Chapter 1653: The return of the Ouroboros System
Cain’s heart surged with exhilaration as the authoritative voice of the Samsara Lord echoed majestically within the castle walls. His eyes flickered briefly with intense killing intent as he examined the upgraded Royal Rebirth Mark shimring along his forearm.
“I’m much stronger now.”
Power was the foundation of Cain’s ambitions, especially considering the magnitude of the task awaiting him. Unlike his conquest of the Gu Sect, where he controlled the city and could rely on its power to shield him from serious threats, the upcoming clash with the Golden Star Kingdom presented a far greater risk.
While Cain had various ans to gather information and insight into his new adversaries, he knew very well it wouldn’t guarantee absolute victory. Should the worst-case scenario unfold, Cain might even be forced into a humiliating retreat—an outco that would severely undermine his montum and risk fracturing his tenuous hold over the Gu Sect.
Cain was not naive enough to delude himself into believing the sect’s loyalty was genuine. He clearly understood that they followed him only out of greed and fear.
If their leader faltered, those opportunistic followers would surely abandon him at the first chance. The stakes were extraordinarily high, leaving Cain no room for mistakes.
His eyes sharpened again, shining with determination as he unleashed a powerful Ego Wave toward the myriad treasures hovering above in the Samsara Arsenal Module.
With ease born of mastery, Cain rapidly cataloged each item, instantly learning their nas, functions, and profound uses. Without delay, he carefully transferred them into his spatial ring and exited the Samsara Sacrificial Ground, leaving the module swiftly behind.
Without pausing, Cain erged from the fiery depths of the volcano and shot toward the Gu Sect. His speed and formidable cultivation base allowed him to cross vast distances in re monts. Soon, the radiant golden city ca into view beneath him.
A faint, satisfied smile curled at the edges of Cain’s lips as he beheld tens of thousands of Divine Cultivators assembled in the skies above the city.
Although the brutal Gu Contest had significantly reduced their numbers, the allure of power, wealth, and prestige still drew countless new cultivators into the sect daily.
Those sa individuals, once blinded by ambition, now stood frozen with apprehension as the reality of impending war dawned upon them. Regret reflected in many eyes, but retreat was no longer an option.
Cain’s gaze swiftly settled upon Pation, Lancer, and Karter hovering sternly above the masses. Sensing Cain’s arrival, their eyes imdiately turned to him. Upon seeing him clearly, all three powerful cultivators noticeably stiffened, narrowing their eyes cautiously.
They could sense that Cain’s power had increased significantly once more. In the Everstrife Empyrean World, a Prima Deity who improved notably every few decades was considered a divine genius.
Cain, however, defied this conventional wisdom by ascending in strength almost every moon. Such unprecedented growth defied logic.
Upon reaching the trio, Cain stopped, standing calmly in front of them. Imdiately, the three masters focused on Cain’s right eye, instincts flaring urgently to warn them of imnse danger. A solemn hush settled between them.
Cain, however, rely smiled faintly and nodded approvingly. “Well done.”
Turning next toward the assembled Divine Cultivators, Cain’s expression darkened slightly as he observed their defeated and disheartened deanor. Their eyes reflected hopelessness and uncertainty, signs of a dispirited army.
“At this rate, they won’t even serve adequately as cannon fodder.”
Decisively, Cain raised his right hand, his eyes blazing fiercely with fiery crimson and brilliant gold radiance. In the next mont, vibrant thirty-colored Revolution Flas erupted into existence above the vast army, illuminating the sky in dazzling brilliance.
An awed silence fell over the cultivators as more and more of these powerful flas materialized, dancing majestically in midair. Once enough flas had ford, Cain directed his attention to the cultivators below, promptly dispatching the flas toward groups of one hundred cultivators simultaneously.
Initially, panic gripped the chosen warriors. Though they knew of the miraculous Tribulation Enhancents, they also understood their extre dangers. Performing even a single Revolution Refinent safely was arduous enough; controlling one hundred simultaneously seed impossible. To them, it was inevitable that most, if not all, would perish in agony.
Yet, as the colorful flas sank smoothly into their bodies, terror quickly transford into disbelief and elation. Instead of pain and chaos, a powerful but gentle torrent of worldly energy surged through them, revitalizing and strengthening their bodies and Sacred Organs.
Old wounds, hidden ailnts, and lingering impurities accumulated through years of battles vanished swiftly, replaced by unprecedented vigor and purity.
Cain’s skills had already reached the remarkable level of managing one hundred simultaneous 35-Revolution Refinents. While it was true that ninety exploded like balloons full of blood, ten survived. Now, executing one hundred simultaneous 30-Revolution Refinents was practically child’s play.
Without hesitation, Cain repeated this miraculous refinent process again and again. Each batch of cultivators erged transford, their bodies thrumming with newfound strength, their faces lit with radiant excitent.
By day’s end, Cain had personally refined every warrior assembled above the Gu Sect. The once-defeated cultivators now brimd with imnse vitality, their eyes blazing fiercely with anticipation for the coming battle.
But Cain wasn’t finished yet. Monts later, every cultivator’s computer ring resonated with a notification from the [Ouroboros System].
Intrigued, the cultivators hurriedly opened the interface. To their astonishnt, they saw a brand-new reward system that vastly exceeded their wildest dreams, making the old Gu Sect interface seem pathetic in comparison.
This new system offered access to even higher-level Revolution Refinents and various treasures of incredible power—so potent enough to elevate even Late Divine Transcendent Masters close to the threshold of becoming Half-Step Prima Deities!
Their excitent rapidly turned to burning desire as they realized the path to acquiring these treasures was straightforward—kill their enemies from the Golden Star Kingdom.
At dawn, the approaching war seed like an unavoidable march toward death. Now, with Cain’s intervention, it resembled a grand feast brimming with incredible opportunities.
Determination surged through them, their earlier despair utterly erased. Their eyes glead with profound killing intent, eager and hungry to engage their foes in battle.
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