Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World

Zatiel and En were growing stronger as they carried on with the samsara of the geniuses, and they were not alone.

Every warrior across the Prima Universe that would participate in the Ultimate Multiversal War was using the few years of peace left to enhance their cultivation.

There was a silver heavenly body smaller than most stars in the periphery of the Prima Universe. It was an anomaly born from a flaw in the laws, and despite its size, its gravitational might was something black holes could not equal.

That silver heavenly body had a gravity that could crush Rank 8 life form, and even those at Rank 9 would have a hard time resisting its might, which is why it was odd to see anyone near it.

However, two individuals were sitting on top of the silver heavenly body. Both of them had shut down any form of defenses, allowing the full might of the gravitational force to affect them.

Hyperion and Bahamut stood on top of the silver heavenly body meditatively. They used the shocking gravitational force to condense the energies inside their Inner Universes and push their cultivation to Extreme Rank 9.

Using the silver heavenly body was dangerous but not only improved their Energy Core of Existences but also allowed them to temper their Body Core of Existences.

The Dragon and Titan Primarchs knew the immense difference between each evolution in Extreme Rank 9. That is why they were pushing themselves so hard.

The Sacred Beast Primarch and Spirit Primarch were in their home worlds.

Nut stood at the bottom of a massive ocean made purely of blood called Blood End Ocean. A place where all Sacred Beasts that reached the end of their lifespan or suffered deadly injuries would come to die. Their bodies would melt into the ocean, making this one their final resting place.

The Blood End Ocean was a sacred place as it was the final resting place of the Sacred Beast Race. Despite its incredibly useful bloodline force, no one should enter it, but Nut made an exception.

The destiny of the entire Prima Universe was in the line, and the Sacred Beast Primarch knew those dead heroes would not hesitate to fight for it if they had the chance. That is why she would use their bloodline force to push herself forward.

Noir, the Spirit Primarch, on the other hand, was right now on the top of the highest mountain in their world. Lightning fell from the sky over and over again, never missing their body.

They were summoning all the energy of their world to temper their existence. That would drain the world from its power and diminish the number of Spirit Race's life forms born each year for a long time, but it was a small price to pay considering what would happen if they lost the war.

Issac, the Magus Primarch, was currently at the core of the Magi World.

Waves upon waves of energy would emerge from the world's Crystal Wall and travel through the layers before reaching the world's origin, finally crashing on the Magus Primarch.

Each wave had tremendous power and made the Magus Primarch tremble, as it put immense pressure on his body, soul, and energy.

There were times Issac felt he would crumble to pieces, but immense determination appeared in his eyes as he endured and carried on. Every time his centers of power manage to resist the energy waves, these would melt into his existence, making him stronger.

Far from the Magi World, there was a unique dimension. Its ground was composed of millions of swords, while the sky contained countless staffs.

Each sword carried a powerful killing intent that tainted the earth with red. Yet, each staff unleashed a serene aura, filling the sky with peaceful starlight.

The earth embodied the Cultivator Path of Power while the sky did it with the Buddha Path of Power. Each of them had immense power and potential but were opposing principles. Many across the eons had attempted to master both, but only one man achieved that incredible feat.

That same man stood between the serene sky and the slaughtering earth. Salomon prepared his soul to forcefully draw the Omega Avatar out of the Prima Universe's law matrix and fuse with it.

Salomon could have drawn the Omega Avatar without a problem if he had allowed his body and energy to nurture his soul for a few thousand more years. That would have raised his cultivation from Second Evolution Extreme Rank 9 to Peak Third Evolution in one smooth step.

Unfortunately, time waited for no one, and the Ultimate Multiversal War forced the Immortal Primarch to push his way into the Third Evolution Extreme Rank 9, ruining his cultivation.

Despite sacrificing a potential that could have allowed him to become a Fourth Evolution Extreme Rank 9, there was no hesitation in Salomon's eyes as he carried on.

There was a dimension even more secure than the Immortal Abode, and that was the one that held the Sacred Trial created by the Lord of Emptiness, Pan Gu.

Currently, two individuals fought inside the Sacred Trial. Both had crowns, one made of black holes and the other of golden suns.

Ezequiel and Ragnar unleashed their full power as they clashed against each other under the gaze of Pan Gu. Each of their attacks drained a massive amount of energy, but that would only allow the Emptiness Aura that flooded the battlefield to enter their bodies more smoothly.

Pan Gu had drawn the pure Emptiness Aura into the dimension to help the duo. Ezequiel could use it without a problem due to his Lord of Emptiness Bloodline.

Ragnar's Viking Valhalla Bloodline was born of a mutated Primordial Bloodline. Although not at the same level, he could also use the Emptiness Aura to temper his centers of power.

The Supreme Neo-Demon and the Forefather of the Viking Valhalla Lineage knew how powerful their enemies would be, so they pushed themselves to their absolute limit.

Ezequiel was the closest to advancing his cultivation. It won't be long before his Emptiness Path of Power evolved to Rank 9, and then nothing would stop him from performing his Seventh Ignition.