The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1900

Curiosity immediately sparked in everyone’s eyes, and Cain wasted no time. With a swift wave of his hand, the enormous sphere suspended in the sky melted away, instantly flooding the heavens with a dazzling array of colors. Awe and amazement surged within everyone present as they stared upward, hearts pounding with excitement and desire.

Within that immense sphere, carefully cultivated over the past several months, were thousands upon thousands of Revolution Flames. Even the weakest among these flames radiated thirty-six vibrant colors, signifying that each carried the potent energy equivalent to an Early Prima Deity Revolution Refinement.

Every member of the Scarlet Path broke into wide smiles upon witnessing the breathtaking sight. Their minds raced eagerly, imagining the incredible enhancements they could achieve by utilizing these extraordinary flames. The flames promised to dramatically evolve their latent potential and talent, enabling a monumental leap in their cultivation within an astonishingly short period. This was exactly the kind of boost they desperately needed to face the impending war.

Meanwhile, Nullavir, Auramyth, and the other Prima Deities from the Endlesslight and Shadowcradle Continents who had chosen not to support Cain watched from a distance, their eyes filled with intense envy so potent it felt as if their hearts were burning.

"Come," Cain commanded calmly, allowing no time for them to dwell further on their jealousy. With another subtle gesture, he generated a powerful gravitational force that instantly pulled Auramyth’s group forward, alongside Nullavir and her companions. Realizing what was about to happen, Lucrezia swiftly moved aside, positioning herself confidently alongside the Prima Deities who had pledged loyalty to the Scarlet Path. She understood well enough that it was now time for the others to pay their dues.

Cain’s piercing gaze settled upon the gathered Prima Deities. He could feel the profound fear swelling within their hearts, but he showed no mercy or hesitation. He had granted them the choice to forge their destinies, yet they had chosen cowardice over courage. Now, they would pay the price for their decision.

Scarlet flames ignited within Cain’s eyes, blazing intensely as he extended his right hand. The next instant, an overwhelming devouring force surged forth, penetrating deep into the hearts and souls of each unwilling Prima Deity. Auramyth, Nullavir, and the other nine Prima Deities stared in utter horror and disbelief as their life and soul forces were forcibly drawn from their bodies, drop by drop, pooling rapidly into Cain’s open palm.

Instinctively, the drained Prima Deities reacted, their energies flaring momentarily as they prepared to resist. But Cain’s calm, chilling voice echoed directly into their minds before they could act.

"I am merely collecting my due, taking only what you owe. Resist, and I will consume everything you possess."

Before they could further contemplate resistance, the majestic Scarlet Throne burst with power in the sky above. All thoughts of fighting immediately dissolved, replaced by sheer dread. They knew they stood no chance against Cain, especially within his own domain. Facing eternal torment within the crimson realm of the Scarlet Throne was not a fate any wished to endure. Thus, they gritted their teeth, swallowed their pride, and endured silently.

Their complexions grew deathly pale, their bodies visibly withering as if thousands of years had passed within mere minutes. Just as they teetered on the brink of falling unconscious, Cain ceased his extraction, a satisfied smile gracing his features as he examined the sphere of condensed life and soul force in his palm.

Performing Tribulation Enhancement for so many cultivators in such a short period would impose an extraordinary strain on his body and soul. However, with the collected energy from these Prima Deities, Cain knew success was within reach.

Cain then turned his attention back to the weakened group, observing their struggle to remain conscious. Yet, no pity crossed his expression. He spoke evenly, without remorse, "As I promised, I have taken nothing you cannot eventually regain."

Nullavir, Auramyth, and the others clenched their fists tightly upon hearing Cain’s words. True, the damage he inflicted stopped just shy of irreversible, and eventually, their life and soul forces would recover. Nevertheless, such recovery would likely take tens of thousands of years, perhaps even longer. Though they masked their feelings, their dissatisfaction gradually transformed into deep-seated resentment.

Cain sensed their resentment clearly, but it caused him little concern. Their bitterness was inconsequential. His action served three crucial purposes simultaneously: it demonstrated the steep cost of being under his rule yet choosing to hide, provided him with the necessary resources to empower his loyal forces, and neutralized potential adversaries.

Admittedly, their resentment might pose a future problem, but Cain had already devised strategies to firmly control their respective continents. Such matters, however, would need to wait until the conclusion of the coming war.

"You may leave now," Cain instructed firmly, unwilling to waste further time. With a decisive strike, he created two stable portals: one leading directly back to the Endlesslight Continent, and the other to Shadowcradle. The weakened Prima Deities managed polite bows, at least maintaining outward courtesy, before silently retreating through the portals to their homelands. There, they would anxiously await the war’s outcome, powerless to influence events.

Once they departed, Cain swiftly sealed the portals with a dismissive wave. His gaze then shifted toward Lucrezia, and with a gentle motion, streams of psychic power and spiritual energy flowed from him directly into the woman’s soul, forming the Scarlet Seed within her.

Lucrezia’s eyes widened in amazement, genuine awe and exhilaration filling her features as she experienced firsthand the seed’s immense wonders. Clasping her hands respectfully, she bowed deeply to Cain, her voice filled with reverence.

"Scarlet King."

Cain acknowledged her with a faint smile before taking a deep, steadying breath. He then slowly absorbed the dense sphere of life and soul force into his body, feeling a tremendous surge of energy invigorating his being. Raising his eyes once more, he gazed confidently at the assembled warriors of the Scarlet Path, determination shining brightly in his eyes.

"Let us begin."