Soon, under the concentrated effort of all beings and entities of law, the time in the Aeon Plane flashed by.
From overlords, absolutes, and all powerhouses, in the final sprint toward the coming disaster, they began to go all out to advance.
With abundant strands of causality, merits, and plane origin, powerhouse after powerhouse began to advance.
The limit that people once thought was unbreakable became a mere transition to higher power.
During this time, as hundreds of thousands of years passed, the barrier separating the Absolutes and the Overlords began to crack.
In the depths of the void, in the Immortal Ashura Realm, Marcus, the strongest Absolute to ever exist, started his advancement toward the impossible.
After trillions of epochs, the door to the Overlord Realm, once sealed shut, slowly began to open.
Condensing his path of law, the seed of chaos sprouted into fruition as his body, mind, spirit, soul, will, and every essence of his origin merged into one.
The advancement to the Overlord Realm, a realm that transcended and overlooked everything.
As the seed of chaos bore the fruit of chaos, instead of forming a world, a treasure, or a weapon, Marcus took the fruit to his mouth, merging it with his body.
The path to absolute power and individual might, Marcus followed a path similar to the Overlord of Devourer, Lazo.
Although it lacked uniqueness or special abilities, it contained the quintessence of power.
Merging with the fruit of chaos, Marcus's life level began to transcend everything.
The essence, origin, and causality of law that once bound him to the Aeon Plane detached, forming a cycle unique to himself.
Unshackled from the plane, Marcus's power, once stagnant, burst forth like a tide.
Soon, under the witness of all beings and laws, an Overlord capable of ruling a side of the Aeon Plane emerged.
Feeling the power radiating across the void, as if announcing its arrival, all beings, awake or in seclusion, stirred.
In the center of the Source of Knowledge.
"It seems Marcus has advanced to the Overlord Realm…" Maximus thought, briefly breaking away from the Trial of Origin.
Reflecting on his progress over the past hundreds of thousands of years, Maximus couldn't help but smile.
The deeper he progressed in the Trial of Origin, the stronger his core of origin would become.
This meant that, as time passed, he could complete the trial faster and faster.
Unfazed by the disturbance caused by Marcus, he closed his eyes and continued the Trial of Origin.
"Marcus, that unruly kid finally advanced!"
"Haha, now there is seven of us Overlords!"
"This is only the beginning, I hope a few more advanced before the disaster."
Instead of being troubled by the appearance of another Overlord, they only felt the weight bearing their shoulders lightened.
Facing the unprecedented dark disaster, they could only wish more powerhouses would advance to the Overlord Realm.
Meanwhile, as Marcus advanced to the Overlord Realm, the entire Aeon Plane erupted in celebration.
Breaking the curse that blocked their advancement to the Overlord Realm, Marcus shone like a beacon of hope, signaling the dawn of a new era.
From Overlords, Absolutes, Masters of Ocean and River of Law, to countless other powerhouses, Marcus's advancement heralded the start of a revolution.
In their minds, if Marcus could advance, so could they.
Like a catalyst, the once-stagnant Aeon Plane surged into a frenzy.
Riding this wave, countless powerhouses began to advance, becoming Masters of Ocean and River of Law.
Thousands upon thousands, millions upon millions. The once-unattainable Masters of Path began to emerge in droves like never before.
Alongside this rush, the Absolutes, second only to the Overlords, expanded rapidly like a balloon.
From just over a thousand Absolutes, their numbers grew by hundreds upon hundreds. Within a million years, the number of Absolutes tripled.
A million years after Marcus's advancement, as this frenzy swept the plane, a new event unfolded.
Deep in the void, Nyx, the Will of the Abyss, faced a catastrophe as it detached itself from the Aeon Plane.
Unlike ordinary powerhouses who merely snatched the law, origin, and causality binding their bodies, a dimensional will advancing to the Overlord Realm would rob the essence of the plane itself.
Though the Aeon Plane could only act instinctively, it knew such an event would leave it heavily damaged.
Typically, the entities of law would intervene to stop such a disaster.
Yet, facing the dark calamity looming over the Aeon Plane, they stood by, watching as Nyx overcame all odds to advance.
Defying the plane's suppression, Nyx unleashed all the foundation, experience, and power he had accumulated over trillions of epochs.
Leveraging this, he engaged in a tug-of-war, seizing the essence of the plane for the growth of the seed of the abyss.
With the methods gained from the Tower of Knowledge, Nyx meticulously navigated his battle against the Aeon Plane.
Like a seasoned fisherman, he let go when it pulled and seized the opportunity when it made a lapse in judgment.
Through this strategy, the seed of the abyss bore the fruit needed for his advancement.
Grabbing his key to ascension, unlike Marcus, Nyx merged it with the Abyss, forming a world.
Like the virtual realm that expanded infinitely, the Abyss grew deeper, plunging into an endless darkness.
Soon, indistinguishable by any sense, the Abyss coiled over the Aeon Plane like a snake.
"Hahaha, finally, after trillions of epochs, I've advanced to the Overlord Realm!"
Celebrating in exhilaration, Nyx nearly wept as his relentless efforts finally bore fruit.
No longer merely comparable to an Overlord, he was now a true one, capable of toppling all others.
Overlooking the void, he suddenly recalled the crisis about to descend on the Aeon Plane.
"Hmph! Now that I'm an Overlord, what's a mere dark disaster?"
Inflated by the surge of power from his advancement, Nyx's fear vanished.
Even as a tier 11 Absolute, he could battle against the Overlords without losing. Now, in the tier 12 realm, he doubted a mere dark beast could defeat him.
Yet, remembering the dread from the projection of the Origin Dark Beast, Nyx quickly calmed himself.
Instead of venturing into the void to display his majesty, Nyx retreated to the depths of the Abyss to continue his seclusion.
"My time hasn't come yet. I need more strength…"