The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2376 The Immortal Knight's success

The breach in the Wall of Fire and Flesh at last sealed shut, isolating the battlefield from the emptiness beyond. Still, the vision of those Root Dragons stayed etched deeply in the minds of the fighters from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. Just their mere appearance had felt crushing—

beings with might so immense that one blow from them could end any warrior there.

And the most frustrating part was their inability to even catch a glimpse of the figure who had set loose such terrifying creatures.

The air hung heavy with unresolved strain.

Before panic or uncertainty could settle in, Cain pivoted to confront the assembled troops. Injuries marred his form, his vitality almost exhausted, and his healing process struggled to keep up. Despite this, the presence he projected demanded instant focus and admiration.

"The enemy is stronger," Cain stated steadily, his tone steady and resolute. "There is no denying that."

The soldiers tensed up, their stares locked on him.

"But they only dared to reveal themselves now," he went on, his eyes intensifying. "And that alone proves their limitations."

A flicker of inspiration sparked.

At once, the fighters' gazes lit up, faint grins starting to form on their lips while they nodded along. The Scarlet King's statement struck a profound chord within them.

"It doesn't matter how many challenges they throw at us," Cain proclaimed. "We will succeed. And today, we celebrate our first major victory—because we destroyed the surface of the enemy's world!"

The Scarlet King thrust his fist upward.

The response detonated like thunder.

Cheers of victory boomed out as the warriors roared with laughter, yelled in joy, and clashed their arms against each other, thrill overriding their weariness. Shattering the First Layer of the World of the Root went beyond mere symbolism—it showed that the foe could be hurt, that triumph was possible.

Witnessing the boost in spirits, a seldom-seen, content grin crossed the Scarlet King's features.

Success had to seem tangible. Faith held as much importance as raw strength. That very faith had propelled the soldiers to expend their energies without pause and crumble the base of a rival realm.

"Rest for now," Cain ordered. "We will strike again soon. And together, we will burn this disease from our universe."

Icy ferocity gleamed in his stare—and it reflected flawlessly in the looks of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance's fighters. Their loathing for the Root grew fiercer, yet their assurance swelled just as much.

Without hesitation, Cain broke up the forces, directing them to retreat for recuperation. Then, pausing not a moment, he headed straight for the Everstrife Empyrean World.

As soon as he entered the throne chamber and was by himself, Cain crumpled to the floor.

His power was utterly spent.

The conflict had raged with unimaginable ferocity. Compelling the Gate of Babylon to detonate had stretched him to the brink, inflicting grave wounds inside—wounds that even the Samsara Immortal Body couldn't mend right away.

Luckily, inside the Scarlet Crown, Ao and Aioro swiftly called forth the life essence and powers of the Everstrife Empyrean World, directing them into Cain's flesh and spirit. Flows of vital energy poured in without stop, gradually mending his broken state.

Minxet's gaze tightened while he watched the constant influx of vital energy entering the throne room each passing day. A mixed look passed over his features as he grasped the full scope of harm the Scarlet King had endured.

He couldn't offer any immediate help.

Thus, he turned to his responsibilities.

Advancing a step, Minxet locked eyes on the five Prima Deities arrayed in front of him.

"You five have succeeded in all your trials," he declared flatly. "You have demonstrated outstanding talent, battle strength, and wisdom."

He halted, shifting his focus to the figure at the middle.

"Especially you, Conor. Your battlefield tactics and mental resilience under pressure are admirable."

The other Prima Deities displayed no jealousy or bitterness. Rather, they inclined their heads with genuine grins. Conor's showing had been remarkable.

"I am honored by your words, Chief Counselor," Conor answered, inclining his head in respect. "My only wish is to grow powerful enough to stand beside our warriors against the dangers of the universe." Determination flared in his eyes. Loyalty and bravery emanated from his essence—so intensely that Minxet sensed a surge of admiration. Naturally, this brave fighter was none other than Sozing, the Immortal Knight of the Tenth Empyrean World.

It had required tremendous work, but Sozing had crafted a believable backstory for himself. He had formed connections with countless people in the Everstrife Empyrean World, gained entry to the Crown Tournament, and climbed to rank among the elite five combatants.

"Here are your rewards," Minxet declared.

With a flick of his wrist, space rings soared to each of the Prima

Deities. When they examined what lay within, their stares grew wide with wonder

and thrill over the ArchDeity Treasures contained there.

To a figure like Sozing, the goods weren't all that special—but his performance was flawless. Astonishment and eagerness

manifested perfectly on his countenance.

"You also have a residence within the Scarlet Crown," Minxet

went on. "And access to all its facilities."

With that, Minxet sent them away.

The five Prima Deities pressed their fists together and bent low before

leaving the hall. As they took in the splendor of the Scarlet Crown—their new abode—they experienced a blend of honor and awe. Here dwelt the supreme beings of the Scarlet Kingdom. The territory of the Scarlet King himself—the mightiest being in the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance.

Sozing shared a brief exchange with the others prior to heading off by himself.

He strolled steadily along the paths, acting just like one dazzled by an unfamiliar realm ought to. His stance was at ease, his face showing interest.

Yet within his thoughts, ideas churned wildly.

"Those three warriors..." Sozing mused darkly. "They are a

completely new obstacle in my path."

Markin had already told him about all that transpired in

the last incursion.

"They wield power rivaling Alpha-Omega Overgods," he mused inwardly. "And they fight as if their lives are meaningless."

The circumstances grew ever more perilous.

Still, Sozing's determination solidified.

No matter the obstacles.

No matter the risks.

The Immortal Knight would succeed.