The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2329 Cain's evolution

Cain stood by the riverbank, his frame relaxed and his expression serene, possessing a heart that remained unshaken. Despite the heavens trembling and the fundamental laws of this dimension falling into chaos, his eyes stayed closed. He was motionless, appearing completely insulated from the surrounding turmoil. There was a singular, vital reason for his total immersion.

At this precise second, his Black Hole—the physical manifestation of his soul force and the core of his cultivation base—was undergoing a profound evolution. Following months of traversing treacherous lands, absorbing energy derived from supreme laws, and consuming the life essence of countless abominations, Cain had finally hit a decisive threshold.

Through persistent refinement and steady progression, he had forced his cultivation to its absolute limit.

The breakthrough had finally begun.

Faint tremors of power started to resonate from his physical form and his Soul Dimension. These initial vibrations were subtle, yet they intensified with every passing heartbeat, growing more aggressive. The pulses of energy layered upon one another, surging repeatedly until his entire being was rocked. Every cell within him shivered, and every fragment of his soul vibrated in harmony.

Then, with a sudden, overwhelming burst, the metamorphosis reached its conclusion.

Cain had ascended to the rank of an Alpha-Omega Overgod!

His eyelids flew open, his gaze shining with unprecedented brilliance. A beaming smile crossed his lips as he sensed the profound transformations spreading through his existence. His raw power had climbed to a new peak, and the depths of his soul felt both more profound and more resilient.

Crucially, when Cain turned his spiritual focus inward toward his True Name, he detected an immediate and significant enhancement.

While the revelation of universal unification had heightened the importance of the Crimson World's conflict, Cain remained acutely aware of the looming danger in his home realm.

The World of the Root was gaining strength by the moment. To confront such a threat, his Ego Eternal Path of Power required further evolution; thus, the advancement of his True Name represented a monumental stride forward.

Utilizing his peerless foundation, it took Cain less than thirty minutes to fully regulate his energy. Once stabilized, he rose from the riverside and cast his gaze toward the horizon.

Reaching the Alpha-Omega Overgod stage had not only bolstered his combat prowess but also significantly magnified his innate abilities, such as the Power of Chaos and the Flow. His sensory perception had sharpened to a terrifying degree, allowing him to detect the world's fluctuations with absolute clarity.

Suddenly, a cold, sharp glint flickered in Cain’s eyes.

He looked toward his left—and simply disappeared.

His movement was a blur of incredible speed, yet it remained perfectly silent. There was no surge of energy or even a disturbance in the atmosphere. He moved as a mere shadow, a silent phantom drifting through the environment.

In under half an hour, Cain halted behind a thicket of trees. Completely masking his presence, he observed two combatants standing in an open clearing.

They were followers of the Freedom Path.

One was a massive warrior encased in dark, tiered armor featuring jagged plates. A hood hid the majority of his head, revealing a face devoid of a nose or eyes. His only visible trait was a haunting, wide grin that gave him a distinctly monstrous aura. His companion was also fully armored from head to toe. Crimson orbs were set into his chest plates, each one pulsing with immense energy and signaling a potent internal energy circulation.

"Zanko... and Hanzo," Cain whispered to himself.

He recognized the pair instantly from the memories he took from Urin. They were formidable Neo-Angels who had attained the Middle Alpha-Omega Overgod Stage.

In the past, Cain would have gone to great lengths to avoid such an encounter. Just one Middle Alpha-Omega Overgod would have been enough to push him to his breaking point. However, the situation was different now.

Cain took a steady breath.

He retracted his aura entirely into his body. Crimson flames merged with the essence of pure destruction, leaving behind no detectable trace of power. Once his energy was compressed to its maximum, Cain struck.

He lunged forward like a bolt of lightning.

Chaos Wings unfurled from his back as skeletal spikes tore through the skin of his elbows and knees. The instincts of Zanko and Hanzo flared with terror as they sensed the sudden explosion of power, but the realization came too late. Cain materialized between them before they could even move. Thrusting his blade into the earth, he released the full magnitude of his gathered strength.

A colossal sword of dark-crimson fire erupted from the ground. It swallowed the surrounding area, bathing the battlefield in a tide of ruinous flames. The sheer heat caused the air to spontaneously combust, but it was the raw destructive Qi that made the heavens and earth shudder.

Two shadows leaped from the inferno a moment later.

The Neo-Angels deployed their plasma wings and activated their Salvation Incarnation, yet their forms were already marred by scorched flesh and clinging red flames. Zanko and Hanzo exchanged a panicked look, trying to coordinate a defense.

They were far too slow.

Cain was already upon them.

His primary target was Zanko, the sturdier of the two Neo-Angels. Cain’s blade roared with destructive power as he swung, the steel wreathed in dark-scarlet fire.

Zanko sensed the terrifying killing intent behind the blow. Though the burning embers bit into his skin and drained his life force, his resolve did not waver. He balled his fists, generating a massive pressure as he punched toward Cain, unleashing a catastrophic shockwave.

To the Neo-Angel's horror, his attack passed through nothing but a lingering afterimage—one that still radiated a lethal threat.

Suddenly, Cain appeared directly above him.

He fell upon his foe like a harbinger of doom.

His sword, cloaked in dark-crimson flames, brought ruin to everything it struck. Zanko reacted with desperation, throwing up his arm and warping the space of the sky itself to create a collapsing shield.

Without a moment's pause, Cain’s Imperium Blade tore through the folding sky, shattering the defense. The edge sliced through flesh with ease, sending sprays of blood into the air before the Neo-Angel was swallowed by the flames.

An instant later, Zanko was hurled into the earth like a falling star.