Read Novel Full Chapter 2685: King of the Scarlet Night vs Primordial Dragon of Samsara
Chapter 2685: King of the Scarlet Night vs Primordial Dragon of Samsara
Immediately, the two massive, world-sized entities clashed.
There was no hesitation.
No testing of strength.
No elaborate techniques.
The moment they moved, they collided with a level of brutality that could only be described as feral.
This was no longer a battle between cultivators relying on techniques, battle arts, or carefully constructed abilities.
These forms were not illusions, nor were they simple transformations.
They were the most basic and authentic manifestations of their souls.
The truest forms of their existence.
And because of that, there was nothing restrained about their movements.
No elegance.
No unnecessary complexity.
Only instinct.
Only raw power.
"SHRKKKKKK!"
The sound of scales being shattered echoed through the void as the claws of the Primordial Dragon of Samsara tore through the shoulder of the King of the Scarlet Night.
Blood erupted.
Yet the injury did not slow the Sovereign.
He charged forward with frightening momentum, wrapping his enormous arms around the dragon’s body and tackling it with such overwhelming force that the void itself trembled.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
The two colossal figures slammed against the Universal Wall.
The impact spread across the barrier like a cosmic earthquake.
The Sovereign showed a fierce smile.
His right hand shot forward, seized the dragon by the head, and slammed it against the Universal Wall.
Again. And again. And again!
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
Each impact sounded like the ringing of a gigantic bell.
Every collision sent waves of Fourth Realm Force through the barrier.
Blood splattered in every direction as the Sovereign continued smashing the Primordial Dragon of Samsara’s head against the wall.
He was not using any sophisticated technique.
He simply relied on overwhelming physical strength.
The Universal Wall trembled beneath the assault.
The dragon did not lie down and took the barrage. Its claws immediately moved to attack, wanting to rip off the head of the Sovereign. Yet before they could land, red chains enveloped the limbs, halting their movement, leaving it defenseless.
The Sovereign’s eyes burned with excitement.
The barrage showed no signs of stopping.
It would continue until the Primordial Dragon of Samsara’s skull shattered—
Or until the Universal Wall broke apart and sent them both into the Emptiness.
Yet just as it seemed that the King of the Scarlet Night had gained the absolute advantage in raw physical combat, the dragon’s eyes suddenly changed.
Each of its enormous eyes began to glow.
Ten silver stars appeared within them.
The sight alone caused the Sovereign’s instincts to scream.
Then—
"ROOOOOAAAAAR!"
The Primordial Dragon of Samsara unleashed its power.
Its roar shook the void.
The claws trapped within the scarlet chains suddenly erupted with terrifying strength.
The chains snapped.
The dragon’s enormous claw swung forward.
"BOOOOOOM!"
It slammed directly into the Sovereign’s face.
The impact sent the King of the Scarlet Night staggering backward.
His eyes trembled.
The blow had shaken him all the way to his core.
But that was only the beginning.
Before the Sovereign could recover, the Primordial Dragon of Samsara was already upon him.
Its enormous jaws opened.
Its fangs pierced the side of the Sovereign’s neck.
The scales and flesh of the King of the Scarlet Night were tougher than ordinary Fourth Realm treasures, yet the dragon’s fangs still pierced through them.
Blood poured from the wound.
Pain finally forced the Sovereign’s instincts back into focus.
But there was no time to retaliate.
The Primordial Dragon’s jaws opened wider.
A stream of purple flames erupted from its mouth and flooded directly into the Sovereign’s body.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A scream of utter agony emerged from the King of the Scarlet Night.
The purple flames did not merely burn his flesh.
They invaded his body.
They transformed his life force into pure death essence, corroding his existence from the inside out.
His blood began to wither.
His organs began to decay.
Even his soul trembled under the terrifying power of Samsara.
Yet the Sovereign was far from defeated.
He clenched his teeth.
The pain was immense.
It was enough to make even a Fourth Realm existence lose consciousness.
But Cain endured.
Instead of retreating, his enormous wings suddenly folded inward.
They wrapped around both himself and the Primordial Dragon of Samsara.
The dragon was trapped.
Then the black eye on the Sovereign’s forehead began to glow.
At first, there was only a faint radiance.
Then—
Darkness erupted.
Black flames emerged from the eye.
In the next instant, they expanded into an ocean.
"FWOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
The sea of black fire spread across the void.
