The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1662

Chapter 1662: A perfect addition to my throne!
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!”

A cataclysmic explosion erupted across the skies above the Golden Star Kingdom’s capital. The blast was so immense it tore through the fabric of space itself, shattering entire kilometers of sky and creating vast rifts of collapsing reality.

To any observer, it would have seemed like a dying star—an ancient supernova collapsing after hundreds of millions of years.

But in truth, this devastation came not from a celestial phenomenon—but from the collision of a gauntlet and a halberd.

The Scarlet King and the Golden Star Crown Prince glared at each other through the blinding light. Their eyes burned, one with red flames of rage and the other with golden fire of divine judgment. The killing intent between them was almost physical, a suffocating force that pressed upon all who dared witness it.

The energy gathered between their clashing weapons grew denser and denser, compressing until it could no longer sustain itself—collapsing inward into a single, black dot of infinite gravity. A micro black hole began to form, threatening to devour the skies and both warriors along with it.

Fortunately for the continent, the Laws themselves reacted, reality bending to protect its own structure. The black hole imploded violently, releasing all the pent-up energy in a shockwave that shot both combatants in opposite directions.

Trails of blood traced arcs through the air as Cain and the Crown Prince were flung away like shooting stars.

Cain stabilized mid-air almost instantly, but his right arm—the one wielding the Shooting Star Dragon Halberd—trembled uncontrollably. It was a testament to the sheer force behind the Crown Prince’s blows.

“He’s a monster,” Cain thought, smiling despite the pain. “He had the potential to follow dual cultivation paths, but instead… he chose only one.”

The Crown Prince had focused all his strength into the Astral Rebirth Path of Power, pouring the full might of his soul and cultivation into refining his Rebirth Heart. It gave him absurd, brute power—lacking the finesse or mythical essence of higher laws, but more than enough to shatter the illusions of form and defense.

Cain, however, felt no fear. Quite the opposite. His eyes glimmered with manic excitement. His blood boiled with the thrill of a worthy challenge.

“You…” Cain whispered, raising his halberd as scarlet flames exploded around him, “…your soul will be a perfect addition to my throne!”

The Crown Prince’s gaze darkened. “And your skull will make a fine trophy for my castle.”

Two young titans—one clad in crimson madness, the other in golden divinity—lunged at each other again. Every clash between them unleashed thunderous explosions, each blow shaking the atmosphere. Their power spiraled higher and higher, creating rifts and bursts of energy with every collision.

Below, the battlefield froze.

Neither side dared move. Even the Gu Sect forces, who had held the upper hand thus far, remained perfectly still.

Pation, Lancer, and Karter could have overwhelmed Makiela and Arman easily at that moment—but none of them wished to risk the wrath of the Crown Prince. If he won… killing his wife and closest ally would surely invoke his divine fury. Not even they believed they could survive that.

“Sun Chariot Charge!”

The Crown Prince roared as his body ignited with golden light. He surged forward, leaving a trail of shattered space in his wake. Each step he took built momentum, divine pressure expanding with him, until he seemed an unstoppable celestial weapon ready to tear the world apart.

Cain’s eyes glowed in response.

“Stellar Obliteration March!”

His voice boomed as he matched the charge, his body swallowing streams of chaotic energy and converting them into unrelenting storm light. The air vibrated with tension as the two forces collided again and again.

“BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!”

With each clash, the shockwaves became more powerful, more overwhelming, and more difficult to contain. They fought higher and higher until the land could no longer contain their fury. Soon they were fighting on the border of the Void—the edge of the world.

The Crown Prince’s power surged with every hit. His divine energy was compounding, gathering momentum like a collapsing galaxy about to detonate.

But just as he prepared to unleash it all in a final blow, Cain’s eyes flared with the power of The Flow.

He saw the moment before it happened.

Dodging the decisive punch with precise grace, Cain twisted mid-air and positioned himself perfectly. Then, with pure wrath and elemental mastery, he unleashed a full-power strike—

A colossal arc of fire-shadow storm light, point-blank, into the Crown Prince’s chest.

“BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!”

The Crown Prince was sent hurtling through the skies, deeper into the Void. Cain smiled, satisfied at last. But his eyes widened a moment later.

“ARGHHHHHH!”

The Crown Prince’s roar split the heavens. The starlight that had consumed him shattered into fragments of gold and crimson, revealing his figure still alight with divine fury. Blood trickled down his face, but his armor remained untouched—intact, undented, and glowing.

“Solar Apex Slam!”

Without hesitation, the Crown Prince’s energy exploded outward. He descended like a falling god, his body shifting into a golden, celestial mass—a moon-sized meteor crashing from the sky.

He had become a golden moon blazing with divine might, thousands of kilometers across, radiating unbearable pressure.

Cain narrowed his eyes and roared back—

“Sundering Starstorm Cataclysm!”

He raised the halberd to the sky and his entire body morphed into a massive, astral dragon cloaked in solar stormfire. Its wings unfurled across the horizon as Cain’s draconic form burst forward to meet the incoming moon.

Down on the ground, the warriors of both factions held their breath. Every soldier, every cultivator—regardless of allegiance—watched the heavens in awe and terror. Their hearts pounded in their throats. All they could do was witness.

And then the two godly forces collided.

An explosion beyond mortal comprehension followed.

The astral dragon and the golden celestial moon clashed in a cataclysm that obliterated everything within millions of kilometers. Space rippled like water, time fractured, and energy storms rampaged in all directions.

And from within the explosion, the voices of Cain and the Golden Star Crown Prince thundered together—pure, absolute, united in warcry.

“LIBERACIÓN TOTAL!”