The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1695

Chapter 1695: Proto-Law
Although immense excitement surged through Cain’s heart, he quickly subdued it, forcing himself back into a state of sharp, unwavering focus. He knew perfectly well that he couldn’t afford to get complacent—not now, when maintaining his cover as Jarkal was more crucial than ever.

The Prima Deities had grudgingly accepted his weakened state earlier, believing it was due to his fierce battle with the Scarlet King. But Cain knew all too well: that excuse would never withstand scrutiny a second time.

It was paramount that he raised his power swiftly, reaching a level where he could flawlessly imitate not only Jarkal’s outward appearance but also his unique fighting style and formidable strength. Fortunately, Cain already had the path clearly set before him.

“It’s time for my Laws to reach the Fifth Realm,” Cain murmured softly, determination etched deeply into every word. “It’s time to harness the Force of Origin.”

Driven by an unyielding will, Cain moved decisively through the skies, quickly reaching the imposing structure known as the Volcano Tree. Its fiery aura resonated deeply with the Laws of Fire and Shadow—the very Laws that had formed the foundation of Jarkal’s profound cultivation.

Without sparing a glance or a single word for the inhabitants of the colossal tree-city, Cain slipped silently into Jarkal’s private cultivation chamber.

Once safely sealed within, he confirmed no prying eyes or lingering gazes could observe his actions. He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and vanished from sight, instantly reappearing high in the boundless sky of the [Samsara Arsenal Module]’s Second Level.

When it came to training, no place could surpass the [Samsara Arsenal Module]. Its atmosphere alone contained a dense Soul Enlightenment Mist that could sharpen the mind and elevate the cultivator’s comprehension to profound heights.

Cain inhaled deeply, allowing the mystical mist to saturate his lungs, instantly raising his consciousness to an extraordinary level of clarity and insight. He adopted a meditative stance, closed his eyes, and let his mind soar.

Many reasons had driven Cain to target Jarkal, but none were as significant as Jarkal’s mastery of Fire and Shadow—the very Laws that resonated most profoundly with Cain’s Shooting Star Dragon Dual Cultivation Technique.

Cain had already cultivated these Laws to exceptional heights. However, after absorbing Jarkal’s Inner Universe through the World Tree, and consuming his soul and ego through the Scarlet Throne, Cain was uniquely positioned to finally surpass the threshold of Law Embodiment.

“The Fifth Realm of Law Comprehension is not about merely understanding or embodying Laws,” Cain reminded himself carefully. “It is called Law Creation.”

While in this state of absolute enlightenment, Cain meticulously examined the principles of the next realm he sought, methodically clarifying every nuance and complexity that lay ahead.

“In this stage,” Cain whispered softly, each word echoing within his expanded consciousness, “cultivators transcend mere embodiment. They step completely outside the pre-existing framework of natural Laws. They no longer harmonize with cosmic principles—instead, they create new realities through raw willpower, origin force, and their own self-defined essence.”

These thoughts resonated deeply in Cain’s consciousness, illuminating his path forward. Already, every atom in Cain’s body had been nurtured and transformed by the Law of Fire, making him a true extension of it. He was capable of wielding catastrophic flames that could incinerate virtually anything not specifically shielded by other powerful cosmic forces.

Yet, as powerful as embodying a Law could be, it ultimately had limits—limits tied explicitly to the Prima Deity Rank. To surpass that boundary, cultivators needed a power greater and more primal than the Laws of the universe themselves. Since no such force naturally existed, the cultivator had no choice but to forge it personally.

“Laws are not the peak,” Cain affirmed within himself. “They are simply the rules of a grand cosmic game. But a true Forger of Origin creates new games entirely—new meanings, new frameworks for reality itself.”

As Cain focused on the Law of Fire, his comprehension reached near-absolute clarity, unraveling every nuance and subtlety of its cosmic impact. Yet, to ascend further, he needed to venture deeper still, stepping back before the Law’s very formation, into the primal substance from which Laws themselves were born.

“The Chaos before the Law,” Cain whispered reverently.

Immediately, the Law of Fire manifested vividly in Cain’s inner world, appearing as an immense ocean of blazing flames. This endless inferno consumed entire worlds and galaxies, a colossal force symbolizing the primordial, destructive power of fire.

With extraordinary precision and care, Cain began meticulously stripping away the Law’s essence and cosmic nature, peeling away its layers one by one. For any other cultivator—even among the Prima Deities—such a task would have required hundreds, if not thousands, of years, despite immense talent and perseverance.

Yet Cain, armed with unparalleled natural insight and guided by Jarkal’s absorbed comprehension, proceeded thousands of times faster. He expertly dissected and deconstructed the Law of Fire, layer by layer, concept by concept, until finally, all that remained was a single, astonishing dot—a seed of pure, primordial flame.

“Beautiful,” Cain gasped softly, a rare moment of pure awe escaping his lips.

This primal seed was indeed majestic—far more astonishing than even the Astral Supremacy Stars he had encountered so far. Yet, Cain swiftly regained focus, aware that his work was not yet complete. This was only the foundation; he needed to reshape this Chaos Seed into his own Proto-Law, something entirely new.

“Now that I have grasped the Chaos before the Law of Fire, I must rewrite it, crafting my own unique reality. I must forge my Proto-Law,” Cain stated resolutely.

New versions of the Law of Fire surged through his mind, each reflecting his innermost essence. Initially, one thought quickly crystallized:

“Hunger. Fire eternally seeks to consume—it never stops unless starved.”

Given Cain’s own devouring nature, this path initially seemed natural. Yet he shook his head, dismissing the idea after careful consideration. His Inner Universe already possessed a formidable devouring path through the World Tree. Sacrificing the inherent force of the Law of Fire for merely marginal improvements felt wasteful.

Cain continued probing deeper, searching patiently until finally, the perfect concept emerged. This one resonated flawlessly with the ultimate goal he held for his body residing within the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.

“True fire does not merely destroy,” Cain whispered firmly, eyes blazing with conviction. “It tempers. It refines. It transforms. Fire takes the weak and makes them strong; it turns the strong into the indestructible!”