Six years...
Had vanished like grains of sand carried away by an endless river.
For ordinary civilizations...
Entire generations had been born.
Empires had risen and collapsed.
Stars had completed countless revolutions around their galaxies.
Yet for the universe's greatest geniuses...
Those six years had been nothing more than preparation.
Preparation...
For another Cosmic Tournament.
Across the countless worlds...
Ancient bells echoed once again.
Every supreme family.
Every great academy.
Every righteous sect.
Every demonic sect.
Every hidden civilization.
All turned their attention toward a single destination.
The Cosmic Tournament.
A tournament that had existed since time immemorial.
Its rules had never changed.
Every cultivator...
Received only one opportunity to participate during their lifetime.
Win or lose...
There would never be a second chance.
Because of that...
The competitors who had shaken the universe six years earlier...
William.
Merito.
Sarah.
Mark.
Daniel.
Maria.
Javier.
Tiago.
Kashmir.
Vladimir.
None of them would step onto the battlefield again.
Their era as competitors had ended.
This time...
They sat among the spectators.
They just watch.
Just as countless legends had once watched them.
Many of the younger participants secretly glanced toward the viewing platforms.
Their hearts trembled.
Those people...
Were the monsters whose names had become legends in only six years.
Today...
They had become the audience.
The Judge appeared once more.
His figure remained unchanged.
His expression remained tranquil.
His voice spread effortlessly across the endless arena.
"Welcome..."
"...to the Cosmic Tournament."
"The rules remain absolute."
"Every participant..."
"...has but one opportunity."
"Fight."
"Grow."
"Prove your worth."
"Your destiny..."
"...will be decided by your own hands."
The immense arena erupted into cheers.
A new generation...
Had arrived.
The first competitors began entering the battlefield.
Each possessed extraordinary talent.
Each carried the hopes of powerful factions.
Each dreamed of carving their own names into history.
Yet...
Among the countless participants...
Five names rapidly became the center of attention.
Not because of their factions.
Nor because of their families.
But because their strength clearly surpassed the rest.
The foremost among this names ...
Is the successor of the Eternal Body of Absolute Chaos.
He needed no introduction.
The moment his feet touched the arena...
Every major power recognized him.
Not because of his name.
But because of the Body he carried.
One of the Seven Eternal Bodies that stood at the very summit of the universe.
A Body whose supreme authority governed intent and attacks.
This was no secret.
Every ancient family knew it.
Every supreme sect knew it.
Every great academy knew it.
But the mystery which no one knew...
How far this successor had advanced in understanding his Eternal Body.
Had he only learned to erase killing intent?
Or had he reached the point where he could rewrite intent itself?
Was his control over attacks limited to redirecting them?
Or had he attained the ability to reshape them entirely...
Transforming them into something completely different from their original form?
Those questions...
Had no recorded answers.
That...
Was why every eye in the arena remained fixed upon him.
The silence that spread through the spectators...
Was not the silence of shock.
It was the silence of anticipation.
Because everyone present understood one undeniable truth.
They were looking at one of the Seven Eternal Body Successors...
The individuals destined to shape the fate of the Golden Era.
Far above...
William quietly observed.
He did not underestimate the young man.
Nor did he fear him.
Instead of this ...
He analyzed him.
"So..."
"That is Absolute Chaos."
Beside him...
Andrew nodded.
"One of the seven."
William remained silent.
The universe...
Had truly entered a new age.
The tournament unfolded exactly as every Cosmic Tournament before it.
Battles.
Victories.
Defeats.
Unexpected prodigies.
Shocking upsets.
Heroes were born.
Dreams were shattered.
The audience roared with every clash.
None of them realized...
That the tournament itself...
Was not the event history would remember.
Days later...
The final battle concluded.
The champions had been decided.
The successors of the distinguished bodies had all been recognized.
Thunderous applause echoed across the cosmic arena.
The Judge slowly rose.
For the first time in countless years...
His eyes swept past the new champions...
And turned toward the viewing platforms.
His voice became deeper than before.
"Successors..."
"...of the Seven Eternal Bodies."
A profound silence descended.
William slowly stood.
Merito stood .
Sarah stood beside him.
Far away...
The successor of the Eternal Body of Absolute Chaos stepped forward.
Then another one .
Then other
Until...
Seven figures stood beneath the endless stars.
