The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2325 Asura Form vs Asura Form

Cain traversed the frozen landscape, a faint grin touching his lips as the frost gave way beneath his boots. Origin Island was a land of extreme peril. Many of the insects skittering across its surface secreted toxins strong enough to cause total nerve paralysis, and the very climate seemed to reject the existence of living beings. Nevertheless, the energy generated by the island's unique laws possessed a level of might that was simply unprecedented.

This energy nourished his physical form at an incredible pace, strengthening both his flesh and spirit with every stride. Even more shocking was its ability to directly sustain his True Name—a feat that not even pure Origin Power had managed to achieve until now.

Cain was further amazed by how easily he could direct this energy into his Neo-Demon Core. With each completed cycle, the integration between the core and the embedded Blue Matrix grew more refined, becoming more efficient and seamless. The resonance between the two components stabilized, resembling two discordant frequencies finally finding perfect alignment.

Naturally, Cain did not let his personal growth distract him from his primary objective. He pressed on without pause, heading straight toward the island's heart, the most probable location for the Eternity Gate.

Following five hours of constant travel, Cain finally came to a halt.

A colossal wall of ice blocked his path. It soared toward the heavens, its ancient, multi-layered surface appearing thick enough to withstand an endless siege. A silent, heavy pressure emanated from the frozen monolith, suggesting it was more than mere ice—it was a barrier woven from the very laws of the island.

"Should I scale it?" Cain whispered to himself.

Utilizing the Power of Chaos, he could clearly detect a more potent flow of energy coming from the far side of the wall. With no gate or passage in sight, the only way forward was to go through it—or over it.

Just as he weighed his choices, a voice called out from behind him.

"Hello. Are you alone, or did you come with someone else?"

Cain’s pupils dilated for a split second. Someone had managed to get close without alerting his senses or the defensive field of the Supercomputer Assistant. That fact alone was cause for alarm. Instantly, his gaze sharpened with focus, will, and a cold detachment as he turned to confront the stranger.

The man standing there possessed white hair that danced in the freezing gale. Intense violet eyes looked forward with a calm but terrifying pressure. He was dressed in a dark, loose kimono that stayed open at the chest, showing off a powerful build. A shredded cloak hung from his shoulders, billowing heavily in the wind. In his raised hand, he held the hilt of a sword—though no blade could be seen.

Cain spent several moments observing the man. The glowing scarlet light in his eyes flared as he pushed his perception to the limit.

"You can read my mind," Cain stated flatly.

The man’s eyes widened briefly. His posture then shifted, becoming significantly more grave and formal.

"My name is Ideonus," he introduced himself. "Will you share yours?"

"Cain Laurifer."

Cain had no knowledge of this individual or his affiliations. However, one thing was certain: Ideonus was formidable—and he was definitely not a Neo-Angel. If he could avoid a fight through dialogue, that would be the best outcome. With the threat of the Ancient One looming, making unnecessary enemies was a poor choice.

Ideonus gave a single nod before repeating his question. "Did you come with someone else?"

When Cain did not immediately respond, a glimmer of coldness flickered in Ideonus’s eyes.

"I need an answer."

Cain locked eyes with the native for a beat before answering. "I can tell you—if you tell me about your people."

As soon as those words were uttered, Ideonus gripped his sword handle tightly. Obsidian skin began to coat his arms, hardening and darkening as the chill in his stare intensified.

"Ahh..." Cain let out a soft sigh. It was obvious that a peaceful resolution was no longer on the table.

In the next heartbeat, Sky Devourer manifested in his grip, its aura sharp and heavy. Cain’s power surged as his presence grew more intense.

Silence hung in the air for a lone second.

Then, both warriors moved.

They collided like bolts of lightning at incredible speeds. Ideonus swung his sword hilt toward Cain’s face. No blade was visible—yet Cain noticed snowflakes being sliced in half as the weapon cut through the air.

"It's invisible," Cain realized at once.

With sharp eyes, he contorted his body, sliding Sky Devourer along the path of the hidden blade. The resulting impact blew the surrounding snow away, creating a temporary vacuum between the combatants.

That was merely the opening move.

The unseen sword struck with increasing velocity as they moved across the snowy field, each clash sending shockwaves through the air.

Ideonus exhibited masterful martial prowess, his movements fluid and precise, shaped by ages of combat. His strength was undeniable. However, Cain maintained a steady advantage. His massive offensive power broke through Ideonus’s guard, and the combined influence of the Power of Chaos and the Flow disrupted Ideonus’s mind-reading. No matter how much Ideonus tried to predict his foe, he could not keep pace.

The invisible edge lunged for Cain’s eyes. Despite having no way to judge the blade's length, Cain evaded at the final moment, closing the gap to strike with Sky Devourer.

Ideonus leaped back, barely escaping the full force of the blow—but the tip still found its mark. A deep gash opened on his body, spraying blood onto the white snow.

A look of sharp surprise crossed Ideonus’s face as he looked at the wound. A core gift of his lineage was an impenetrable defense, yet Cain’s sword had cut through it effortlessly. That fact alone proved the terrifying nature of Cain’s lethality.

Drawing a deep breath, Ideonus’s heart began to beat faster and louder. The obsidian skin quickly enveloped his entire frame.

"Asura Form!" he bellowed.

In an instant, his heartbeat thundered—and his power skyrocketed.

Cain’s eyes widened in shock. Asura Form was the very first innate technique he had reclaimed from his previous life, and it remained one of his most lethal assets. Seeing it used by a native of Origin Island was a massive surprise.

There was no time for contemplation.

Ideonus closed the distance instantly, slashing with overwhelming force and speed. Cain struggled to parry, but the mounting pressure forced him back. A deep wound opened across his chest, and blood began to flow.

Gritting his teeth, Cain roared, "Asura Form!"

His skin flushed scarlet as his blood surged with a violent, explosive power.