The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2710: The new Nine Empyrean Suns Universe (II)

No matter where they were within the void, even those who had reached the Second Realm instinctively turned toward the center of the universe and witnessed the massive celestial body that had suddenly appeared there.

It was, without question, the most grandiose, majestic, and terrifying thing they had ever seen in their lives.

Its sheer size was incomprehensible to ordinary life forms. Its presence alone seemed to transcend the boundaries of what reality was supposed to contain, while the power radiating from its depths was so profound that merely gazing upon it felt like staring directly into the end of time itself. Countless warriors felt their souls tremble, their instincts screaming that they were witnessing something that should never have been possible.

For a single moment, the massive celestial body remained perfectly still.

Then—

"RUMBLE!"

A tremendous tremor spread throughout the void.

At first, many believed the gigantic celestial body had begun to move.

They were wrong.

Shock and amazement filled the hearts of the warriors of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe as they finally realized what was happening.

It was not the celestial body that was spinning.

The entire Nine Empyrean Suns Universe was spinning!

The countless worlds, stars, galaxies, spatial dimensions, and cosmic structures that made up the universe began rotating around its center. The very fabric of reality moved as one colossal structure, as though the universe itself had become part of an unimaginable mechanism.

Leonidas, Amon, Bael, Cipher, and the other powerhouses of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance were left completely dumbfounded as they witnessed that overwhelming power.

Yet the shock in Meylin's eyes was even greater.

As someone who already had one foot in the Fourth Realm, the True Depravita of Hope understood what was happening far better than the others.

Her eyes narrowed as she stared toward the enormous black hole at the center of reality.

'It is not raw power.'

Meylin's expression became solemn.

'His Fourth Realm Force has embedded itself into the very core of reality, and he is rewriting the principles that hold the universe together.'

The realization caused Meylin to clench her fists.

Her Force of Hope was incredibly powerful, everlasting, and perfectly suited to her body and soul. It was a force capable of supporting her existence through almost any tribulation and would undoubtedly become even more terrifying once she fully entered the Fourth Realm.

But Omega Horizon was on another level.

When it came to manipulating reality itself, Meylin understood that even if she reached the Fourth Realm, she would likely remain behind the Scarlet King in that particular domain.

The thought, however, did not discourage her.

Instead, determination quickly replaced the surprise in her eyes.

Her aura erupted with immense power.

"Come!"

The single word echoed across the void.

Meylin's voice awakened the warriors around her, pulling their attention away from the impossible sight before them. Their expressions immediately became focused as they remembered the importance of the task they still had to complete.

The evacuation had reached its final stage.

Hundreds of millions of Second Realm warriors who had been helping evacuate mortals and weaker life forms across countless worlds performed one final scan of their assigned sectors. After confirming that no living beings remained behind, they immediately withdrew and entered the Inner Worlds of Prima Deities waiting nearby.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Third Realm Life Forms began moving toward Meylin's position.

Some relied on their own pathways of power, while others used teleportation formations that crossed astronomical distances in an instant. One after another, the powerhouses of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe gathered around the True Depravita of Hope.

Meylin briefly glanced over them before turning her gaze toward the Empyrean Worlds.

The first to react was the Everstrife Empyrean World, Cain's homeworld.

From its depths, two figures emerged.

One was an old man.

The other was a young man who appeared to be in his teenage years.

They were none other than Ao and Aion, the two entities who had become the mind and will of the Everstrife Empyrean World.

The two glanced toward Meylin before clasping their hands respectfully and moving behind her.

Leonidas and many of the other leaders were already familiar with the pair. Ao and Aion had played an important role throughout the war, and their presence within the alliance was no longer surprising.

But then—

Another figure emerged from a different Empyrean World.

He was massive.

Standing hundreds of meters tall, the figure possessed an enormous, muscular body covered in scars that seemed to have been carved directly into his flesh. He did not appear entirely human, nor could he be placed within any of the Six Sacred Races.

He possessed multiple arms reminiscent of the Legio Race, enormous fangs protruding from his mouth, and pointed ears resembling those of the Atrox.