Each carrying an Eternal Body.
For the first time in countless ages...
Every Eternal Body had an active successor at the same time.
The Judge spoke once more.
"Successors..."
"...of the Distinguished Celestial Bodies."
Behind each Eternal Body successor...
The acknowledged successors of the supreme Celestial Bodies stepped forward one after another.
Rows of extraordinary geniuses quietly assembled.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
Every civilization throughout the universe watched in absolute silence.
The Judge slowly raised his hand.
"The conditions..."
"...have been fulfilled."
"The Seven Eternal Bodies..."
"...stand together."
"The Distinguished Celestial Bodies..."
"...have acknowledged their successors."
"The long wait..."
"...is over."
His voice echoed through every world.
Through every galaxy.
Through every corner of existence.
"From this moment onward..."
"...the universe enters..."
"The Golden Era."
At that instant...
The stars themselves seemed to shine more brilliantly.
As though the universe...
waits for those words all along.
With the beginning of the Golden Era...
The universe itself began to change.
Not gradually.
Not because civilizations had advanced.
But because something far older...
Had awakened.
Across countless galaxies...
The very fabric of reality grew unstable.
Ancient seals that had remained untouched for immeasurable ages slowly weakened.
Forgotten dimensions resurfaced.
Collapsed realms were reborn.
Entire regions that history had long dismissed as myths quietly returned to existence.
The universe...
Was expanding once again.
One after another...
Previously inaccessible Secret Realms revealed themselves.
Some were hidden beneath oceans of liquid starlight.
Others drifted between galaxies like silent worlds without masters.
There were dimensions where time flowed in reverse.
Worlds where space possessed consciousness.
Kingdoms abandoned before the birth of the oldest civilizations still standing.
Every newly awakened realm contained opportunities beyond imagination.
Ancient inheritances.
Lost techniques.
Extinct races.
Weapons whose names had disappeared from history.
The Golden Era...
Had opened every forgotten door.
Yet...
Those discoveries were merely the beginning.
Because soon...
The universe witnessed something unprecedented.
Places that no living being had ever entered...
Began to reveal themselves.
Not hidden worlds.
Not Secret Realms.
But domains that existed beyond ordinary reality itself.
Domains...
Where the consciousnesses of the distinguished Bodies resided.
For countless ages...
The Bodies had chosen successors.
Guided them.
Tested them.
Observed them.
Yet no one had ever known where those incomprehensible consciousnesses truly existed.
Now...
For the first time...
Their sanctuaries slowly emerged.
Not because they wished to be found.
But because the Golden Era had finally fulfilled the conditions for their appearance.
Every distinguished Body possessed its own Domain.
A place shaped entirely by its fundamental authority.
No two resembled one another.
No laws remained identical between them.
Each Domain was the purest manifestation of the Body's very existence.
The Eternal Body of Connections...
The Eternal Body of Absolute Chaos...
The Eternal Body of Identity...
The Eternal Body of Erasure...
The Eternal Body of Immortality...
And the two Eternal Bodies whose names had yet to be revealed...
Each possessed a realm unlike anything the universe had ever witnessed.
Those Domains were not homes.
Nor were they worlds.
They were living concepts...
Even the Distinguished Celestial Bodies possessed their own hidden realms.
Though vastly inferior to those of the Eternal Bodies...
They were still places where the deepest truths of their respective authorities could be comprehended.
For every successor...
Reaching the Domain of their own Body became the greatest opportunity imaginable.
Within those places...
Understanding advanced faster than anywhere else in existence.
Every law...
Every principle...
Every fragment of authority...
Could be perceived with unmatched clarity.
But the rewards came with equally terrifying trials.
The consciousness dwelling within each Body recognized no titles.
No bloodline.
No reputation.
Only understanding.
Only worthiness.
Failure...
Often meant death.
Or worse...
Permanent rejection by the Body itself.
Thus...
As the Golden Era officially began...
The universe entered its most chaotic age.
Explorers rushed toward forgotten dimensions.
Ancient factions awakened from seclusion.
Hidden monsters emerged from endless slumber.
Every civilization sought to claim the newly revealed opportunities before their rivals could.
And above them all...
The Domains of the Eternal Bodies silently waited.
Watching
Awaiting the moment...
When their successors would finally step into the places where those supreme consciousnesses had dwelled...
Since the beginning of existence itself.