The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 2138

Chapter 2138: The Flow Unity

A profound sense of transcendence coursed through Cain’s body and soul. He could feel it — he had reached the next evolution of the Flow, the power to channel its Light through every fiber of his being, becoming one with the current itself.

“When the universe breathes through you, your entire existence is elevated.”

His eyes glowed with golden light — pure, luminous, and immeasurably deep — so radiant it seemed to transcend reality itself. He could feel the radiance of Flow nurturing his soul force and True Name, enhancing his talent and potential.

After several minutes, he regained focus and clenched his fist.

“The Flow Unity.”

Along with mastery came the name of the new Aspect, the one that had eluded him for so much time.

Cain stood amid the molten surface of the Fifth Ring, yet it no longer threatened him. The fiery currents bent around his form, unable to harm what had become part of them. Still, he knew his journey was far from over.

Gazing into the distance, he could see where the nature of the terrain shifted. The Fifth Ring, like the Fourth Ring before it, had multiple phases — and he had only completed the first.

“The next step,” he thought, “will be to compress the Flow — to weaponize it, just like that man did.”

Meylin had told him about the Crimson Exarch’s battle in the First Ring at the first chance she got. When Cain first heard it, he had been astonished. Not only was the Crimson Exarch a master of the Flow, but he also wielded something he called the Crimson Throne, a power uncannily similar to Cain’s own Scarlet Throne. The resemblance was troubling.

But he pushed the thought aside. There was little use in speculation when they knew so little about the man. Still, Cain knew that if fate ever brought them face to face, he would search for answers. However, exactly how he would handle the man was complicated.

The orders from the Demon King were clear: kill the Crimson Exarch. And yet… the man had saved Meylin from Black Mask. Based on what Cain had heard of his combat style, there was even a chance the Exarch had been the mysterious sniper who saved him once before.

Shaking off the thought, Cain refocused. The Flow’s Light now moved ceaselessly through his body, seamless as breath — but the next step was to learn how to harness it: to concentrate its current into a single point and give it form.

He returned to the safe zone and joined the others in discussion. Together with the Enlightened One and the rest, he examined the principles of the Fifth Aspect before resuming meditation, determined to weaponize the Flow’s Light.

Cain began simply — gathering the Light of the Flow into his right hand, trying to condense it into a solid gauntlet.

It took nearly six hours before he succeeded. Even then, the process strained the Flow within him. Compressing and shaping the current disrupted the delicate balance that allowed it to move freely through his being.

He sighed softly. It seemed he was back to training from the beginning. Yet the thrill of progress filled him with renewed determination. He had achieved Unity — and that joy was enough to keep him going for decades if needed.

Gradually, his ability to compress and condense the Flow grew stronger.

After several months, Cain could forge gauntlets that wrapped around his arms and legs, enhancing both his offensive power and his defense. Soon, he learned to channel the same energy through his weapons.

But this was only the beginning.

Nearly a year later, after endless refinement, Cain succeeded in forming a force field nearly five meters in diameter. Its resilience was weaker than the Flow armor he created on his body, but its significance was far greater — it meant he was finally ready to advance toward the end of the ring.

Cain stood and turned toward the group. His expression sharpened, and immediately all conversation ceased. The others focused on him, sensing he had something important to say.

“I’m heading for the end of the ring,” Cain said calmly. “I can generate a force field strong enough to protect some of us, but to survive the journey, each of you must be able to channel the Flow through your body and soul — even at a basic level.”

A quiet sigh rippled through the warriors of the Life Path.

Aside from the Enlightened One, Meylin, and Tiramisu, none had yet reached that stage. Their progress was admirable, but they were still far from ready. To achieve mastery over Unity could take decades — even centuries.

That was not really a problem for ArchDeities; meditation sessions lasting hundreds of years were common. But Cain couldn’t afford to wait that long.

Though disappointment flickered in their eyes, Ikmael, Alita, Oni, Akita, and Anita all smiled faintly and nodded in understanding. They knew he had to go on without them.

Cain met their gazes with respect. He clasped his hands and bowed slightly — a gesture of honor for their dedication and perseverance. Then he turned to Meylin, Tiramisu, and the Enlightened One.

The three stepped forward immediately. Together, they approached Cain as he summoned the Flow’s Light once more.

A radiant golden field bloomed around him, vast and shimmering like a living sun. Its edges rippled with quiet power as he stabilized its form, shaping it into a protective barrier wide enough for the four of them.

Cain glanced at his companions, his voice steady.

“Stay close.”

Then, without hesitation, he stepped forward — into the blazing sea of light.

The surface of the sun rippled beneath his feet. The air trembled around the barrier, streaked with golden flares, yet the shield held strong.

Each step carried them farther than before — beyond the known edge of the Fifth Ring, toward the unseen gate that awaited them.

This time, Cain would not stop.

He would walk until the end — until the Flow itself revealed the path to the Sixth Ring.