The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1158

Chapter 1158: Back to the Commerce Association (I) Chapter 1158: Back to the Commerce Association (I) The attack on Mount Oblivion sent shockwaves across the South Coast.

No one knew where the dragon cloaked in shadows had come from, but it was evident that the creature was extremely powerful, having killed one of the strongest powerhouses of the South Coast Alliance.

Legends were mobilized as the major powers of the South Coast Alliance sought answers and attempted to track the enemy, but none succeeded.

The shadow dragon had vanished without a trace.

Of course, the lack of results in their search wasn’t just due to the dragon’s elusive nature.

While many sought the mysterious dragon, others turned their attention to Mount Oblivion.

With Ophiron gone, there was no longer a powerful guardian to protect the mountain, and greedy factions quickly vied for control over the valuable territory.

Chaos erupted within the once-peaceful sect as opportunistic powerhouses made their moves, seizing the chance to take control.

Meanwhile, more than five hundred kilometers from the mountain, Cain lay in a profound sleep deep inside a cave.

His dragonborn form was concealed by shadows that covered the entrance, rendering him invisible to anyone who might pass by and alerting him in case anyone came too close.

Cain had been recovering from the intense backlash of using both the Oniric Truth of Gluttony and the Oniric Truth of Wrath in his battle with Ophiron.

The scarlet dragonborn remained in deep slumber for an entire week, his body and soul slowly healing.

When Cain finally opened his eyes, they gleamed with sharp awareness.

His body had mostly recovered, though his soul was still stabilizing from the strain.

The scarlet dragonborn took a deep breath as he rose from the ground, assessing the state of his body and black hole.

A small smile formed on Cain’s face as he realized he could fight again, though he would avoid summoning the power of the Oniric Truths for the time being unless he wanted to risk falling into a deep coma, which could mean death in enemy territory.

Satisfied with his condition, Cain extended his senses, carefully probing the surroundings with his soul force.

When he found no signs of life nearby, he relaxed.

“I thought there would be scouts in the area,” Cain murmured, slightly surprised by the lack of surveillance.

Of course, he had no way of knowing about the chaos that had engulfed Mount Oblivion, nor did he care.

He had no interest in the fate of the monks.

Cain could have consumed the remaining monks after emerging from the glass dome dimension, which would have accelerated his recovery.

But he had chosen against it.

Killing Ophiron served a purpose-to grow stronger and to gain the tools needed to take down the South Coast Alliance.

But slaughtering the entire cult?

That would have been excessive, and Cain wasn’t interested in drawing unnecessary attention.

Besides, there were other factions in the South Coast Alliance that had directly wronged him, and he was more than happy to turn his attention to them.

Cain’s eyes focused on the distance, his thoughts turning to one of the cornerstones of the South Coast Alliance’s power, a faction known for its wealth and treasures, the Commerce Association.

However, before moving against them, Cain carefully sifted through Ophiron’s memories.

The life of the battle monk had been fascinating.

Ophiron had risen from one of the myriad islands surrounding the Sea of Wonder, starting as a simple warrior and eventually becoming a powerful master, killing countless enemies along the way.

He became a Legend over four hundred years ago and reached the Stellar Abyss Rank shortly after, but tragedy struck during an expedition, and all his comrades perished.

After that, Ophiron renounced bloodshed, choosing the path of Buddhism and peace.

While Ophiron’s life story was interesting, Cain focused on what he could learn about the South Coast Alliance and its internal workings.

Despite living a life of peace for the last hundred years, Ophiron had kept a close eye on the South Coast’s moves, giving Cain valuable insight.

Once he had finished reviewing the memories, Cain shifted his attention to his black hole, focusing on the new addition.

A wide smile spread across his face as he examined the sky-blue, golden sphere that had formed.

According to Ophiron’s memories, his Legendary Innate Ability was called Glass Dome.

It allowed the user to control an alternate dimension in the form of a glass dome.

You could either enter it alone or forcibly transport others inside, and the dome’s endurance was strong enough to withstand battles between Stellar Abyss Legends.

With his preparations complete, Cain retracted the shadows covering the cave back into his body.

He then used the Pyramid of Shadows to enter the Shadow Realm, moving undetected.

Exiting the cave, he transformed into his full dragon form, his massive wings spreading as his sharp eyes gazed into the distance.

“The Commerce Association is about fifteen days’ flight in that direction, but…” Cain paused, a cold light flashing in his eyes as he reviewed Ophiron’s memories once more.

“There are some people I need to visit on the way.

I suppose it will take a little longer.”  With that, Cain soared into the sky, his powerful form disappearing into the shadows as he flew toward his next destination.

— A middle-aged Sky Lord walked confidently through the bustling streets of a small city.

His name was Martin, a known criminal who wielded significant influence within these territories.

His sharp, arrogant gaze swept across the marketplace, where common folk hurried about their business, too fearful to meet his eyes.

Despite his reputation as a criminal, Martin never hid his face.

Why would he?

He controlled the city, his power and connections granting him immunity from any form of retribution.  Or at least, that’s what Martin thought.

Suddenly, as his boot touched the cobblestone street, a mass of shadows swirled beneath his feet.

He stopped, startled, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

Before he could even shout for help, the shadows rose like a dark tide, covering his body from head to toe.

In an instant, the Sky Lord was pulled into the inky depths, vanishing from the street without a trace.

It happened so fast that not a single soul in the busy marketplace noticed his disappearance.

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