His entire existence radiated an overwhelming sense of battle.

He looked like a being born solely for war, with ferocity forming the very core of his essence.

Like Aion, however, this massive warrior was not an ordinary life form.

He was the Empyrean Will of an Empyrean World.

The sight shocked everyone.

This was the first time any of them had ever seen him, including warriors who originated from that very world.

The reason was simple.

He had never manifested before.

Unlike the Everstrife Empyrean World, where Aion had chosen Cain and formed a direct connection with him, the other Empyrean Worlds had never selected World Kings of their own.

It was not because their Empyrean Wills lacked sufficient power.

The problem was unity.

Empyrean Wills were born in a manner similar to the Universe Will. They were manifestations of the collective consciousness, emotions, desires, and wills of the countless inhabitants residing within their respective worlds.

For an Empyrean Will to fully manifest and recognize an individual, that individual needed to resonate with the hearts of the world's inhabitants.

Cain had achieved something that no one else had.

His bond with the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe had not been forged through fear or submission. It had been born from respect, admiration, loyalty, and the desire of countless beings to follow him.

Of course, the leaders of the other Empyrean Worlds could not truly be blamed for failing to achieve the same.

Cain possessed the Power of Chaos, which made forming such a connection far easier.

There was no time to dwell on those nuances, however.

More figures began emerging from the Empyrean Worlds.

After the enormous battle-hardened giant came someone who was his complete opposite.

An old woman appeared.

She possessed a frail body, thin limbs, and pointed ears. Her appearance seemed so weak that an ordinary mortal might have mistaken her for someone who could barely stand.

Yet the moment the warriors looked into her dark eyes, even Overgods instinctively raised their guards.

There was something terrifying hidden within those eyes.

One after another, the Empyrean Wills emerged from their respective worlds.

Some appeared as humans.

Others resembled strange beasts or monstrous warriors.

Their appearances differed greatly, reflecting the countless civilizations and races that had shaped their worlds, but they all possessed the same fundamental nature.

They were the collective wills of the Empyrean Worlds.

Eventually, every Empyrean Will had emerged and stood behind Meylin.

The True Depravita of Hope slowly turned toward them.

She counted their presence, then looked across the void.

Every single Empyrean World had responded.

Meylin nodded.

The evacuation had succeeded.

It had been a monumental task.

They had not merely evacuated members of the Six Sacred Races, nor had they focused only on powerful cultivators.

Every sentient life form had been evacuated!

Countless mortals, beasts, spirits, civilizations, and weaker races had been transported into Inner Worlds, spatial treasures, and other protected dimensions.

Nothing had been left behind.

Surrounding Meylin were the Empyrean Wills, the greatest warriors of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe, and the countless beings who had been entrusted with surviving what came next.

For the first time since the universe was born, its countless worlds stood empty.

The responsibility weighing upon the True Depravita of Hope caused her mind, soul, and will to reach a level of concentration that surpassed even what she had achieved during her battle with Nito. Meylin took a deep breath as starlight illuminated her eyes before she clasped her hands with all her strength.

A majestic golden lotus with thirty-three enormous petals began to manifest around her, completely encompassing the Empyrean Wills and all the Third Realm Life Forms carrying the population of the universe within their Inner Worlds and treasures.

Her eyes shone brighter and brighter as starlight spread across every petal, reinforcing the lotus and continuously increasing its defensive power. Her understanding of Flow had grown tremendously thanks to the seed of Cain's spirit residing within her soul, making the golden lotus something that no Third Realm Life Form, regardless of strength, could hope to damage.

Now, fused with the Force of Hope, its defensive power had reached a level that even a Fourth Realm Life Form would struggle to overcome.

'I hope it is enough.'

Despite the overwhelming strength of her defenses, that was the first thought that crossed Meylin's mind.

Tension arose among the life forms beneath the lotus as the rotation of the universe accelerated faster and faster.

Then, they saw it.

The Empyrean Worlds began moving toward the abyss at the center of reality.