The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 1417

Chapter 1417: Scarlet King vs Supre Neo-Demon (V) Chapter 1417: Scarlet King vs Supre Neo-Demon (V) Ti seed to stop for a second as the Scarlet King and the Supre Neo-Demon reached the apex of their power.

Their auras, already imnse, soared to new heights, generating such tension that the scorched air itself felt as though it might tear.

In that instant of hush, neither moved-yet both braced themselves for an eruption of violence more cataclysmic than any they had shown before.

The tenuous calm did not last for long.

“ARGGGGHHHH!” “ARGGGGHHHH!” Two overwhelming roars exploded from their throats.

Rage and killing intent, forged in countless brutal clashes, ignited the atmosphere, making even the battered infernal plane quiver.

Then, as if in perfect synchronicity, they lunged at each other.

Every ounce of energy in their bodies and souls, along with the total sum of their willpower, now channeled into the next exchange.

As these two humanoid forces approached one another, colossal images manifested high above them.

Towering overhead, the figure of a golden sun flared into being while a demonic winged snake nearly as large roared into existence.

Each radiated overwhelming might, representing the supre convictions of their wielders.

And then, with unstoppable montum, those images clashed.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!” A deafening explosion reverberated across the entire demonic plane the mont the Spear of Doom t the Supre Neo-Demon’s fist.

Violent waves of fire and lightning ravaged the sky, fracturing the clouds and splitting the earth as if the realm itself might collapse under the onslaught.

The Scarlet King’s eyes glead with red flas.

He pushed the Spear of Doom forward with all his might while the Supre Neo-Demon’s gaze shone like twin suns, resisting the spear’s edge by raw force alone.

A snarl twisted the Scarlet King’s lips.

His arms strained under the weight pressing against him.

Though he had multiplied Concepts before, relying on layered willpower, he found that his enemy manifested only a single, pure Concept.

Yet the Supre Neo-Demon’s singular Concept radiated strength so absolute, so utterly sincere, that it seed to embody the very core of his existence.

“His path!” the Scarlet King realized with a flash of insight.

The monstrous power he witnessed wasn’t rely due to the Neo-Demon’s triple consciousness or so random happenstance.

Rather, it represented a refined will-one that had already ascended to a subli level, revealing the chosen path that guided the Supre Neo-Demon’s life. Freedom.

While the Scarlet King prided himself on unparalleled willpower, here he was confronting soone who, at an equivalent point of cultivation, had forged an unwavering path forward.

“ARGGGGHHHHHHHH!” Facing such unwavering conviction made the Scarlet King push himself even harder.

He unleashed his full reserves, thrusting the spear’s tip closer to the Supre Neo-Demon.

In response, the Supre Neo-Demon’s golden eyes narrowed; his killing might erupt in fierce retaliation.

Every cell in his body concentrated on driving his right fist forward, brimming with unstoppable force.

Between the white-knuckled fist and the spear’s blazing point, energy crested higher and higher.

Eventually, it reached a destructive threshold so great that a tiny black dot ford between them-so small at first as to be barely visible but rapidly expanding.

Within monts, it swallowed the figures of the Scarlet King and the Supre Neo-Demon, twisting gravity in all directions.

Rivers of lava rose into the sky, uprooted by the gravitational chaos, and entire mountains trembled on the verge of collapse.

Yet the phenonon couldn’t stabilize.

The swirling power collapsed in on itself within the next breath, triggering an implosion that then exploded outward with catastrophic force.

The shock wave spanned the entire confines of the hellish plane, razing everything in its path.

At the mont of the blast, a majestic spear was hurled from the center of chaos, vanishing into the distance.

Silence.

For a handful of heartbeats, the entire dinsion lay still as though reeling from the shock.

But soon, a dull blast reverberated through the wreckage, then another. “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” More and more detonations sounded, each potent enough to warp the scorched terrain.

All originated from the epicenter of the devastation, where two silhouettes still stood, locked in battle-two n, each battered and bruised, striving to pound the other into oblivion with bare fists.

The Scarlet King and the Supre Neo-Demon glared at one another, exchanging strikes with pure savagery.

Their bodies were riddled with injuries-flesh scorched, bones fractured, and energy nearly depleted.

Their once-majestic auras of dark fla or white lightning had vanished, leaving only the flickering glow of unwavering will in their eyes.

Though neither backed down, a grim reality hung over the scene: in a raw contest of fists, the Scarlet King was on the losing side.

His vision blurred from pain and exhaustion, his limbs quivering with every mont.

He felt the call of collapse echoing through his battered muscles and shattered bones.

But sothing deep within refused to let him fall, fueling him with a final spark of defiance.

He pressed forward, giving every last scrap of strength to this final standoff.

Eventually, blackness seeped into his field of vision.

His eyes threatened to shut from the overwhelming toll.

Spotting the Scarlet King’s eyes dull with unconsciousness, the Supre Neo-Demon’s face twisted in a sneer of triumph.

He clenched his remaining strength into one more monstrous punch, aiming to crush the Scarlet King’s skull.

The blow ca forward, unstoppable and final.

Yet right at that instant, the Scarlet King’s third eye mutated, giving way to the Eye of Gluttony.

It rekindled his vision for one last, desperate mont.

He jerked his head aside just in ti, dodging the lethal strike.

Summoning the dregs of his battered reserves, he unleashed a monstrous counterpunch straight at the Supre Neo-Demon’s face.

The fist landed flush, forcing the Supre Neo-Demon to rock backward a full step, an outco unimaginable re seconds earlier.

“AAAARRGGGHHHHH!” A thunderous bellow of rage tore from the Supre Neo-Demons throat as he clenched his jaw, refusing to be hurled aside.

Mustering every grain of muscle left, the Supre Neo-Demon twisted his body for yet another blow, channeling a final surge of unstoppable might.

However, right before the strike could land, a voice-calm yet inexorable-echoed across the destroyed domain.

“Ti up!”