Chapter 1365: Everstrife Empyrean World Chapter 1365: Everstrife Empyrean World “Knowledge is power,” Cain uttered these words as he hovered above the vast oceans of Aether.
The gentle sound of the waves lapping at each other contrasted sharply with the cold glow in his eyes.
High above the tranquil surface, he adopted a ditative position, legs folded and hands relaxed at his sides.
A subtle shift occurred on his forehead as the Eye of Gluttony erged.
This demonic eye had grown monstrous since the last ti Cain used it.
Its evolution ca thanks to his rise in the Ego Eternal Path of Power’s cultivation, as well as his increasing mastery over the Concept of Gluttony. Cain closed his left and right eyes, focusing entirely on the third eye.
He concentrated, delving into its essence, unraveling its nature and powers before taking the next step.
Hours passed-nearly ten-during which he remained utterly still, suspended in the sky. At last, Cain opened his eyes once more, and understanding filled them.
His comprehension of the Eye of Gluttony had reached a granular level.
He could sense every nuance of its power, every subtle thread of its influence over mind and soul.
The mont he achieved this clarity, his gaze sharpened with willpower, and Leviathan, the colossal winged serpent that reigned in his Soul Dinsion, vanished from that inner realm, only to reappear behind him in the physical world.
Cain’s eyes remained sharp and cold as he waved his hand, and the body of Anart, the Inferno Daemon Master who wielded gravitational Star Power, materialized before him. A coldness arose in Cain’s eyes as the power of the Eye of Gluttony surged.
The sa demonic organ erged on Leviathan’s forehead.
There was a brutal finality in Cain’s gaze, a rciless hunger that craved the knowledge and essence trapped within Anart’s soul.
The Eye of Gluttony burst with psychic force, reaching into Anart’s Soul Dinsion.
In an instant, a psychic wave bridged the gap between realms.
Leviathan, three hundred and fifty thousand ters of demonic serpentine enormity, was sent into the Inferno Daemon’s Soul Dinsion.
Cain’s vision shifted to what Leviathan perceived-a massive Soul Dinsion reminiscent of a wasteland shaped by gravitational waves.
In the center hovered a colossal Dark Moon, dimly luminous and foreboding.
Cain understood imdiately: this Dark Moon was Anart’s Alter Ego, the core of his willpower and consciousness.
To fully absorb the daemon’s thoughts, experiences, and mories, Cain would have to overwhelm and consu this Alter Ego.
Leviathan roared, its cry resounding through the Soul Dinsion.
Waves of oppressive force rolled outward, scattering pockets of gravitational energy like leaves in a storm.
Its wings flapped, sending invisible tides of power cascading across the dinsion, and it lunged toward the Dark Moon with unstoppable might.
Although Anart was unconscious and his life force extrely weakened, the Inferno Daemon’s Alter Ego recognized the threat.
The Dark Moon’s energy flared with desperate intensity, gathering massive waves of gravitational power.
It forged them into a single beam-a spear of twisted space-ti-and fired it at Leviathan.
The beam tore through the Soul Dinsion, warping reality with its gravitational might.
Yet Leviathan’s strength was far more significant.
The serpentine monstrosity shattered the beam with a thunderous impact, scattering fragnts of warped gravity into harmless sparks of light.
Without losing montum, Leviathan coiled its gargantuan body around the Dark Moon, trapping it in an unbreakable embrace.
A mont later, the Eye of Gluttony on Leviathan’s forehead glowed with malevolent brilliance.
Its jaws opened wide, revealing rows of gleaming fangs, and it began to devour pieces of the Dark Moon.
Each bite tore away fragnts of Anart’s essence-his mories, his cultivation insights, his ego.
Sowhere in the fading recesses of the Inferno Daemon’s mind, Anart awakened to unimaginable agony.
His consciousness returned only to witness the destruction of everything he was. “AHHHHHHH-” the cry ended abruptly as Leviathan finished its feast.
The Dark Moon, along with Anart’s willpower and ego, was consud entirely.
Back in the physical world, Cain observed how the Inferno Daemon’s eyes lost their light.
He cared nothing for the Inferno Daemon’s fate.
What mattered now was the massive stream of knowledge, mories, and sensory information flooding his mind and soul through the Eye of Gluttony.
The power of this eye was formidable indeed.
It allowed Cain to obtain every mory from Anart’s very first mont of reason up until his last breath.
And not just surface-level knowledge-Cain received all types of sensory information and cultivation insights.
He could glean the intricate details of high-level cultivation techniques Anart had mastered, as well as gain a guide to delve into gravitational-type Star Power if he so wished.
Though Cain’s willpower was astonishing, processing over three hundred thousand years of mories took ti.
Nearly six hours passed as he stood motionless above the silent ocean, the only sign of change being the subtle furrow of his brow as he navigated the torrent of information.
When at last he finished, he opened his eyes, and wisdom and enlightennt glowed within them.
Just yesterday, Cain had known nothing of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe, but now he held an extrely deep and thorough understanding of its local landscape.
Details of customs, powers, and cosmic geography lay neatly cataloged in his thoughts.
“Everstrife Empyrean World,” he whispered, naming the realm to which he had bound Aether.
The na was apt: for billions of years, not a single mont of true peace had graced that world’s surface.
Wars raged daily.
Empires rose and fell in a constant cycle of blood and ambition.
To many, an eternity of conflict might be daunting, even terrifying.
But in Cain’s mind, these endless struggles were precisely what he needed.
Conflict was opportunity.
Strife bred growth, and Cain intended to use this environnt to elevate his kingdom, to have his people temper themselves in the fires of war, forging a future of unstoppable might.
With Anart’s mories fully assimilated, Cain glanced once more at the daemon’s corpse-or what should have been a corpse.
Only dust remained.
After consuming the Alter Ego, Leviathan had not stopped.
It devoured Anart’s Soul Dinsion and body, absorbing physical and spiritual force into itself.
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