The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2341 I am inevitable!

As the bullet streaked toward the space between his eyebrows, time slowed to a crawl for the Ancient One. His protective barrier, forged from the Power of Negation, failed to impede the projectile even slightly. As the metal grazed his skin, he felt his face beginning to disintegrate. In less than a heartbeat, the projectile would pierce his skull, liquefy his brain, and finally eradicate his soul.

The loss would be catastrophic even if his True Name endured; the intricate schemes he had woven for over a billion years would crumble into dust.

In that critical moment—just as the reaper’s blade touched his throat—the Ancient One unleashed an explosion of power that surpassed all his previous limits.

Wings of white plasma erupted from his back, causing the Matrix of Origin Island to pulse with violent energy. Both the Scarlet King and the Crimson Exarch watched in sheer disbelief; they recognized those wings immediately, as they were identical to their own.

However, there was no time to process this revelation as the flow of time at the center of Origin Island suddenly froze.

Before the horrified eyes of the brothers, the bullet began to reverse its trajectory, rewinding through the temporal stream.

The Ancient One had been unable to block the shot, as it was crafted specifically to bypass his defenses and negate his powers. Yet, even such a supreme force could not resist the reversal of time itself. Naturally, the universe required a balance.

Such a divine display of power demanded a heavy toll. "BOOM!"

The Ancient One’s left eye burst into a spray of fragments and white blood. An agonizing scream distorted his features—a soul-shredding pain that transcended the physical realm and struck at the very core of his existence.

Nevertheless, he did not fall.

Bracing against the torment, he forced the bullet to rewind just far enough. The moment time resumed its natural pace, the Ancient One jerked his body to the side, narrowly evading the lethal strike.

He began to cough violently, spitting up mouthfuls of blood. The backlash from the forbidden technique was devastating. The white plasma wings vanished instantly, and his aura plummeted toward exhaustion.

Yet, when he turned to look at the pair who had pushed him to the brink of death, his remaining eye burned with a mixture of raw brutality and freezing malice. A shiver of pure dread ran down the spines of Cain and the Crimson Exarch.

They had attempted to assassinate a king.

They had succeeded in wounding him.

But because they had failed to kill him, they had effectively signed their own death warrants.

Even with every instinct screaming of the impending doom, the Scarlet King and the Crimson Exarch maintained their cold determination. Their final Big Crunch Shot had missed its mark, and that reality was unchangeable. Their only path now was to charge forward and seek a desperate solution within the chaos.

Cain swung his blade, sending a roaring arc of scarlet flames forward. Simultaneously, the Crimson Exarch fired a focused beam of the Light of the Flow.

No longer fearing a fatal strike, the Ancient One relied on the monstrous durability of his physical form. He batted the sword aside with raw strength and took the light beam directly against his chest, allowing him to bridge the gap and deliver a bone-shattering punch to the Crimson Exarch’s face.

The sickening sound of snapping bone rang out as the Crimson Exarch was sent tumbling into the distance.

Cain gritted his teeth at the display of savagery. His gaze turned murderous as his Wings of Chaos flared with renewed intensity.

He had already triggered Ragnarök twice.

Despite the massive power boost from his Cultivation breakthrough and the secret insights of the pyramid, utilizing the Chaos Art a third time would put his life at extreme risk. Yet, he was out of options.

Before Cain could channel the power of the Matrix into his Chaos Wings, the Ancient One extended a finger toward him.

Shadowy tendrils lashed out, covered in countless blinking eyes.

The manifestation of this limb caused the Ancient One to bleed even more profusely, but he ignored the cost. The shadows bound Cain instantly, paralyzing his movements and freezing the flow of his Qi. A second later, Cain was slammed ruthlessly into the earth.

Without pausing, the Ancient One reached toward the Crimson Exarch with his left hand, summoning another cluster of dark tendrils. Still reeling from the punch, the Crimson Exarch was snared mid-flight.

With a violent yank, the Ancient One dragged both Cain and the Crimson Exarch back to him. He grabbed them by their chests and hurled them into the ground. The impact shattered the earth, creating a massive crater as blood sprayed from their lips.

Agony flared through their bodies; it felt as though the weight of the entire world was crushing their ribs and collapsing their lungs. They were unable to breathe or resist, as the sealing power from the many eyes held them in a spiritual vice.

"You two."

The Ancient One’s hatred and fury were plain to see, but a terrifying, icy calm lingered in the depths of his remaining eye.

"You could have reigned as kings at my side. You would have stood above every living being in the universe, second only to me. Instead, you chose to block my path."

The crushing pressure on the Scarlet King and the Crimson Exarch increased, forcing more blood from their mouths. Even so, neither man showed a hint of terror. They remained defiant, staring back at the Ancient One with unwavering eyes.

That stubbornness only stoked the fires of his rage.

"Hmph. Ants," he hissed. "My dominion is predestined by the stars. I am inevitable!"

"BOOM!"

The Ancient One had barely finished his sentence when a golden palm struck his back with explosive force, launching him away and releasing his hold on the duo.

Cain and the Crimson Exarch gasped for air, rolling across the ruined terrain. As they looked toward the figure who had saved them, faint smiles touched their lips.

The newcomer was the only being capable of standing toe-to-toe with the Ancient One.

The Demon King.