Abyssal Lord of the Magi World

Noah, Beelzebub, and Sirik exchanged glances before turning toward the podium at the center of the coliseum. Their eyes went beyond the Sacred Kings and reached all the way to the Thearchs.

For the trio, attaining Rank 10 battle power was not enough. They wanted to rise beyond the limits of the Universe, becoming legendary True Rank 10 life forms and having a lifespan that not even Epochs could measure.

Six hours went by before someone new emerged from the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds. However, it was not just one person but two who appeared simultaneously.

Athea and Abadon, the faceless Depravita, emerged at the same time from the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds. Both women look at each other with a blazing battle will before glancing at the three men that appeared before them.

Athea clenched her fists as she realized not only Noah and Beelzebub surpassed her, but the previously unknown Sirik also did the same. When it came to bloodline and background, no one could surpass her since the Lord of Emptiness Bloodline was running through her veins, and her father was the mighty Emptiness Thearch, but it seemed that even with all her gifts, her destiny was inferior to those three.

A burst of cheers woke Athea of her introspections. She saw her mother surrounded by a group of Primordials shouting praises toward her.

Athea began to smile, but it soon froze as she felt a cold gaze coming from one of the thrones. She saw her father staring at her with emotionless eyes, making her look down in disappointment.

Ezequiel saw the state of her daughter but did not hide his dissatisfaction. For him, Athea was the greatest treasure in the Universe, but allowing love to cloud your judgment was a mistake.

He would not praise her achievements when it was clear she was capable of much more!

Unlike the Emptiness Thearch, the Revenge Thearch could not be happier. Not only did Beelzebub overcome the pressure of defeat and rise to a higher state of mind, but Abadon proved her extraordinary talent and emerged among the top five from the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds.

Although the Depravita Race's destiny had fused with that of the Neo-Demon Race, becoming the essence of the Daybreak Universe, there was always a competition between Neo-Demons and Depravitas for the title of mightist race. That is why Venganza was so happy for two of the top five to be members of the Depravita Sacred Mountain.

The hours continued as more and more geniuses began to emerge from the Nine Sacred Worlds. Although most were individuals whose names had already echoed across the universe, there were also people no one had heard of before and had no real background.

The final genius emerged three days after Noah's rise from the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds. He was a young man with short white hair, blue eyes, and twelve mighty wings made of plasma on his back.

Most of the coliseum went silent as he appeared since he was one of the unknown figures without background, and the only ones cheering were a small family.

The young man's name was Akius, and his face had a radiant smile as he saw the look of pride on his family. It took everything he had to reach this place, but it was worth it.

Once the thirty-three genius appeared in the arena, their faces were displayed on virtual screens across the entire Daybreak Universe for everybody to see them. They were the best of this generation, and among them would rise the next Sacred Kings and maybe future Thearchs!

None of the thirty-three geniuses understood it, and not even the Sacred Kings could see it, but Ezequiel and Venganza were able to see their destiny rising higher and higher. This achievement would be engraved into their souls and give them energy in their future struggles as they strive to break the limit of the Universe.

Ezequiel became an arc of black-and-white lightning as he reached the sky above the arena. He did not contain his aura, allowing it to wash over every single life form in the entire Daybreak Sector and make the sky tremble.

The geniuses stared at him and felt they were watching a super universe in the form of a man, and they were not wrong.

Ezequiel had refined his body to the point that a single drop of blood contained as much life as an entire world, but that was just the beginning. The core source of his power was the mighty Emptiness Truth.

Unlike what its name may suggest, the Emptiness Truth was not the lack of something. It was the power to harmonize with the Universe around you to the point there was nothing that separated them.

No matter where Ezequiel stood, inside the Daybreak Universe, in the Emptiness, or even in a dimension where laws failed to exist, he could draw the power of existence into himself.

The geniuses' talent allowed them to look down on many of the previous generation powerhouses, but none was even close to getting close to the Emptiness Thearch's achievements.

Ezequiel stared at the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds before waving his hand, making it vanish. When the people in the coliseum saw that, many grew worried. There were still many geniuses that had yet to emerge from the semi-finals.

"I have transported the Nine Sacred Samsara Worlds into my Inner Universe. Although those inside lost the right to participate in the finals, they can still complete the worlds and benefit from the lucky chances in them."

The people in the coliseum smiled when they heard that, bowing toward the Emptiness Thearch with gratitude in their hearts.

Ezequiel only nodded before focusing on the thirty-three geniuses participating in the finals of the First Samsara Tournament.

"As you might expect, the final of the First Samsara Tournament will consist of one-on-one battles. There will be sixteen battles, with the winners advancing to the next round and the losers immediately disqualified. It will carry on like that until the last five remain.

I will take the role of referee so that you can fight with the sole goal of killing your enemy!"