The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2542 Back to the Ninth Realm

Cain displayed a broad grin while floating high in the air, with the gigantic vault suspended over his palm.

After shattering all the seals that anchored it to the capital, the immense edifice started compressing itself to his command. Layers of spatial

compression folded inward until, in mere seconds, the colossal vault shrank down to the size of a tiny apple-resting flawlessly in his

hand.

Without delay, he tucked it away.

Only then did Cain raise his eyes.

His gaze scanned the area, locking onto the numerous concealed auras watching from a distance. Their presences brimmed with fury, jealousy, and avarice as they glared at the devastated capital and the prize that had just escaped their reach.

The instant Cain's eyes swept over them, those Royal Blutlinie cut off their spiritual senses and strengthened the barriers sealing their lairs.

Terror seized them.

They dreaded that the Scarlet King would launch yet another pursuit. "Hmph."

Cain let out a soft sneer before disappearing.

Luckily for them, he lacked the time to chase. Had he chosen otherwise, he would have consumed every living being in the Eighth Realm, reducing it to a desolate void.

Thirty minutes later, Cain arrived back at the toxic woodland.

He landed silently and assumed a meditation pose, his presence calming as he flicked his wrist. In an instant, a multitude of body refinement treasures materialized around him, hovering in the air like a starry cluster

of radiant artifacts.

Each emitted tremendous might.

Some held such value that even Peak Alpha Omega Overgods would stake their lives to claim them.

But for Cain-

They served only as appetizers.

The real treasure emerged afterward.

With a further gesture, he unleashed the purified Ancestor Drops he had gathered. They drifted before him, throbbing with thick, primordial energy.

Drawing in a profound breath, Cain commenced.

Harnessing the Power of Chaos and the Flow, he forged links between his Perfect Ancestor Drops and the suspended blood essences. Simultaneously, he connected his flesh and blood to the encircling treasures, forming an expansive web of energy channels.

All was set.

Cain shut his eyes.

And started cultivating.

The Power of Chaos and the Flow activated fiercely, drawing out every shred of energy, vitality, and essence from the treasures and Ancestor Drops. Nothing went to waste. All power got purified and funneled straight into Cain's body and core.

This method proved far superior to ordinary ingestion.

Quicker.

Purer.

Utterly flawless.

Hours became days, days stretched into weeks.

And moment by moment, Cain's strength surged.

His aura intensified. His physique honed itself sharper. His cultivation progressed relentlessly, nearing a fresh pinnacle.

At last-

As the third week neared its end-

Cain's eyes flew open.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

A horrifying blast of might exploded from his form.

The raw physical force he unleashed proved crushing. Toxic fumes were hurled skyward, only to halt frozen before touching the heavens. The atmosphere itself congealed. Foliage, debris, even the tiniest specks-all suspended motionless under the Quietus Force's dominion.

A crimson pillar of energy shot from Cain's body, stabbing upward like a godly lance.

It persisted for long minutes before slowly dissipating.

Quiet descended.

Cain's Ancestor Eye blazed with dazzling brilliance. His whole frame quivered-not from frailty, but from the torrent of might flooding through it.

A triumphant grin stretched across his features.

He lifted his fist and gripped it tight.

A shockwave erupted outward, flinging close trees into the air-only for them to hang frozen, held by his dominion.

"My cultivation has reached the Late Alpha Omega Overgod Rank," Cain murmured softly. "And my body has stepped into the Peak Stage."

The gains were staggering.

Still, Cain stayed composed.

He knew stabilizing such power demanded time. Forcing more through devouring wasn't viable right now.

Gradually, his thrill subsided.

He looked within, examining his Primordial Essence.

A subtle, wistful smile touched his lips.

"It has surpassed the lower boundary of the Late Rank... it's nearing

the peak."

He breathed out.

"This should have been enough to return home."

As those words escaped him, icy resolve flashed in his

eyes.

His stare turned to the seal lodged in his chest. Every deed in Paradise-every clash, every merciless choice, every drop of blood shed-served one goal:

To go back home.

And now-

That way stood barred.

Killing intent blazed inside him, raging like wildfire.

Yet Cain reined it in.

No space for diversions.

Instead, he directed his gaze to the Eighth Realm's sky.

The second his inner energy settled, he acted.

He rocketed upward like a shooting star.

Within mere seconds, he tore through the firmament, soaring past the

azure skies toward the upper realms. The weight of the laws grew heavier with each meter ascended, pressing down with inconceivable might.

Typical ArchDeities would have been utterly obliterated.

Yet Cain forged ahead relentlessly.

Shortly-

He arrived at the Realm Barrier.

Via the Flow, he located its frailest section. Naturally, "weak"

was purely relative. Even in its feeblest state, the barrier outmatched

a Limit Alpha Omega Overgod Treasure.

Previously, breaching it demanded the united might of the Dark Blood King

alongside two other king-tier beings. Cain, though, had evolved far beyond that.

His gauntlet shifted into a colossal cannon.

At his back, the Wings of Chaos blazed brightly, channeling the Universe Matrix's power. Energy amassed swiftly, white plasma fusing with cosmic energies as the area near the cannon started warping.

Power coalesced.

Compressed.

Stabilized.

Then-

Cain bellowed.

"Chaos of Destruction: Final Blast!"

An enormous beam of white plasma surged outward.

It slammed into the Realm Barrier-

And ruptured straight through.

The explosion bored a pathway through the ostensibly invincible shield,

with Quietus Force encasing the rims to ensure stability. The beam charged onward undiminished, breaching the divide between realms in a flash.

Distant regions-

Inside the Ninth Realm-

The ground quaked fiercely.

A dazzling streak of white plasma erupted across the heavens, jolting the

skies to their core.

All powerhouses whipped their gazes toward it.

Shock.

Bewilderment.

Awe.

They all pondered one question-

What sort of being could wield such devastating force? And then-

The answer materialized.