Chapter 2391: The death of the Scarlet King (IV)
"I need to return to them."
Cain clenched his teeth, his eyes burning with determination. Without wasting a single second, he returned to his cultivation.
The following days passed in a relentless blur. Cain used every moment of sanity he retained to focus on recovery, pouring everything he had into stabilizing his power and restoring his strength. Unfortunately, the older he became, the more frequently the curse acted. Each episode stole away his ability to reason, tearing his thoughts apart and leaving him wandering without purpose.
The only silver lining was that those periods granted his mind and soul a strange state of tranquility. After all, one could not worry about anything if there was nothing left in the mind to worry with.
Even so, the curse slowed his progress far more than expected.
Finally, on the sixth day, Cain succeeded.
His power surged back to its peak—his strength equal to, or perhaps even surpassing, what he had wielded during the battle with the Curse Eater. His aura stabilized, dense and terrifying, carrying the authority of a true Primordial.
Yet the Scarlet King’s appearance told a completely different story.
Just a week ago, Cain had been a young man in the prime of his life, his face flawless and his presence overwhelming. Now, he looked like a man in his eighties. Deep wrinkles marked his skin, his hair had turned gray, and the weight of time clung to his body.
"Luckily, old age hasn’t affected my battle power yet," Cain muttered, his voice rough. "But that will change soon."
Taking a deep breath, he gazed toward the dimension beyond the dome.
"It’s now or never."