Logo stared at the three devastating attacks.
A sea of sword light, Immutable Sea of Stars, and Space-Time Lockdown —the full power of three Eternal descended simultaneously, engulfing his entire being.
His expression remained unchanged.
"A futile struggle."
Logo's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an indifference that sent a shiver down the spines of the three Eternal. That indifference was not contempt or mockery, but rather the natural attitude that a higher-level being would show when looking at a lower-level being.
It's like an adult watching three children struggling to lift a rock. While you might be a little curious about where the children get their strength, you ultimately don't believe that the rock can actually be moved.
Behind Logo, countless Great Dao of Origin roared and soared into the sky like raging dragons!
The various avenues displayed different colors—the gray Great Dao of Chaos, the silver Great Dao of Space-Time, the black Great Dao of Reincarnation, the golden Great Dao of Karma, the cyan Great Dao of Life, the crimson Great Dao of Destruction ... Each one was as thick as a pillar supporting the sky, each one radiating an Eternity and Immortal Radiance. They intertwined, coiled, churned, and surged behind Logo, like a group of mad dragons imprisoned for billions of years finally gaining their freedom, letting out earth-shattering roars.
Each of those Great Daos is the foundation of the Spirit Saint Domain. Now, under the control of Logo's Second-Step Eternity status, they are more active, more powerful, and more Berserk than ever before.
Logo raised his hand, his five fingers spreading out like a blooming lotus flower.
"Town".
One word.
A simple, unremarkable word came out of his mouth.
But this single word resonated throughout the entire Spirit Saint Domain!
The Great Dao of Origin simultaneously emitted deafening dragon roars, frantically intertwining, weaving, and merging, forming three great cauldrons in the Void.
Three enormous tripods with three legs and two handles.
The entire vessel was a hazy, chaotic gray, its surface engraved with images of heaven and earth, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, flowers, insects, fish, immortals, gods, ghosts, and monsters... It was a complete microcosm of a Spirit Saint Domain, a tangible embodiment of the entire history, all living beings, and all laws of the Spirit Saint Realm from the beginning of chaos to its current glorious era. Each cauldron bore the weight of a realm; three cauldrons meant the weight of three complete realms pressing down simultaneously!
Furthermore, these three great cauldrons bear the Great Dao of Chaos of Logo —the chaotic Dao rhythm slowly flows across the surface of the cauldrons, permeating every inch of the cauldron's texture like flowing water, making the power emanating from the three great cauldrons even deeper and more terrifying.
Wherever the giant cauldron passed--
The sea of sword light from the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms crumbled inch by inch like thin ice under the pressure of the cauldron! Those destructive sword lights that could shatter the Supreme God path were as fragile as bubbles in front of the cauldron. They couldn't even touch the surface of the cauldron before being crushed and pulverized by that tyrannical suppressive force, turning into countless fragments of spiritual light scattered across the sky.
The Eternal Blazing Sun of the Sun God, under the cover of the great cauldron, dimmed suddenly as if the sun had been obscured by dark clouds! The crimson-gold divine flowers withered, died, and vanished into nothingness under the pressure of the great cauldron. Even the golden pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth trembled violently, cracked, and collapsed under the direct impact of one of the great cauldrons, turning into a sky full of golden light that dissipated.
The God of Law's Immutable Sea of Stars and the power of Space-Time Lockdown encountered their most terrifying nemesis. The moment those silvery-white forces of order attempted to entangle the cauldron, they were eroded, devoured, and assimilated by the Great Dao of Chaos on the cauldron's surface, vanishing as quickly as ink drops into clear water. Furthermore, the sealing force that should have locked onto Logo was shattered by another cauldron a hundred feet away from Logo!
Three large cauldrons.
Three types of attacks.
Rolling in three directions.
It was a Destiny posture, as if these three great cauldrons had existed there since the beginning of chaos, flowing from the source of the River of Space-Time towards this moment, destined to suppress everything at this instant. Any power, any law, any will could only bow down and submit before these three great cauldrons, like rivers flowing into the sea and all streams returning to their source.
Three surging paths intertwined, and three wills rose and clashed in the sky.
In an extremely short period of time—so short that the pupils of the Sun God had not yet fully contracted, so short that the sword light of the Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms had not yet completely dissipated, so short that the data stream of the God of Law had not yet completed a new round of calculations—it felt as if billions of years had passed.
Countless divine rays clashed and intertwined in the Void, emitting deafening roars. The hazy chaotic light, the crimson-gold blazing sun light, the silver-white orderly light, and the dark blue blade light—the four colors of light intertwined, collided, devoured, and annihilated wildly in the sky, like four painters splashing completely different paints on the same canvas, vying for the final color.
Then--
The outcome has been decided.
Those colors that resisted the chaos slowly faded, like fuel that had been weathered for a long time, stripped of its own splendor, eroded and assimilated, and finally dimmed and disappeared.
The three large cauldrons slowly descended.
They pierced through the shattered Void, through the dissipated divine light, and through all forces that tried to obstruct them, like three unshakeable mountains, pressing down upon the three Eternal.
No!
The Sun God roared, and the Eternal Blazing Sun spun wildly above his head, releasing its last glimmer of defiance. But that light was as insignificant as the glow of a firefly before the cauldron, easily crushed, swallowed, and annihilated. The cauldron crashed down, swallowing his body and the Eternal Blazing Sun together into its belly!
Heavenly Emperor of Profound Arms swung his sword, attempting to cleave the cauldron in two. However, the cauldron, which bore the Great Dao of Chaos, was indestructible. His Tiger Soul God-Seizing Saber struck it, only scattering a string of sparks before he and his entire body were suppressed into the cauldron and sunk into the depths of the Void.
Before the God of Law could even unleash the final power of the Holy Grail of Origin, the cauldron pierced through all his defenses of order in a way he couldn't comprehend, sealing him and the Grail within. The last thing he sensed was the boundless chaotic Void and deathly silence of Samsara within the cauldron, as if he had been sunk into an Endless Abyss isolated from the world.
The three large cauldrons fell heavily to the ground.
They pierced through the sky, the earth, and layers of Void, finally sinking into the unfathomable Nether Realm at the deepest part of the Underworld Spirit Saint Domain. The tripod's legs stepped into the Underworld, its body disappearing into the Nether Realm aura, revealing only the outlines of its three lids, emitting a faint yet Eternity chaotic light in the dark depths of the Nether Realm Netherworld.
The three Eternal were thus suppressed within the Spirit Saint Domain.
They can never turn their lives around.