The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2548 Eternum Sun

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Previously on The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order...
Cain found himself trapped once more in the intensified Ancestor Domain of the Dark Blood King, an absolute void suppressing his senses while empowering his foes. Using the Power of Chaos and the Flow, he brutally dispatched waves of desperate Royal Blutlinie cannon fodder. As the domain's draining emptiness weakened him, hidden elites—Generals Faust and Averus, Heartcream King, and Evernight Queen—struck decisively, with the Dark Blood King charging for the kill. Cain responded by activating his own Ancestor Domain.

"Ancestor Doman!"

Just as the Scarlet King uttered those words, the Domain of Emptiness started quaking violently. A torrent of immense power exploded from his heart, abruptly stopping the Alpha Omega Overgods who were charging straight at him.

The Royal Blutlinie beneath the Late Alpha Omega Overgod Rank stiffened on the spot, their forms frozen mid-stride. The mightier ones barely managed to inch along, as though wading through a vast ocean of thick mercury.

Just one silhouette stood defiant.

The Dark Blood King.

Fueled by his personal Ancestor Domain, he battled onward, yet the intensifying pressure bore down on him heavily. Terror flashed in his widened eyes while his instincts shrieked warnings, begging him to halt the impending catastrophe.

"DIE!" The Dark King bellowed, unleashing every ounce of his power as he harnessed space-time to propel himself forward at astonishing velocity, his palm thrusting straight for Cain's chest to shatter his heart in one devastating blow.

"Eternum Sun."

The Dark Blood King hovered mere instants from delivering his strike when Cain pronounced those two words.

In that very moment, the world transformed utterly.

A brand-new Ancestor Domain burst into being, seamlessly overpowering Emptiness Unbound.

Cain sank to one knee for a fleeting second, his frame shuddering beneath the colossal burden. His vision blurred as a wave of debilitating fatigue surged through him, on the verge of claiming his awareness.

It was a perilous wager.

Through entrapment in a rival's domain and forcing his abilities past their breaking point, the Scarlet King at last unlocked the secrets of Null Eternum and domain formation.

Even as a mere Late Alpha Omega Overgod, he had ignited his own Ancestor Domain. However, despite possessing a Perfect Ancestor Drop, a physique at Peak Alpha Omega Overgod Rank, and a Sacred Treasure boosting his life force to the Fourth Realm, the toll on his energy proved devastating.

Yet the outcome proved undeniable.

Moments later, Cain regulated his breaths and lifted his eyes to survey the scene around him.

The suffocating gloom evaporated, supplanted by a far more horrifying sight.

A colossal gray sun dominated the domain's heart, emanating a chilling, domineering aura. Sinister vein-like filaments protruded from it, weaving across the heavens and lending the realm a shattered, visceral quality. The capital, previously swallowed by Emptiness Unbound, now resided fully within this fresh domain, its edges stretching beyond even the Dark Blood King's former reach.

All motion had ceased.

Shards of stone and rubble lingered suspended in the void, as though time stood eternally still. Countless beings—fighters, inhabitants, mighty figures alike—remained petrified, their flesh tinted gray beneath the Eternum Sun's spectral glow. The domain's vastness boggled the mind; it transcended a mere arena, forming a timeless realm devoid of vitality and stir.

Even the flow of energy had ground to a halt.

Cain peered down to spot the Dark Blood King's hand, suspended a mere centimeter from his torso. The swirling essence of Emptiness

encircling it had likewise frozen, locked in perfect immobility. The warrior's form had grayed completely, though a spark of consciousness lingered in his gaze.

"Are you still there?" Cain inquired, a subtle grin forming as he drew nearer.

"It seems your Ancestor Drop lets your mind hold onto certain thoughts. I'm not sure if that's a blessing or a curse. The rift between your thoughts and your body must feel excruciating. You might even sense every moment stretching into a century."

Even as he voiced this, a subtle shiver ran through Cain himself.

"Ancestor Domains are truly terrifying."

A subtle change crossed his features upon detecting shifts in the surroundings. The chill deepened swiftly, enough to make any Alpha Omega Overgod's blood thicken and slow.

"Heat arises from particle motion," he whispered. "When everything stops moving, heat naturally fades away. That will disrupt bodily chemical processes too."

He halted for a beat, pondering the consequences.

"Even if I dispel the domain, those under Archdeity Rank will perish immediately. Their forms and souls will stay locked in unrecoverable frost.

"

No trace of worry colored his tone. He had long accepted this fate; he planned no survivors anyway.

Right now, the priority lay in honing his mastery over this newfound might.

Conditions soon worsened dramatically.

Structures dissolved into oblivion. Flesh began breaking apart. Not even Archdeities escaped unscathed. The decay started gradual but surged ahead, dismantling reality at its core.

Cain watched with keen attention until he reached a firm conclusion.

"When particles are forced into a state of absolute stillness, atomic structures collapse. Matter itself ceases to hold together. This is the ultimate expression of Quietus Force."

Excitement flared in his gaze while he balled his fists tightly.

"The absolute end of all things."

Still, he refused to let that thrill obscure his clear thinking.

Lifting his hand, Cain called forth innumerable crimson threads that extended outward in all directions. With the fused might of Karma and Chaos, he linked to the myriad perishing beings inside the domain. Bit by bit, he started reaping their Ancestor

Drops and souls.

In ordinary situations, this feat would prove utterly impossible. A lone Prima Deity resisting would trigger a brutal backlash. Yet inside this domain, any resistance held no meaning. They were unable to move, ponder, or even respond.

Their very existence was drawing to a close.

Flows of energy, blood, and soul essence converged over Cain's

hand, shaping a colossal sky-blue orb laced with scarlet streaks. Millions of lives got compressed into that one orb, throbbing with

unfathomable might.

Beneath, the hollow remnants of their bodies broke down entirely, the material that once formed them dissolving into

nothingness.

In a simple gesture, Cain sealed it all away in a spatial treasure.

At last, he directed his focus back toward the Dark Blood King.