The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2293 Crush the Ancient One's plan

A heavy, solemn expression gradually took hold of Cain’s features as he sifted through the memories and data he had forcibly pulled from Urin. His primary objective was to uncover why the Ancient One was so fixated on his total annihilation—going as far as to engineer a Neo-Angel specifically designed to neutralize his unique powers.

The explanation, to his surprise, was quite straightforward.

A fresh prophecy had begun to circulate throughout the higher realms.

"The traveler with the scarlet eyes will rise to the peak of the Tower!"

The phrasing was brief and ambiguous, appearing almost benign. Nevertheless, it had ignited a firestorm that surged through the various planes of existence. This solitary sentence was all it took to fix the Ancient One’s gaze firmly upon him, for Cain was the most obvious candidate among all those dwelling in the lower realms.

However, it was the origin of this prophecy that truly sent a shiver down Cain's spine.

It came from an organization within the Fourth Realm—a group he had never met face-to-face, yet one that had repeatedly meddled in the threads of his destiny.

The Three Moons.

A sharp, freezing glint erupted in the eyes of the Scarlet King. This ancient sect had touched upon his path before, most notably during his stint in the Demon King's Castle. Now, with nothing but a few choice words, they had interfered once more.

"They are part of the Life Path," Cain mused, his jaw tightening. "Technically... they are not enemies. Still, they spread the prophecy throughout the entire Fourth Realm so everybody could listen to it, and I doubt they are so dumb as to not understand the ramifications of their actions."

A cold light danced in Cain's eyes as he weighed his potential responses.

If the Three Moons were outright foes, the fix would be simple: he would drag them to the Scarlet Throne and bleed every secret from them. But since they were allies—at least superficially—he was forced to handle the situation with tact, patience, and diplomacy.

These were luxuries Cain lacked, as time was of the essence. Regrettably, his current Cultivation was not yet high enough to disregard the fallout of striking a member of the Life Path.

As for the mystery of how the Ancient One possessed such intimate knowledge of his combat styles and techniques, the answer was just as plain.

Bradly had betrayed those secrets to them.

Cain exhaled slowly as the final pieces of the puzzle clicked together. Once he finished extracting the personal data from Urin’s mind, he turned his attention to the broader war efforts and the maneuvers of the Freedom Path. What he uncovered was deeply unsettling.

The Ancient One was a figure of extreme paranoia and secrecy, sharing very little even with high-ranking subordinates. Information was strictly compartmentalized. Even so, Urin knew one vital detail: a massive campaign was looming, necessitating the subjugation of as many realms as possible.

Cain’s expression turned icy.

Specific details were unnecessary; the intent alone told him everything he needed to know. Whatever the Ancient One was brewing, it boded ill for Cain. After all, if the Ancient One grew in power, Cain's freedom to maneuver within the Crimson World would be severely restricted. He had to move first.

The thought of his next steps brought a smirk to his face.

Back in the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe, he had been burdened by the heavy mantle of leadership. Every choice he made determined the survival of civilizations, and any error could lead to the extinction of entire worlds.

But things were different here.

In the Crimson World, he wasn't the supreme commander of a vast empire.

He was simply a warrior.

"If the Demon King is as wise and discerning as I believe," Cain reflected with calm certainty, "he should already understand the larger picture. All I need from him is one thing."

A list of targets to eliminate.

The sheer simplicity of his mission caused Cain’s grin to broaden.

Slaughter. Consume. Advance. Repeat.

That was his entire world now.

Only after carrying the weight of a whole universe could one truly appreciate the freedom of fighting for oneself—and for those held dear to the heart.

Cain cleared his mind, shaking off the distractions as a solid plan took shape.

Find the Three Moons.

Expose their hidden agendas.

Locate the Demon King.

Shatter the Ancient One’s grand design.

With his path clear, Cain shut his eyes and centered his focus on his Cultivation.

The raw power of the World Matrix continued to saturate his soul force and True Name. Meanwhile, the Fourth Astral Black Hole throbbed within his Dantian, pumping endless energy into every fiber of his being. His Neo-Demon Path surged with power as it stabilized, rebuilding his very essence from the ground up.

Nearly two hours passed before the influence of the Crimson World Matrix finally began to recede.

The turbulent energies grew still.

And then—

Cain’s entire frame shuddered violently.

A volcanic eruption of soul force exploded from him, so vast that it filled the very sky, drowning the heavens in pure cosmic authority.

"Yes!"

Cain snapped his eyes open, his gaze burning with a newfound clarity. A rush of pure adrenaline hit his system. "My soul force has finally reached the Alpha-Omega Overgod rank."

The consequences of this breakthrough were immense.

With his soul force at the Alpha-Omega Overgod level, no barrier remained to stop him from transcending the ArchDeity realm. Furthermore, his bolstered soul provided the necessary vitality for his True Name—a requirement if he intended to evolve Leviathan upon his return to the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.

Cain looked inward, inspecting the massive black hole that served as the vessel for his soul force.

His smile grew even wider.

Beyond the raw increase in power, he had inherited new techniques from Urin and the two Late ArchDeities he had consumed. Since Urin had been processed through the Neo-Demon Astral Black Hole, Cain had gained her Innate Ability in its purest form.

He pointed his index finger toward the horizon.

Instantly, a colossal explosion ripped through the firmament, filling the air with a tide of absolute destruction.

"Powerful," Cain noted with a calm whisper, "and extremely destructive."

However, his expression remained neutral.

"It lacks synergy with my physical might and my Dream. The same applies to the other two abilities."

Without a moment's doubt, he acted.

Cain triggered the Scarlet Reaper.

In an instant, the three Innate Abilities were devoured, their Origin Energy harvested and distilled. That refined essence flowed straight into Reaper Touch, bolstering the skill far beyond its former capabilities.