The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1732

Chapter 1732: A enemy from beyond Everstrife Empyrean World!
Thanks to the combination of Blood Burst and Sixth Gear, Cain’s speed had reached such an incomprehensible level that in less than an hour he had not only escaped the Endlessdeath Continent but had left the landmass entirely.

Now, he hovered above a vast, seemingly endless ocean—its surface shimmering under the starlit sky like liquid obsidian.

Without hesitation, Cain plummeted into the deep waters. As he descended, he released his Primordial Aura, allowing it to blend with the elemental energy of the surrounding water. This camouflage helped conceal his presence even from the most sensitive detection techniques.

Cain sank deeper and deeper until finally reaching the ocean floor, a silent and sacred place untouched by time.

Only once he had reached the seabed did Cain allow himself to relax. He deactivated Sixth Gear, and immediately, his body trembled violently. Blood poured from countless wounds, his skin cracked, and every muscle seemed to scream in agony. Even with the resilience of his Pseudo-Immortal Body, the damage was far too great—so much so that his heart stopped!

Cain’s vision blurred. Every breath was agony, every second an eternity. His lungs burned with suffocating pressure, his soul fluttering on the edge of unconsciousness.

But just before the darkness could claim him completely, Cain summoned his final gambit.

With a trembling hand, he produced a small, flickering flame that shimmered with thirty-seven distinct colors.

Cain pressed the flame against his chest.

Immediately, the ocean stirred. From the seabed and the heavens above, titanic streams of World Energy flooded into his body. The convergence was nothing short of cosmic.

Despite his fractured consciousness, Cain exerted the last threads of his will to guide the energy, circulating it through his flesh and blood and focusing it on the strongest, most intact of his cells. The healing began—not just to restore, but to evolve.

His shattered cells were replaced with newer, stronger ones. The damage inflicted by the battle against Divine Calamity’s Omega Clone began to reverse. After three minutes—just as his consciousness began to slip for good—something miraculous happened.

“Thump!”

Cain’s heart began to beat again.

With it, blood surged through his veins, infusing every inch of his broken form with vitality. His lungs contracted, and he took a deep breath, drawing oxygen directly from the dense aquatic environment around him. His body, still battered, was healing. His eyes regained clarity, and slowly, his mind returned to full awareness.

A small, satisfied smile broke across his face. The most dangerous moment had passed.

Cain continued to revolve the massive influx of World Energy through his body. Every rotation brought greater stability, strength, and clarity. By the thirty-minute mark, Cain’s smile widened even further as he observed his left arm, which had been destroyed during the battle, had begun to regenerate.

Five hours passed in silence.

When the last drop of World Energy was absorbed into his flesh and blood, Cain’s body erupted with newfound power. His physical strength, the durability of his bones, and the efficiency of his Sacred Organs had all surpassed their former limits.

However, his joy was tempered as his focus shifted.

Cain turned inward, sending his awareness into his Soul Dimension, where his Alter-Ego, the Lord of Conquest Leviathan, resided. The once-mighty draconic-serpent spirit had shrunk significantly, its ethereal body now flickering with translucency.

Cain frowned. He had gone all-out in the battle, and while the fight was short, Will Sublimation had burned away large portions of Leviathan’s life essence.

But just as he had healed his body, Cain would now heal his soul.

He summoned another thirty-seven-colored flame and allowed it to flow into the Alter-Ego. A fresh tidal wave of World Energy surged from the sea and sky, flooding into Lord of Conquest Leviathan.

It was a dangerous process, and Cain had no certainty that he could succeed in performing a 37-Spiritual Tribulation Enhancement. Yet he had no time to be cautious.

He was being hunted by an ArchDeity. Delay was not an option.

Wave after wave of energy bathed the fading Alter-Ego. Slowly, its presence stabilized. The once-dim form grew brighter, fuller, stronger. The draconic coils thickened. The eyes regained their brilliance. With inhuman effort and unwavering focus, Cain guided every iota of energy into restoration.

Finally, after several hours, Leviathan was whole again.

“Perfect.” Cain exhaled, letting a rare, genuine smile spread across his face. But now that his body, soul, and mind had been restored to their peak, it was time to turn to the true prize of his victory.

Cain delved into the memories he had extracted from the fragment of Divine Calamity’s ego through the Scarlet Throne. The power of the throne was nothing short of transcendent—it hadn’t merely stolen Divine Calamity’s spirit fragment; it had assimilated every scrap of knowledge, every ability, every ounce of insight.

Cain’s mind burned with the flood of information. There were cultivation techniques, forbidden spells, intricate soul rituals, battle instincts refined over millions of years—it was a treasure trove of such magnitude that it made his heart race with excitement.

But Cain focused on one thing above all else: the reason why Divine Calamity had come to kill him.

It did not take long to find.

He saw it clearly in Divine Calamity’s memory—a mysterious, otherworldly figure descending into his sacred cultivation realm. Cloaked in darkness, with eyes like black holes.

“Taboo Race?” Cain muttered aloud, his brow furrowing as he echoed the reason the Lord marked him for death.

He continued delving deeper into Divine Calamity’s recollections and discovered something astounding. This mysterious being wasn’t just a powerful stranger—it was Divine Calamity’s master, a force that had nurtured him from childhood, guided him to the ArchDeity realm, and bestowed upon him unfathomable secrets.

But even more shocking was the fact that the Lord was not from the Everstrife Empyrean World!

Cain’s eyes widened in awe and disbelief.

He understood the structure of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe better than most. Even for ArchDeities, traveling between Empyrean Worlds was next to impossible. The cosmic boundaries between them were sealed by ancient cosmic forces, requiring transcendent force or ancient technology to cross.

Whoever this “Lord” was, he was not bound by those limitations.

Which meant his power… was something far beyond anything Cain had faced before.