The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2316 An eclipse that swallowed the Ninth Realm in darkness

Cain’s lips curled into a smile as Meylin’s evolution reached its conclusion. He sensed her strength surging exponentially; her battle power had already hit the peak of the early Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank. This was a testament to her profound foundation and the incredible potency of the treasure now integrated into her heart.

Adapting to her newfound Cultivation level, Meylin exhaled slowly as the Power of Original Sin within her eyes flickered with a sharper intensity. With their spirits lifted, the group shared quick smiles and rested for several hours, allowing the Demon King to replenish the energy required to tear open another path. Once the ancient sovereign had recovered enough strength, he carved a hole through the Realm Barrier, transporting the party into the Ninth Realm.

Cain’s eyes widened instantly as the laws and energy of the Crimson World’s Ninth Realm swirled around them. The sheer quality of the environment was on an entirely different level compared to any realm they had previously traversed.

It wasn't just a matter of volume or density. The energy existed in a transcendent state, appearing to be on the brink of evolution, as if the Oniric Truth itself was preparing to transform into a higher form. The weight of this imminent metamorphosis could be felt in every single particle of the world.

Despite the wonder of this unique state, Cain realized they couldn't afford to linger. Their mission was to stop the Ancient One from reaching the Eternity Gate, and time was of the essence. There was no way to predict exactly when the Origin Gate would be forced open.

Sharing these concerns, the Demon King acted without delay. He surged forward, pulling Cain and the others across the Ninth Realm at a staggering velocity. They crossed the distance so rapidly that the group was unable to truly appreciate the magnificent scenery passing below.

They caught only fleeting glimpses of golden continents, shifting rivers of cosmic essence, and fields of crystallized laws that blurred into streaks of vibrant red and blue.

After two hours of travel, the Demon King finally reduced his speed as they approached a gathering of fifteen figures.

Cain narrowed his eyes, focusing on the warriors ahead. Their auras were so colossal that even from a distance, he could only see their distinct silhouettes. Using the Power of Chaos to perceive their energies, the Scarlet King realized that every single warrior possessed a Cultivation base at the Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank—and their actual battle power likely surpassed that.

“Including Leoro, there are sixteen True Depravita Alpha-Omega Overgods,” Cain whispered. He shifted his gaze toward the Demon King. “All of them commanded by an ancient powerhouse at the peak of the Third Realm. This level of force would have been sufficient to annihilate the Heart of the Root.”

Cain sighed inwardly, struck by how much more the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe needed to grow before it could ever hope to rival the might of the Crimson World.

There were still several Alpha-Omega Overgods stationed back in the Life Path to guard the realms, yet that only represented half of the Crimson World's total military strength. The Nine Empyrean Suns Universe would stand no chance in a direct war, which was precisely why Cain had to ensure such a conflict never began.

The Demon King, Cain, Meylin, the Enlightened One, and Leoro finally arrived before the fifteen experts. Immediately, the warriors clasped their hands and bowed deeply toward the elderly True Depravita leading them. The Demon King offered a thin smile to his subordinates and gave a nod of acknowledgment.

Suddenly, his eyes twitched and his features contorted in a flash of agony.

The group was instantly on high alert, confused by the sudden change. Their auras flared as they scanned the area, searching for an invisible enemy that might have struck the Demon King undetected.

“It isn't an attack.”

A moment later, the Demon King cried out, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

“He broke my spirit mark! He did it several days earlier than I calculated!”

Confusion rippled through the group at his words—until they witnessed the celestial phenomenon. The sun in the firmament began to warp as a moon appeared above it, masking it completely and creating an eclipse that plunged the Ninth Realm into total darkness.

Though an eclipse was an imposing event carrying unique cosmic forces, it wasn't something that would normally rattle a group of Alpha-Omega Overgods. However, every person present understood the gravity of what this specific eclipse signaled.

“The Ancient One is about to enter the Origin Island.”

The Demon King ground his teeth, struggling to suppress the surge of fury in his heart. Once again, the Ancient One had outplayed him—deceiving him into thinking there was more time, only to reveal his true readiness by destroying the spirit fragment hidden in the World Matrix and initiating the eclipse.

Nevertheless, the old True Depravita regained his composure in less than a second, turning his eyes toward Cain. Had this occurred before, they would be defeated, as locating the gate's opening with so little time would be impossible. But Cain didn't require time.

The Scarlet King understood his role without needing a prompt. His energy surged the moment the eclipse took shape. Chaos Wings sprouted from his back, merging with the very fabric of reality, while the scarlet light in his eyes blazed with immense power. He turned toward the horizon and pointed.

“Over there!”

The Demon King’s aura erupted instantly, his power so vast that even the reinforced laws of the Ninth Realm shuddered. Shrouding the group in his energy, he blurred toward the direction Cain indicated, moving at a speed that warped space-time in his wake.

He accelerated further and further—moving so fast that even the Alpha-Omega Overgods could only see flickering trails of light. Reality itself buckled under the sheer pressure of his movement.

After five minutes, the Demon King began to decelerate, and then the target came into view. A group of twenty warriors waited in the distance, each one as formidable as the Demon King’s own elite forces. At their head stood a figure whose aura was a match for the Demon King himself.

“The Ancient One.”

Cain’s eyes burned with murderous intent as he locked his gaze onto the silhouette of the Freedom Path’s leader.