The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 1959: A new Primordial?

Alpha-Omega Overgod inheritances were not merely rare—they were unheard of in the current Everstrife Empyrean World. In fact, they reached such a level of rarity that the cultivation paths for the Astral Rebirth of Essence Evolution Paths of Power were effectively non-existent beyond the Archdeity Rank. Yet here, in this strange and ancient place, such things clearly existed.

The discovery filled them with excitement, but before that joy could take root, the ancient echoing voice that seemed to control the prices echoed.

"To gain access to Elder Oran’s inheritance, pay 5,000 credits."

The trio’s eyes twitched as one. The number was shocking. It was far beyond what either of the brothers could pay independently, and even though Cain possessed an impressive 44,500 credits, he was in no mood to spend ten percent of his wealth on something that might not benefit him directly.

The cost was designed to sting, and it did.

A heavy silence followed as they processed the demand. For a moment, disappointment threatened to weigh them down, but the strength of their willpower quickly steadied their minds. They reminded themselves that there were countless statues scattered across the Fourth Ring. Each might contain inheritances that could fuel immense growth. They could not afford to be distracted by a single opportunity, no matter how rare.

Cain’s voice broke the silence.

"Let’s disperse and explore the Fourth Ring for three months before heading into the Fifth Gate."

As soon as those words left his lips, both Amon and Bael turned toward him with eyes wide in awe. Cain could feel their emotions, their rising expectations. He could only offer a faint, awkward smile before shaking his head softly.

"I am sorry to disappoint," he admitted, "but I have no confidence in succeeding in the Fifth Trial."

These were not words of false modesty. Cain was not someone who belittled himself. His abilities were formidable, and his growth—especially since acquiring the Crown of Ascension—had been astonishing. Even so, the truth was undeniable. It had taken everything he had to barely pass the Fourth Gate with only a Superior Grade. Attempting the Fifth, in his current state, was beyond him.

"I only want to see it with my own eyes," he continued, his tone steady. "To understand what kind of challenge it presents. Let’s remain in contact during this time so we can share the types of inheritances and structures we discover. That way, none of us waste effort repeating what the others already found."

Amon and Bael exhaled heavily, a note of disappointment slipping through. It would have been incredible to reach the Fifth Ring together. But their regret did not last long. The thrill and excitement returned quickly. After all, they had waited millions of years to stand within the Fourth Ring. Now that it was open to them, they were determined to exploit every resource it offered.

With a firm nod to Cain, the brothers rose into the sky and shot off toward the left. Cain turned to the right.

His consciousness spread outward, vast and refined, creating a mental map of everything around him. Every building, every statue—he scanned and catalogued them, analyzing their structures and the inheritances they held.

As expected, there were many inheritances related to professions—some to Genetic Coding, others to Tribulation Enhancement. Cain marked these carefully in his memory as they were useful for him.

There were also inheritances tied to the battlefield, but here came the real disappointment: there were no Alpha-Omega Overgod cultivation techniques. Neither Cain nor the brothers, after some searching, could uncover even a trace of one.

"It seems that while the Fourth Ring does hold Alpha-Omega Overgod inheritances, cultivation techniques themselves are absent at this level," Cain murmured to himself with a sigh.

He was not surprised. Cultivation techniques were the very heart of any great organization. Those at the Alpha-Omega Overgod Tier would naturally be the most jealously guarded. If any such techniques existed here, they were almost certainly sealed away in the Fifth Ring.

Cain’s eyes lingered briefly on the massive wall dividing the Fourth and Fifth Rings. His gaze was sharp, his thoughts heavy. But after a moment, he shook his head and turned away. There was no point in longing for what could not yet be reached.

As he continued exploring, another detail drew his attention. Among the statues were not only figures from one race or faction, but from both Light and Dark Races, standing side by side. There was no sign of segregation, no sense of camps or divisions.

"Could it be," Cain wondered silently, "that in the First Era of the Everstrife Empyrean World, there was no division between Light and Dark Races?"

The thought lingered in his mind, heavy and unsettling. His expression grew solemn. Yet he did not slow his pace, continuing to analyze statues and structures as he moved.

Many inheritances caught his attention, both in professional mastery and in battle abilities. Some were remarkable, capable of enhancing his battle power significantly, yet none struck him with true excitement, but that changed when he reached a colossal statue unlike the rest.

The figure was immense. Its physical body radiated overwhelming might, with muscles covering every inch of it, its four massive arms looking capable of holding up the entire sky. Its entire body was devoid of hair, its features carved in lines of strength and indomitability.

Cain felt something stir within him the moment his eyes fell on it—a strange connection, as though some hidden part of himself resonated with the presence before him. Unable to resist, he stepped closer.

As he approached, shadows flowed across the statue’s body, making it seem alive. This time, however, more than glowing eyes emerged. Around the figure’s head manifested a ring of seven stars, spinning slowly in orbit—exactly like the star that crowned Cain himself.

"A Primordial!?" Cain could not stop the words from escaping his lips.

Other than Anark, this was the first time he had ever encountered even a trace of the Primordial Race.