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Chapter 1753: Crimson World’s Matrix
“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRR!”
The Grand Elder of the Tiamat Sect unleashed a deafening roar, causing the very sky to tremble in resonance. Immediately, countless other dragon roars echoed alongside his, filling the heavens with thunderous cries of triumph and pride.
Every dragon among the Scarlet Crusade cheered fervently, celebrating Bahamut’s ascension. Although the Scarlet King stood unquestionably as the ultimate existence within the Crusade, Bahamut remained an absolute legend and heroic figure revered deeply by all dragons.
Bahamut was more than just an elder—he was a living myth who had led the Tiamat Sect to greatness hundreds of thousands of years ago. He had acted as the unyielding shield, protecting the entire dragon race from annihilation when the Sun Church unleashed their merciless assault. Given such contributions, the dragons’ overwhelming excitement was entirely justified.
Bahamut himself couldn’t contain the joy etched into his enormous draconic face. He felt the overwhelming power of the Oniric Truths of Wrath, Pride, and Gluttony surging through every fiber of his being. Even after his breakthrough, these powerful cosmic truths continued to nourish and evolve his colossal form, rapidly synchronizing with his now immensely expanded Black Hole.
His draconic body grew exponentially, enlarging continuously at an astonishing rate. In mere moments, it surpassed one million meters, rising unstoppably until several weeks later when it finally stabilized. By that point, Bahamut had reached a staggering size exceeding seven million meters, his energy pool vast enough to flood entire skies effortlessly. The sheer immensity of his aura awed everyone who witnessed it, leaving them speechless at the magnitude of his ascension.
Although Bahamut had advanced into the Third Realm by comprehending three separate Oniric Truths to fifty percent each, his strength vastly surpassed his counterparts from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. His newfound power easily surpassed that of most Early Prima Deities from the Everstrife Empyrean World, allowing him to confidently confront those at the Middle Stage without fear. Such was the supremacy of the challenging yet immensely rewarding path of Oniric Truth.
Just as Bahamut finalized his evolution, Meylin’s body also began absorbing the last threads of Origin Power. However, before the last stream faded, the Depravita of Pride opened her eyes, clenched her fists tightly, and unleashed a mighty roar filled with determination and power.
“ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!”
Accompanying her fierce cry, a dazzling golden brilliance exploded forth, bathing the entire continent and illuminating every corner of the sky. All eyes instantly turned to Meylin, witnessing an unprecedented sight. It was unmistakably clear to everyone that she wasn’t merely breaking into the Third Realm—Meylin had achieved this by attaining a complete, one hundred percent comprehension and assimilation of an Oniric Truth!
The golden light radiated continuously, expanding ever further into the heavens, until at last, it gradually receded, revealing something even more extraordinary.
The entire sky above shimmered vibrantly, revealing an intricate network composed of countless shining threads. There were billions, trillions—perhaps even quadrillions—of these threads, woven seamlessly together. Yet among this unimaginably vast tapestry, three thousand threads stood prominently apart, each radiating a power so profound and radiant that it made all others appear trivial by comparison.
These three thousand threads were clearly the foundational pillars sustaining all existence within the Crimson World.
Every cultivator on the continent instantly recognized this wondrous manifestation for what it was—the legendary Crimson World’s Matrix, the complex array of cosmic rules and truths governing the fabric of reality itself.
Among these three thousand pillars of cosmic law, one particular thread glowed brighter and more fiercely than the others, radiating an indomitable aura of pride. It embodied an unstoppable will that could shatter any boundary or obstacle in its path, forever unwavering and unyielding even amidst total annihilation.
The next instant, that mighty thread vibrated intensely. Delicate strands, thinner than hairs yet immeasurably powerful, extended from it, descending toward Meylin. These ethereal threads pierced through her skin effortlessly, merging deeply into her flesh, blood, and bones, reaching her very soul, finally entwining themselves securely around her True Name.
Because Meylin had reached the Third Realm through complete mastery of the Oniric Truth of Pride, this cosmic principle had fully integrated itself with her very existence. The benefits were extraordinary, granting her vastly increased access to the profound and endless power associated with Pride, and further stabilizing and elevating her cultivation foundation.
As the fusion completed, the magnificent vision of the Crimson World’s Matrix gradually faded, and the sky returned to its usual tranquil state.
Meylin exhaled slowly, revealing a smile filled with exhilaration and fulfillment. A renewed focus ignited within her gaze, reflecting the immense surge of strength and enlightenment now permeating her veins and soul.
“Amazing…” Meylin whispered softly, overwhelmed by her newfound strength. Because her Core Sin matched precisely with the Oniric Truth she’d mastered, advancing further along her Depravita Path had now become only a matter of time and steady cultivation.
Yet, before Meylin could begin consolidating her newly attained realm, her attention was sharply drawn to her side. She turned swiftly, sensing the surging power emanating from Cain, whose previously closed eyes now snapped open, blazing with crimson flames.
Cain unleashed a tremendous, draconic roar that dwarfed even Bahamut’s earlier display, resonating powerfully throughout the continent, shaking the very heavens and earth.
“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!”
Accompanying Cain’s mighty roar, an ocean of scarlet flames exploded outward, instantly filling the sky and enveloping Meylin and everyone nearby. These flames, however, inflicted no harm; instead, they were purely ethereal manifestations symbolizing Cain’s ascendant and boundless power.
Cain’s aura surged relentlessly, rising ever higher as the scarlet flames danced magnificently around him. Just as these flames began to fade gently away, the majestic Crimson World’s Matrix emerged once again, illuminating the heavens. This time, another of the three thousand main cosmic threads began shining intensely.
Everyone present watched in awe, understanding instinctively that Cain, too, had reached an unfathomable threshold. He was also going to rise to the Third Realm with an Oniric Truth to 100% completion, yet the most amazing thing was that there was still a massive amount of Origin Power flowing into Cain’s body.