The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2295 To the Fourth Realm (I)

Previously on The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order...
Cain assesses his growth after reaching the Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank, securing a vast fortune and a powerful spatial dagger from his fallen enemies. Recognizing that his martial techniques lag behind his explosive raw power, he spends seven days in isolation to forge a unique sword style. The resulting Imperium Blade: Eternal Conquest Form allows him to exert absolute dominance over the battlefield by channeling the essence of his Dream. As the forces of the Life Path begin securing reclaimed territories, the Enlightened One approaches Cain with a request to join his next advancement.

Upon hearing those words, Cain’s gaze turned sharp. The aura radiating from the Enlightened One was unmistakable; his time spent within the Red King's Sacred Dimension had clearly triggered a profound, nearly transcendent evolution within him.

His Cultivation had been firmly pushed into the Peak ArchDeity Rank due to a shocking increase in his mastery of the Flow, yet Cain detected something even more vital beneath that power. The man’s Dream had undergone a fundamental shift. With a stabilized foundation and a clarified purpose, the ethereal gateway leading toward the Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank was now partially accessible to him.

Nevertheless, Cain was well aware that in the higher realms, raw strength was rarely the sole requirement for survival.

"Are you certain about this?" Cain inquired with a calm tone. "My objective is to increase my strength with maximum speed. I plan to confront the masters of the Freedom Path directly. This path will be paved with constant peril and relentless slaughter. I was under the impression you avoided shedding blood unless there was no other choice."

Meeting Cain’s eyes without a hint of wavering, the Enlightened One gave a slow nod.

"That is accurate," he admitted. "Peace and stillness have always been my preference. But something inside me shifted after I broke the shackles that held me for countless ages. I now feel a burning urge to keep ascending—to witness the future with my own eyes."

A sense of quiet resolve and muffled excitement flickered in his gaze as he spoke. He had been satisfied with his power for a long time, valuing wisdom over reaching the summit of Cultivation. Now, however, the way forward was illuminated. He possessed the chance to reach a superior state of existence, and he had no desire to retreat.

"Regarding the violence," the Enlightened One added, his voice remaining firm, "our goals are righteous. I will fight to defend my kin and those I hold dear. If blood must be spilled for that cause, I will not shrink from it."

Cain observed him intently, sensing the iron will hidden behind the man's composed mask. He also felt a faint, controlled killing intent that had been sharpened by eons of discipline. After a brief silence, Cain nodded, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Then we shall proceed together."

With that matter settled, Cain shifted his attention to Zarazel.

"Everything here is prepared," Cain declared. "I am leaving my Divine Kingdom in this place. I trust you to safeguard it during my absence."

Cain had originally considered bringing his Divine Kingdom along during his ascension. While that would have made crossing between realms easier and helped stabilize his power, it would have severely hindered his speed. It might have taken years to transition between ranks. Cain’s priority was rapid growth, making it a better strategic move to leave the Divine Kingdom in the relative safety of the Second Realm.

Zarazel gave an immediate nod of agreement. He understood that a gap had formed between his power and Cain’s. If Cain possessed the strength to slay Urin, then Zarazel would be no match for him either. However, his compliance wasn't born of fear, but rather out of genuine respect and thanks for Cain's contributions to the Life Path.

"What is your specific destination?" Zarazel questioned. "I can alert our allies in the higher layers so they can prepare for your arrival." Since there was no benefit to secrecy, Cain answered him plainly. "The Fourth Realm is my first stop. I plan to seek out the Three Moons."

Meylin’s expression sharpened at the mention of that name, though she chose to remain quiet. It was the Three Moons who had deployed her into the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. Although she was born under their jurisdiction, her history with them was complicated. She had been created as a pawn in a grand scheme, destined for a cycle of death and rebirth. Furthermore, she had always harbored doubts regarding the prophecy of the Demon King’s Tomb.

Zarazel took note of Meylin's subtle reaction but didn't comment on it, nodding in thought instead.

"I see. The Fourth Realm is governed by the Skull Lord. His power is immense—far exceeding my own. Despite his strength, the political climate there is incredibly fragile. You must exercise caution."

Cain’s eyes narrowed slightly. While he surpassed Zarazel in strength, the margin wasn't vast. If the Skull Lord was significantly more powerful and yet the Fourth Realm remained in chaos, it suggested that the Neo-Angels of the Freedom Path were formidable opponents.

"I also wish to have an audience with the Demon King," Cain remarked. "Are you able to provide his coordinates?"

Silence fell over Zarazel. Cain’s desire to meet the Demon King wasn't surprising given his trajectory toward the peak of the Freedom Path. However, the location of the Demon King was a closely guarded secret within the Crimson World. Any movement by that being could trigger disasters across the realms. "To be honest," Zarazel eventually said, "his exact whereabouts are unknown to me. Even if I knew, I am forbidden from revealing them. I can, however, submit your request. By the time you reach the Fourth Realm, the Ancestor should provide a response—if he agrees to the meeting, he will guide you to him."

Cain accepted this immediately; it was more than he expected.

"My thanks."

He offered a brief bow of respect toward the True Depravita of Fear by clasping his hands. Zarazel returned the gesture before departing toward the Heart of Sin. Although the prospects for the Life Path had improved, much work remained, and he needed to organize their remaining forces. Only Cain, Meylin, and the Enlightened One were left behind. Cain addressed them without wasting time. "Ensure that you have no lingering ties or unfinished business here. Our return date is uncertain. Once you are ready, regroup with me so we can head to the Fourth Realm."

The Enlightened One looked at Cain with a slight frown of concern.

"Are we traveling without any external support?" he asked. "Is such a move safe?"

Having seen the power of Ragnarok, the Enlightened One knew Cain could breach a realm wall. However, such a technique clearly took a toll on the body. It would be reckless to enter an unknown realm while weakened or unstable.

Cain offered a confident smile.

"Do not be concerned," he replied smoothly. "Everything is according to my plan."

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