Moons.
Suns.
Black holes.
Massive celestial bodies.
Countless extraordinary phenomena that had existed for billions of years.
Everything caught within the range of the flames vanished.
They did not burn.
They did not explode.
They simply ceased to exist.
As if they had never been born.
The flames carried the essence of the End itself.
The ultimate destruction of existence.
A force that sought to reduce everything to nothingness.
Even Fourth Realm life forms could not casually escape such power.
The only entities that did not immediately disappear were the Universal Wall and the Primordial Dragon of Samsara.
But neither remained unharmed.
The Universal Wall began to burn.
A structure that had endured the passage of countless eras—one so immensely powerful that even the Heart of the Root had required centuries to create a small breach in it—now began to melt under the black flames.
A massive section of its surface slowly dissolved.
As for the Primordial Dragon of Samsara at the center of the inferno, its scales began to burn.
Smoke rose from its enormous body.
The dragon felt its flesh scorching beneath the flames, as if it were being boiled alive.
The fire was so intense that it was forced to close its eyes to prevent them from being destroyed.
Yet even then, it did not release its jaws.
It continued injecting the purple Samsara Flames into the Sovereign’s body.
One force sought to destroy the enemy from within.
The other sought to erase the enemy from without.
Two absolute powers collided.
Two manifestations of destruction.
Two different paths toward the same end.
The dark flames surrounding them were undeniably terrifying.
The principles contained within them did not fall behind the might of Samsara Force.
In terms of destructive potential, Cain’s newly awakened power was already comparable.
But there was one crucial difference.
Mastery.
The Incarnation of the Samsara Lord possessed a level of control so sublime that every particle of its Fourth Realm power moved according to its will.
Cain, on the other hand, had only just forged his new power.
He had crossed the boundary into the Fourth Realm, but he had yet to properly master the force he had created.
The difference was obvious.
Although the King of the Scarlet Night’s flames were terrifying, the damage they inflicted was still inferior to the devastation caused by the Samsara Flames invading his body.
Cain’s enormous eyes began to tremble.
The purple Samsara Force was spreading deeper.
It was no longer merely damaging his flesh.
It was reaching his mind.
His soul.
His very existence.
The Sovereign’s expression finally became solemn.
For the first time since the transformation, Cain understood something clearly.
Having Fourth Realm Force was one thing.
Mastering it was another.
And the Incarnation of the Samsara Lord had possessed an eternity’s worth of mastery compressed into its very existence.
The battle had only just begun.
But the advantage in raw power no longer guaranteed victory.
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The burning might unleashed by the two sets of flames was so immense that, even from such a vast distance, the warriors of the Six Sacred Races could still see their glow illuminating the void.
Leonidas and the others could not even comprehend the true level of power being unleashed by the Scarlet King and the Incarnation of the Samsara Lord, but deep down, they could feel that their mighty leader was locked in an incredibly dangerous battle.
None of them were cowards. If anything, every warrior of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance had already proven their willingness to face death without hesitation. But by the time they reached the battlefield, it would be too late.
And even if they somehow managed to arrive in time, none of them deluded themselves into thinking their power could make any meaningful difference.
The only one among the forces of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe capable of generating an attack powerful enough to harm a Fourth Realm life form like the Incarnation was the True Depravita of Hope. Yet Meylin had already given everything she had and had long since fallen unconscious.
However, even if they could not stand beside their King, that did not mean they were useless.
One by one, the eyes of the warriors of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance began to glow with scarlet light as the Power of Chaos resonated within their souls. They were not alone.
Far beyond the Fallen Empyrean World, countless beings who regarded the Scarlet King as their spiritual leader unconsciously raised their heads toward the void. Mortals, cultivators, warriors, and beings who had never even met Cain in person—all of them felt something stirring within their souls.
Millions.
Billions.
Trillions.
The number continued to grow.
Every being who had placed their hopes in the Scarlet King became another spark of Chaos, another thread connecting their existence to his.
The Sovereign’s right eye reacted to that faith.
The Power of Chaos ignited within him.
For a single instant, all pain vanished.
His blood surged. His muscles tightened. His wings spread wide as an overwhelming crimson aura erupted from his body.
Then, with newfound strength, the Sovereign’s hands shot forward.
He seized the Primordial Dragon of Samsara by the head and violently yanked it backward, tearing its jaws out of his neck!