The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1504

Chapter 1504: Consuming Peak Divine Transcendence’s Inner Worlds Chapter 1504: Consuming Peak Divine Transcendence’s Inner Worlds Cain exhaled raggedly, each breath searing his lungs.

The burning sensation in his chest made him grit his teeth, but beneath the overwhelming exhaustion and the depletion of his energy reserves, he felt a surge of triumph.

Slowly, he surveyed the dome and saw Diamon and the other top-tier combatants sprawled across the floor, ceiling, and walls.

They were still alive-albeit barely-but so wounded that most had slipped into comas or were too broken to resist further.

With the battle finally at an end, Cain was free to turn his focus inward.

Shutting his eyes, he activated the Concept of Life, feeling its restorative forces begin to stabilize his raging energies and repair his battered physique.

Even if this was a slow process, he had little reason to worry that Diamon or anyone else might suddenly recover.

The dome remained a crucible of scorching radiation seeping from the Sky Sovereign’s corpse-enough to steadily gnaw at their already grievous wounds.

After about fifteen minutes of silent recuperation, Cain opened his eyes.

While not fully healed, he had regained sufficient strength to finish off Diamon and the other surviving warriors from Lady Azure’s faction and the Night Prince’s team.

Rising from his meditative stance, he moved purposefully toward the most critically injured among them: the Anima Machinarium warrior whom Cain had skewered with the Spear of Doom earlier, severing his spine.

The Anima lay on the ground, no longer breathing in any conventional sense, a metallic fluid mingling with blood around his motionless frame.

Yet, due to the extraordinary vitality of a Peak Divine Transcendence cultivator, the man’s body still clung stubbornly to life-he might persist in this half-dead condition for hours, maybe days.  Without ceremony, Cain grasped the Anima by the neck with his right hand.

His left hand began to glow with combined Space-Time Law energies and a subtle wave attuned directly to the Anima’s energetic signature, courtesy of the Flow.

Cain’s left hand jabbed sharply into the Anima’s lower abdomen when he felt the resonance align.

A moment later, it withdrew, clutching a glowing gem-an Inner World.

In normal circumstances, an Inner World would collapse after its owner died, unraveling into a blast of raw energy.

Even if somehow extracted while the cultivator still clung to life, it would quickly lose its connection to the cultivator’s Soul Force and mental power, dissolving in a lethal explosion.

But Cain’s mastery of Space-Time Laws, combined with the subtle manipulations of the Flow, allowed him to briefly stabilize the gem in his hand.

A cold smile tugged at Cain’s lips as he peered at the bleeding Inner World.

Without a second thought, he sent it into his own Inner World.

“RUMBLE!” The instant the Anima’s Inner World appeared inside Cain’s dimension, Cain shuddered.

Although his Inner World was remarkably powerful and stable for someone at his Rank, it still risked being destabilized by the radiation of a Peak Divine Transcendence Inner World.

Moreover, without Cain’s fine control, the captured Inner World could detonate and devastate his own Sacred Organ.

Fortunately, none of that posed an insurmountable threat.

Even before the gem could become truly volatile, the World Tree Sapling took hold of it.

Vines and roots ensnared the alien Inner World, devouring it with ravenous vigor.

“Hahahaha, success!” Cain let out a short laugh as he watched the sapling hungrily feed on the Anima’s Inner World, extracting its cosmic essence.

He had long needed to nurture the World Tree Sapling, typically by offering it potent treasures imbued with high-level Law energies-treasures that had to at least approach the Divine Transcendence standard.

After much deliberation, Cain had concluded that few resources were purer or more saturated with Law insights than another cultivator’s Inner World.

Indeed, the sapling greedily consumed this gift, growing marginally stronger with each passing second.

Still, Cain’s attention snapped back to the Anima’s twitching body.

Deprived of its Inner World-the core of his cultivation and soul force-what remained of the man’s life force was collapsing in on itself.

Within minutes, he would succumb.

But Cain still had one more use for this broken enemy.

Exhaling slowly, Cain shifted the focus of his power.

The swirling cosmic aura around him receded, replaced by a rising, malevolent heat.

A single, monstrous eye appeared on his forehead, supplanting the Royal Supernova Space-Time Eye.

The slit pupil glowed with a ferocious, crimson intensity.

Through the Eye of Gluttony, Cain connected to the dying Anima’s Soul Dimension, creating an opening for Leviathan to invade and devour the man’s Alter-Ego.

Silence hung in the air, broken only by the faint crackle of the dome’s remaining fires.

The Anima’s frame quivered as though seized by an invisible predator.

His eyes flickered; his lips tried to form sounds.

Then, abruptly, all resistance vanished.

His gaze dulled, and the mechanical segments of his body ground to a halt.

In that same heartbeat, the hellish fire in Cain’s borrowed eye flared brighter, a sign that Leviathan had completed its consumption of the Anima’s Alter-Ego.

Traces of the man’s life force and lingering energy were also consumed, leaving only a pile of inert metallic dust where an advanced warrior once lay.

A triumphant grin curled across Cain’s face as the wave of stolen memories and life experiences rushed into his consciousness.

The devoured Anima’s insights into the Laws, combined with the fragments of energy gleaned by the World Tree Sapling, left Cain feeling momentarily euphoric.

Though tempted to relish this sense of renewed vigor, Cain remained methodical.

Wiping the leftover metallic dust from his hands, he waved his hand, summoning Elrick’s unconscious figure from his spatial storage.

The once-proud Godslayer Human lay limp, barely clinging to life, a testament to the severity of his wounds.

His chest bore a gaping hole where Cain had run him through, and his breathing was dangerously shallow.  “Time to finish some unfinished business,” Cain murmured.

His left hand began to glow once more, swirling with Space-Time Laws and a subtle manipulation of the Flow keyed specifically to Elrick’s unique energy signature.