The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2355 Striking the World of the Root

Cain materialized within the Golden Hall, flanked by Anark and the remaining elites of the Scarlet Kingdom. The moment they arrived, their surging auras radiated outward, instantly captivating the attention of every cultivator in the vicinity.

The Scarlet King was the focal point of their awe. Many had been anticipating the Warmaster's return; upon sensing his ascended power, hope surged within them, causing their eyes to shimmer with a scarlet brilliance.

Cain did not wait for the crowd to gather. Before anyone could step forward to greet the group, he had already exited the hall.

With focused, heavy strides, he marched directly toward the World of the Root.

For several years, the World of the Root had been designated a forbidden zone. Entry was strictly prohibited—not even the peak powerhouses of the Six Races or Anark himself were permitted to cross its threshold. The decree was absolute because the nature of the perils within remained a total mystery.

To test the enemy without information was deemed too reckless.

In this war, the loss of even a single elite warrior could shift the scales toward total defeat.

Cain, however, was not bound by such restrictions.

His physical form was the most formidable in the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. Furthermore, the Samsara Runic Set granted him the ability to reform his entire being from a solitary drop of blood if necessary. Though risks remained, he knew that great rewards required great courage.

The Golden Hall, a fortress constructed by the Will of the Universe, was positioned to allow a direct flight path toward the World of the Root. It took very little time for Cain and his followers to reach the edge of the void bordering the enemy's territory.

Cain signaled with a raised hand.

The entire group came to a dead stop.

Drawing a deep breath, Cain moved forward alone, leaving the others behind. As he stared at the gargantuan Wall of Fire and Flesh that encased the World of the Root, his gaze grew grim.

"The barrier surrounding the World of the Root serves more than just a defensive purpose," Cain remarked softly, his perception digging into its structure. "It seeks to corrupt anything it encounters."

His eyes narrowed as he analyzed the threat. "Physical strikes will only result in my flesh being polluted. Spells, on the other hand, will simply be absorbed as fuel."

Despite the complexity of this defense, a subtle grin touched Cain's lips. He entered a meditative posture as the Wings of Chaos began to shimmer behind him.

A moment later, the wings vibrated violently.

Vast numbers of translucent threads began to manifest around his form.

Cain chose not to call upon the power of the Matrix, which would have exerted a crushing pressure on his soul. Instead, he forged a connection with the warriors standing behind him. As the Warmaster of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance, he was viewed by countless souls as the ultimate champion against the Root—a status once held only by the Demon King in the Crimson World.

Through these spiritual bonds, his Cultivation and power began to skyrocket.

Eventually, his wings blazed with the intensity of miniature suns.

"Chaos of Gluttony: All-Devouring Eye."

By blending his personal strength with the energy of those he connected to via the Power of Chaos, a colossal eye appeared behind him—a construct as large as a moon. It lacked eyelids, featuring instead rows of jagged, predatory teeth. It radiated a consuming force so potent that the vacuum of the void seemed to shudder in its presence.

The watching cultivators felt a primal terror take root in their hearts.

Instinct warned them that this terrifying power could annihilate their physical forms, their souls, and their consciousness in a flash.

Suddenly, giant tentacles erupted from the All-Devouring Eye, latching firmly onto the Wall of Fire and Flesh that protected the World of the Root.

The wall immediately fought back, attempting to infect the tendrils with the corrupting Power of the Root.

However, the Power of Chaos proved to be the dominant force.

The tentacles pulsed as they feasted upon the flesh and flames, funneled the stolen essence back into the lunar eye. As the consumption continued, more figures began to populate the void.

Amara.

Cipher.

Zephirax.

Arkam.

Uriel.

The sovereigns of the other five Empyrean Worlds belonging to the Alliance, along with those from the Everstrife Empyrean World, arrived on the scene. Their expressions were filled with shock and wonder as they watched the Scarlet King successfully damage the Wall of Fire and Flesh—a feat none of them had ever managed.

For a full hour, the All-Devouring Eye continued its relentless feast.

Finally, Cain’s eyelids flickered.

He brought the process to a halt.

The tentacles slowly retreated. Even though that portion of the barrier had been thinned significantly, it persisted. Trying to pass through it at this stage remained a suicide mission.

While the observers feared the attempt had failed, Cain opened his eyes and beamed a brilliant smile. He extended his hand toward the wall and spoke a single command.

"Fire."

The All-Devouring Eye erupted with light as the accumulated energy it had drained was compressed into a single point—before being discharged as a colossal, scarlet beam of destruction.

The ray tore through the void and slammed into the Wall of Fire and Flesh with world-shaking power.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A titanic scarlet explosion illuminated the darkness, its shockwave traveling across the stars. Once the blinding light faded, the result was visible to all—

A massive breach had been torn through the Wall of Fire and Flesh.

Through the gap, the actual surface of the World of the Root was revealed.

The moment the soldiers saw it, they were gripped by intense revulsion. It was a grotesque mockery—a total desecration of what had once been a proud member of the Nine Empyrean Worlds.

Their very souls burned with a deep, ancestral hatred for this abomination.

This collective rage flowed straight into Cain through the medium of the Power of Chaos.

Without a moment's pause, he reached out his hand.

A Zero-State Spear materialized in his grip.

Entropy and Nihility fused perfectly within the weapon, amplified further by the Power of Chaos and the concentrated fury of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe's warriors.

"Stop!"

A voice booming with terrifying authority and might thundered from the depths of the World of the Root, directed at Cain.

The Scarlet King’s grin only grew wider.

With a burst of total strength, he launched the spear.

It impacted the world's surface—and exploded, shattering entire continents into dust.