The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2490: Fox with nine tails

The bottom of the Time Lake trembled.

Inconceivably powerful and ancient forces surged through its depths, warping the flow of time itself. Currents spiraled inward, forming vortices of compressed causality as Cain refined and absorbed what he had gained.

The process lasted long.

Very long.

When it finally ended, silence returned to the lake.

But only for a heartbeat.

The next second, the figure of the Scarlet King appeared above the waters.

A wide, radiant smile spread across his face.

He could feel it.

His speed had taken another massive step forward.

Cain vanished—

And reappeared kilometers away.

Then vanished again.

He flashed from one direction to another with such velocity that the movement surpassed the conventional limits of the Alpha Omega Overgod Realm. Space did not merely bend around him—it lagged behind.

”Apollo’s Burst!”

Golden flames erupted around his body as he invoked the technique.

His speed climbed even higher.

He became a streak of incandescent light tearing across the heavens, so fast that only those comparable to Half-Step Fourth Realm powerhouses could barely track his movement.

After several minutes of testing the limits of his motion, Cain came to a halt.

He clenched his fists, thrill and anticipation coursing through him.

”I am ready.”

The plan he intended to execute was extraordinarily dangerous.

But if he wished to return to the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe within this decade, he had no choice but to succeed.

Cain turned his gaze toward the distant stronghold of the Immortal Nirvana Kingdom. For a moment, his expression grew thoughtful.

Then he closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into the fabric of the universe, analyzing the Omens, the fluctuations of laws, the stability of spacetime, and the state of the Realm Barrier that separated the Eighth Realm from the others.

Minutes passed.

When he opened his eyes again, a faint frown had formed.

”The Realm Barrier is weak right now,” he murmured. ”If they choose to retreat to the Seventh Realm, it will be easy.”

That was a problem.

For his plan to succeed, Cain did not merely need power.

He needed escalation.

He needed a fierce, all-out war between the Immortal Nirvana Kingdom and the Eternal Soul Kingdom—one so intense that neither side could disengage.

More importantly—

He needed the Nirvana Crown Prince and Shakra to clash directly.

Only then would the chaos reach the scale he required.

Cain exhaled slowly.

Waiting was inevitable.

It would not be long.

But every day he spent in this realm was another day the situation in the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe could spiral beyond control.

For a moment, tension flickered in his gaze.

Then calm returned.

The remembrance of Order and the Power of Chaos flowed through him in balance.

”I cannot change the state of the laws any more than a mortal can change the weather,” he said softly. ”I can only work within them.”

His mind shifted gears.

If he could not yet push forward with the grand design—

He would grow stronger.

And prepare.

He had already earned the irreconcilable hatred of the Eternal Soul Kingdom. Killing more of their warriors would not worsen that situation.

But he could not weaken them too much either.

If the Eternal Soul Kingdom collapsed prematurely, his plan would crumble with it.

Hiding his aura with the Power of Karma, Cain shot into the sky and began the hunt.

Despite possessing the strength to challenge Royal Blutlinie, he deliberately avoided them. Their loss would destabilize the balance too severely.

Instead, he targeted Peak ArchDeities.

Their Ancestor Drops could not compare to those of Alpha Omega Overgod Royal Blutlinie—

But there were thousands of them.

Quantity would compensate for quality.

Cain was not reckless.

He knew Shakra would be preparing countermeasures, waiting for the slightest mistake. While Cain could slay King-Level powerhouses, being trapped within Shakra’s Ancestor Domain would be another matter entirely.

Even all the speed of the universe might not save him then.

So he struck like a phantom.

For weeks, the forces of the Eternal Soul Kingdom entered a state of constant dread.

ArchDeities fell one after another.

The Red King did not bother concealing his identity—but concealing his presence was effortless. Even Overgods struggled to sense him, and by the time reinforcements arrived, he had already vanished.

Communication became meaningless.

He would appear.

Kill.

Disappear.

The ArchDeities could not remain hidden in their strongholds forever. The Immortal Nirvana Kingdom’s campaigns grew increasingly aggressive, forcing armies into open battlefields.

And Cain hunted there.

Yet he did not limit himself to Blutlinien.

Soon, word spread that the Red King was also targeting high-order Omen Beasts.

Creatures so terrifying that even King-Level powerhouses hesitated to confront them during wartime.

Cain marched straight toward them.

His first major target was a colossal three-headed dragon. Lightning cascaded from its jaws, leaving scars across the firmament itself. Each wingbeat fractured mountains.

Their clash devastated an entire mountain range.

By the end of the battle, the peaks had been reduced to rubble, and the sky above was permanently marred by lingering arcs of celestial lightning.

Cain emerged wounded.

But victorious.

The dragon’s corpse vanished into his Hollow Star.

Then the hunt resumed.

More ArchDeities fell.

Then came another Omen Beast—a gargantuan worm whose back supported an entire ancient city-like ecosystem, buildings and all. Its body tunneled through continents as if they were soft soil.

Their battle carved canyons that stretched all the way to the Realm Barrier.

Countless low-level Blutlinie perished in the collateral devastation.

But once again—

Cain prevailed.

Silence followed.

Weeks passed without new reports of fallen ArchDeities or slain Omen Beasts.

Some speculated that the last battle had severely wounded the Red King.

Others dared to hope he had retreated.

They were wrong.

Months later, he rose again.

And this time—

He faced the strongest Omen Beast in the entire realm.

A massive flaming fox.

Nine colossal tails swayed behind it, each one large enough to level a continent. Its fire did not merely burn matter—it burned concepts.

The air itself ignited in its presence.