completely still that Heavenly Net.
The golden rays of light blazed brightly the instant the blade touched them, unleashing an unprecedented brilliance. Countless immortals and gods simultaneously stood on the nodes of the Heavenly Net, pouring their own power into it. Their roars coalesced into a deafening roar, "Suppress--!!"
With billions of forces poured in simultaneously, a milky-white beam of light shot out from the core of the Heavenly Net, colliding violently with the sword light of the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms!
Boom!
The moment the blade light collided with the power of the Heavenly Net, Berserk shockwave spread wildly in all directions like a tsunami. The Nether Sea was churned up with towering waves, countless dark cracks were torn in the Void, and even the ancient stars in the distance shook violently. Yet the Heavenly Net only trembled slightly, and it managed to block seventy percent of the blade light's sharpness!
The remaining 30% transformed into a broken blade shadow, continuing to slash towards Logo.
And Logo--
He just smiled.
The smile was faint, so faint that its curve was almost invisible, yet it carried a composure that sent chills down the spines of everyone who saw it.
Don't believe me?
He softly repeated the words of the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Then I'll beat you until you believe me."
The moment he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand.
With fingers spread wide, like a lotus flower in bloom, palm facing forward, the hand slowly pushes forward horizontally.
The movement was extremely slow and light, as if he were simply swatting away an annoying flying insect. But as his hand moved forward, countless chaotic currents surged out from his palm. These chaotic currents were hazy and carried the most primordial aura before the beginning of all things, and each strand contained the terrifying potential to evolve into a world.
The chaotic currents crisscrossed, like countless gray dragons tumbling and weaving through the Void. They intertwined, entwined, and wove together, forming a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, with Logo's palm as the core.
The giant hand was unbelievably large. When the five fingers were spread out, each finger was like a mountain range that stretched across the sky and the palm was like a series of unfathomable canyons. The giant hand slowly rose from bottom to top, as if it were about to lift up the entire Chaos Sea, or as if it were just gently brushing away a speck of dust.
Wherever the giant palm passed, the air was crushed, the laws were bent, and the nether energy was dispersed; everything trembled under its grasp.
Even faster than the giant hand were the chains formed from the chaotic energy.
At the very instant that Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms unleashed that strike, countless chaotic chains spread out at a speed far exceeding that of the blade's light, meandering through the Void like living creatures, simultaneously sealing off all the Space-Time nodes surrounding Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms!
The chains wrapped around his limbs, waist, and neck, pinning him firmly to the spot. His blade had only slashed halfway when his body was immobilized, unable to advance even an inch. He tried to struggle, attempting to break the chains with his blade's energy, but discovered that each chain was inscribed with dense, Great Dao of Chaos runes. These runes suppressed every wisp of power within him, making him feel as if he were sinking into a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
"What?!"
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms's pupils shrank drastically. He watched helplessly as the afterimage of his full-force strike collided with the Heavenly Net, only to be casually crushed and scattered by that colossal, sky-covering hand, shattering into countless points of light like waves crashing against rocks.
Then, the giant hand continued forward.
It easily crushed the remaining power of the blade's light, crushed all the blade's edge that tried to retaliate around him, crushed the defensive divine light that had appeared on his body, and then—
Boom!!!
The giant hand slammed down on the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms.
The feeling was like being directly struck by a real realm. Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms felt an extremely savage power surging from the front. That power contained the vastness and inclusiveness of chaos, the cycle and decay of Samsara, and the confinement and crushing of Space-Time. Three completely different yet perfectly integrated forces acted on him at the same time, causing every strand of sword energy in his body to tremble violently, collapse, and be annihilated!
"Pfft--!!"
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms spat out a mouthful of dark blue blood, his entire body shooting backward like a stone that had been violently flung away! His figure drew a long trajectory in the Void, smashing countless floating fragments of chaos along the way, breaking through several small worlds that had just formed in the Nether Sea, and finally embedding himself deeply into an ancient star.
The stars cracked, lava spewed forth, and smoke and dust filled the air.
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms lay at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood. The Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber flew out of his hand, and the crack on the blade widened a few more times, emitting a faint mournful sound.
quiet.
The entire Spirit Saint Domain fell into a deathly silence at this moment.
All living beings who witnessed this scene, whether they were celestial beings from the Heavenly Court, ghosts from the Netherworld, or Angel and cultivators trapped in the Nether Sea, stared wide-eyed, gaped, and even held their breath.
One move.
Just one move.
His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor merely raised his hand, pushed it sideways, and lightly slapped it, without even using any supernatural powers or Miracle Creation, and sent the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms —the Eternal had traversed the Chaos Sea for countless years, the master of the Profound Arms Realm who proved his Dao through killing, and the peerless sword master who wielded the twelve-star Miracle Creation, the Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber —flying away as if swatting a fly.
It flew away.
That posture, that strength, that nonchalant manner—just as Logo said—was as easy as knocking away a kitten or puppy.
Above the Heavenly Court, the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals remained silent for three full breaths.
Then--
"Roar--!!!"
A deafening roar of cheers erupted like a landslide and a tsunami. Countless immortals and gods raised their weapons and roared in anger, countless heavenly soldiers and generals wept with joy, and countless cultivators hidden in the shadows trembled with excitement. The cheers contained ecstasy, shock, worship, and awe. All these complex emotions converged into a surging wave of heat, causing the entire Heavenly Net to emit a golden light in resonance.
"Your Majesty!!"
"Your Majesty is invincible!"
"Your Majesty, may you suffer eternal damnation!"
Logo slowly withdrew his hand, standing with his hands behind his back in the Void.
His gaze shifted from the distant crater where the stars had been smashed into the sky, then swept over the two extremely ugly faces of the Sun God and the God of Law, and finally settled on his own palm.
He looked at his palm, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"The feeling of Second-Step Eternity..."
He murmured to himself, his voice so low that only he could hear it.
"Not bad."
In the distance, within the giant crater of stars, the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms struggled to crawl out from the rock strata.
He was covered in blood and his breath was weak, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light. He looked at Logo, at that still calm and composed face, and suddenly smiled.
That smile was tinged with blood and pain, yet it also carried an unprecedented, burning fighting spirit.
"Okay... okay!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, and reached out towards the Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber stuck in the distance.
"Second-Step Eternity... truly lives up to its name!"
He gripped the hilt of the sword and slowly drew it out; the cracks on the blade emitted a faint glow in his palm.
"But I haven't lost yet!"
Logo glanced at him silently, then indifferently reached out and said, "Then continue!"