Screams and explosions echoed throughout the dungeon for several long minutes, shaking the walls and creating waves of violent, chaotic energy, until finally there was only silence.
In the aftermath, Cain stood alone. His towering figure bore a few minor scratches, but these superficial wounds were already rapidly regenerating under the influence of his scarlet flas, swiftly restoring him to his absolute peak condition.
All the other Prima Deities who had previously been imprisoned in the dungeon were gone. Every single one of them had now beco part of the Scarlet Throne, their bodies ticulously dismantled and fused into that vast, crimson realm. They now existed solely as cosmic fuel, providing an unending stream of vitality and potent blood force.
With each breath Cain took, he felt an overwhelming torrent of energy flooding his body. Even though his Neo-Demon Path of Power and the strength of his Black Hole had not significantly increased, the physical capabilities of his body were rapidly ascending to an entirely new level. This rapid enhancent vividly demonstrated the utterly overwhelming might of the Scarlet Throne.
Of course, raw physical strength and vitality were not Cain’s only rewards. Much like its predecessor, Scarlet Reaper, the Scarlet Throne had the terrifying ability to consu not only the physical forms but also the very souls of those who perished within it. As a result, Cain inherited all the mories, cultivation techniques, innate abilities, and even Oniric Insights of the unfortunate prisoners.
However, as Cain analyzed these newfound powers more closely, a small frown appeared on his face. He first directed his attention toward the phenonon inside his Black Hole, where all the stolen Innate Abilities of the prisoners now resided.
"These prisoners’ innate abilities are undoubtedly powerful, each surpassing Void Eclipse Tier, yet those inside my Black Hole barely reach the level of the Third Realm," Cain mused inwardly.
He briefly entertained the possibility that the Dragon Empress had tampered with or suppressed these innate abilities beforehand but quickly dismissed the notion. The answer was far simpler—and sowhat disappointing.
"I successfully devoured their bodies, souls, and even their True Nas. Yet, while I consud their True Nas, I failed to fully assimilate them."
A Third Realm Innate Ability was, in essence, a direct manifestation and extension of one’s True Na. Since Cain had been unable to completely assimilate the True Nas of the captured Prima Deities, the innate abilities he absorbed remained incomplete, re shadows—Pseudo Third Realm Innate Abilities at best.
This realization slightly dampened Cain’s initial excitent, but he swiftly accepted the limitation.
However, when Cain shifted his attention toward the Oniric Insights he had acquired, his expression grew even darker.
"I was able to extract and absorb their Oniric Insights, but not completely. Even though several of these Pri Deities had comprehended their Oniric Truths to 100%, the insight obtained through the Scarlet Throne will allow to only reach the 50% milestone."
Given the imnse importance that Oniric Truths held within the Crimson World’s cultivation system, this limitation presented a significant hurdle. Yet, despite his frustration, Cain understood why such a limitation existed.
"Even the Scarlet Throne from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe had difficulty fully assimilating insights of the Third Realm—and that version of the throne was specialized in the assimilation of psychic and conceptual power. Oniric Truths are infinitely more complex and abstract compared to Laws and Concepts. It’s understandable that the Scarlet Throne in the Crimson World, which primarily emphasizes physical might and blood vitality, would face severe limitations assimilating such profound cosmic insights."
Despite these constraints, Cain quickly reconciled with the reality. The current version of the Scarlet Throne was extrely potent—indeed, it allowed his physical capabilities to rapidly outpace his energy and soul cultivation. Even with these limitations, it was still a phenonal power source.
"If I want to deepen my Oniric Insights further, I can always rely on Origin Power. And as for enhancing my innate abilities, that’s even simpler."
A faint smile returned to Cain’s lips. Imdiately, crimson flas surged forth from his True Na, ruthlessly devouring all the Pseudo Third Realm innate abilities he’d just acquired. Those flas swiftly transford these stolen powers into pure origin force, directing the abundant energy toward strengthening his two core innate abilities: Reaper Touch and Supercomputer Assistant.
Cain’s smile broadened with satisfaction as he watched his two primary innate abilities rapidly evolve, growing stronger by the mont. Their auras quickly transford, ascending beyond re Legendary status, fully erging as true abilities worthy of the Third Realm itself.
Feeling exhilarated, Cain extended a single index finger, channeling the full strength of his upgraded Reaper Touch ability into it.
"CRACK!"
Instantly, the surrounding air trembled violently, space itself cracking and splintering around his fingertip. The dungeon walls were reinforced by countless seals and formidable restrictions—yet the re radiance of Cain’s empowered finger effortlessly fractured even these sturdy defenses, vividly illustrating the extent of his newfound destructive power.
Cain then turned his attention inward, curious about the newly enhanced Supercomputer Assistant. Its capabilities had also dramatically improved, allowing for flawless analysis of beings at the Third Realm level.
"Supercomputer Assistant, analyze !" Cain ntally commanded.
Within less than a heartbeat, the chanical yet familiar voice echoed clearly within Cain’s mind.
[Host Scan Complete.
Na: Cain Laurifer
Race: Neo-Demon
Cultivation: First Astral Black Hole Neo-Demon / Level 36 Divine Kingdom
...
Stats:
Strength: 3.7
Agility: 3.0
Vitality: 4.1
Energy Pool (Neo-Demon Aura): 1.5
Soul Force: 1.7
...
Oniric Truths:
Gluttony: 100%
Blood: 26%
Dominion: 19%
Destruction: 16%
Wrath: 14%
Hatred: 5%]
"Hahaha!"
Cain burst into hearty laughter, unable to contain his excitent at witnessing the astonishing growth of his physical capabilities. Even though his Primordial Body had previously benefited from the assistance of World Strength, it now paled in comparison to the raw might, agility, and sheer vitality of his fully evolved Neo-Demon Body.
"Now, finally, I possess the strength to march straight into that man’s domain and seize everything he holds dear," Cain thought, his eyes blazing fiercely with an intensity filled with raw brutality and murderous intent. The temperature around him dropped sharply, a testant to the depth of his killing intent.
Yet a mont later, Cain’s intense expression faded as his eyes returned to their normal calm. The Power of Order swiftly covered his intense emotions, hiding them perfectly behind a carefully maintained mask of serenity and absolute control.
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