The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2495 Nirvana Heart

Seeing the shock and awe plastered across the Nirvana Crown Prince's face, Cain nearly erupted in laughter.

In truth, Cain hadn't grasped the principles of life and death to such an outrageous degree that he could dominate the Rebirth Flame within seconds. Thanks to the Ocean of the Blood Sun's power, the Omens of Life and Death had developed within him, but nowhere near that incredible extent.

His achievement came from a far simpler source.

Rebirth forces, alongside the Asura Form and the Flow, had been familiar to him since childhood, starting from the Rebirth Mark in the Samsara Arsenal Module. Though replication eluded him, Cain always strove to comprehend their core principles and underlying forces, particularly after completing a runic set to create the Samsara Runic Set and obtain the Samsara Immortal Body.

That power's principles eclipsed the Third Realm's boundaries, leaving the Nirvana Crown Prince's Rebirth Flame woefully inadequate.

Thus, even though Cain managed to etch only some rudimentary

principles and rules of the Samsara Immortal Body into his Primordial Essence, it proved sufficient to wrest control from the flames of the Peak Alpha Omega Overgod looming before him.

Naturally, Cain had zero desire to spell any of this out.

The core aim of his Red King guise was to instill bewilderment and fear among everyone in the

stronghold. The Nirvana Crown Prince's expression proved his flawless victory.

Still, a Royal Blutlinie—above all one from a realm's supreme hierarchy—should never be taken lightly.

Suddenly, the Nirvana Crown Prince pulled back his flames. His Ancestor Eye flared while the Ancestor Drop inside surged with mounting strength. Seals took shape in his hands, as crushing pressure started condensing around him.

Instantly spotting this, Cain's gaze turned razor-sharp.

The Nirvana Crown Prince lacked raw physical might, and though his flames posed a threat, Cain possessed counters for them. But the Ancestor Domain changed everything entirely.

For starters, its precise impacts and suppressive forces remained a total mystery to him.

Under the Dark Blood King's Ancestor Domain, every sense of Cain's had been utterly severed. Someone standing directly behind wouldn't have registered at all.

Admittedly, Cain had surged in strength over recent years, yet he couldn't confidently face a Fourth Realm force directly—or expect to emerge alive. Still, bowing down to ease tensions would prove foolish, dismantling the intimidating persona he'd meticulously built in the Nirvana Crown Prince's mind.

Fortuitously, Cain had anticipated this exact scenario.

Ere matters worsened, he flicked his wrist nonchalantly, summoning a fragment of chest armor.

It appeared entirely plain.

But the instant the Nirvana Crown Prince laid eyes on it, his pupils dilated, and his aura stalled momentarily.

Countless notions swirled in his head as he examined the fragment with intense focus. His eyes narrowed keenly, scrutinizing every detail, before he spoke in a grave tone.

"Is that... a fragment from the Eternal Soul Kingdom arsenal?"

Having battled Sharka numerous times amid warfare, he was aware the Eternal Soul King's armor lacked one part.

Cain eyed the Nirvana Crown Prince briefly, giving a subtle nod—then promptly shaking his head.

"This doesn't belong to the Eternal Soul Kingdom," Cain stated evenly. "It is mine. And it can be yours."

The Nirvana Crown Prince glared at Cain, fists gripping fiercely. Chaos reigned in his thoughts; he genuinely didn't know how to proceed.

The Red King had invaded his stronghold, overpowered his subordinates, and boldly claimed his throne. Now, this intruder unveiled the actual intent fueling the clash.

Merely one fragment, but delivering it back to the Seventh Realm would elevate him to

hero status.

The cause was straightforward.

It would shatter the collection Sharka sought to assemble.

Devoid of every piece strewn across the Eight Realm, Sharka's prospects for any victory whatsoever over the Seventh Realm would plummet to near zero.

Intense craving ignited in the Nirvana Crown Prince's eyes as the

lure intensified.

Nothing burned in him more than snatching that chest armor fragment and racing straight to the Seventh Realm.

Yet multiple factors rendered that unattainable.

Above all, piercing the Realm Barrier lay beyond his reach.

Several prolonged seconds of quiet passed before he let out a deep sigh.

A casual hand gesture conjured a chair, and he settled into it gradually,

face etched with gravity.

"What do you want?" he demanded.

The very instant those words hit Cain's ears, a sly smile crept onto his lips.

Events unfolded precisely to his blueprint.

Even so, he kept his defenses firm.

"I want something you call the Nirvana Heart."

"YOU!"

The Nirvana Crown Prince nearly vaulted from his seat upon hearing

those words.

"How do you even know about it?!"

The Nirvana Heart Cain referenced stood as one of the Immortal Nirvana Kingdom's supreme treasures.

Crafting it demanded vast resources—and far more lives. For that reason, it ranked as the ultimate ace. A bearer of the Immortal Nirvana King's bloodline could reclaim peak condition even teetering on death's edge. With war's nonstop perils, this priceless gem might one day preserve the Nirvana Crown Prince's life.