CRUNCH...
A grueso chewing sound, one that set teeth on edge, rapidly echoed.
The Flower of Desire wildly unfurled its tendrils—pieced together from severed limbs—ensnaring the Sun at Ball. Its thick, fleshy petals, lined with fangs, strained to devour the entire atball.
But in the next mont, the atball squird, and a crimson eye erged. With just a blink, everything stalled. Ti began to flow in reverse, events retracing their original course!
A ti-elental aberration, Chu Yi vaguely guessed. Qin Zheng must have contracted an uncontrollable ti-elental Pet Beast, which led to an accident.
Even before entering this ti-elental Ecosystem Domain, he had sensed that Qin Zheng might have undergone a soul mutation. Unable to control the resulting corruption, it had backfired on him.
Moreover, Chu Yi stared at the blood-flesh sun, a gleam flashing in his pupils.
The core material for the next phase of the Clock Eye is now available. Becoming increasingly familiar with the causal law of the Divine Hand, always walking on the correct path, encountering this ti-elental opportunity was naturally a gift of fate.
He grasped the Soul-Calling Banner. Ancient characters appeared on its surface, crawling like centipedes—eerie and bizarre—flickering with a sinister purple glow.
Soul Capturing Spell!
BOOM!
The purple light transford into a cloud of hazy mist, enveloping the blood-flesh sun. The latter trembled slightly as a parasitic will was dragged out from it, its countless limbs struggling frantically.
And once again, the Flower of Desire pressed on, engaging in another tentacular battle, twisting and gnawing at each other.
No, that’s not right, Chu Yi thought. Qin Zheng must have discovered sothing; this sun must be hiding so secret.
As this thought erged in his mind, a series of obscure murmurs reached his ears—chaotic, overlapping, as if ancient whispers.
Although he had never heard them before, Chu Yi could understand their aning.
"The king resurrected from blood, the great Crimson Old God! Ignorance, stupidity, savagery... as the era fades, the king shall return!"
The chaotic murmurs emanated in unison from the surrounding eerie entities, all of which focused on Chu Yi simultaneously.
CRACK... CRACK...
The binding chains rattled as these grotesque beings fervently continued their praise, attempting to awaken a king of an ancient era.
"YELP!"
This eerie scene imdiately put Bika into a battle stance. Its six fox tails expanded, transforming into a dancing whirlwind. They coiled around six Crown Fla Mad Dragons, which then poured fierce fire towards the Sun at Ball in the sky.
The void shook.
The deep red hue of the coalesced bloodworms was ignited and scorched by the Crown Fla, setting the sky ablaze.
Upon witnessing this, Chu Yi imdiately spoke, invoking [Sothing from Nothing], "I discovered the problem here early on and launched a preemptive strike! I used a Titan Race fist technique to make the blood-flesh sun explode! I’m unhard and even obtained the core ti-elental material."
With these words, Divine Power was intensely consud, and a new rule was derived.
An image ford in Bika’s mind: a blood-flesh sun, parasitized by countless bizarre entities, being blown apart by its master’s punch, deep red gore splattering everywhere!
In Chu Yi’s hand, an eyeball the size of a waterlon, saturated with the Power of Ti, had also appeared.
Was obtaining the core material really this simple?
In just a mont, an ancient will uttered an incomprehensible language, "Reverse Flow!"
Ti began to reverse. Everything that had just happened quickly rewound along the exact sa path, back to when Chu Yi had not yet thrown a punch!
He proceeded uncontrollably, following the future that had already occurred. He perford the Titan Race fist technique, swinging a punch towards the blood-flesh sun. The scene froze at this mont.
Not good! This ti-elental aberration has mastered temporal reversal. It seems to be the perfect counter to my [Sothing from Nothing]!
BOOM!
A seemingly mighty punch lightly fell on the blood-flesh sun. Chu Yi quickly spoke, "I lied. The blood-flesh sun wasn’t blown up by one punch, but by two."
He rapidly threw a second punch. The entire blood-flesh sun occupying half the sky cracked with a thousand-ter-long fissure, displaying the constraining power of [Sothing from Nothing]’s rules!
Since it hadn’t exploded, violating the rule, it was punished by the rule.
After finishing the sequence, Chu Yi turned and left. The Flower of Desire seized the opportunity to attack, carving out chunks of cursed at from the blood-flesh sun and chewing on them.
Its essence was conceptual desire; it was entirely unafraid of the temporal corrosion inherent in these chunks of at.
Luckily, this Evil God’s will is woefully incomplete. I have sufficient ans to deal with it, Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and tentatively initiated an extraction.
[You are extracting a high-dinsional material]
A line of fragnted text erged.
[Current progress: 1%...]
Feasible!
"Wayward lamb... abandoned child of the new era..."
Sibilant whispers emanated from the writhing blood-flesh sun, echoing in Chu Yi’s mind.
This was the magnificent will, seeking to negotiate with Chu Yi.
It was probing the presence of this young man, emanating an irresistibly sweet aura, far surpassing that of Qin Zheng, that half-decayed old man.
"Fully embrace , beco a Crimson Servant, possess endless longevity, guard the Deep Red Realm..."
The voice held a bizarre temptation.
Even a Morning Star Beast Tar would be dazed for a long ti, their reason eroded until they beca its servant.
At this mont, Chu Yi’s gaze beca vacant and lifeless. As if his soul had departed, he walked forward in a daze, his expression numb.
CLICK!
The blood-flesh sun repelled the Flower of Desire and retreated to the Chaotic Burial Mound.
A seam split open in its bloated body. A crimson hue drifted out elegantly, like a king, amidst the reverence, worship, and awe of nurous bizarre phantoms.
The color gradually solidified, finally becoming a three-ter-tall shadow giant.
It possessed only half a head—a cross-section from the nose upward, lacking a cranium. A pair of large, spiraling antlers adorned it, and it wore a golden crown, symbolizing an emperor, the ruler of a nation.
Its chest, however, was covered in a dense array of vertical pupils, all casting sinister, malevolent, and hateful gazes outward.
Born from disorder and chaos, it detested intelligence and knowledge, seeking to drag the world back into the ignorance and barbarism of an ancient era.
"To beco... my eternal servant shall be your highest honor..."
The Crimson Old God raised a frenzied, shadowy hand. Countless bloody hues flowed from it as it drew near Chu Yi’s forehead.
Compared to the fading Qin Zheng, this young man of the new era possessed a profound allure, making him the most suitable vessel for its descent into this world.
"Co... beco this world’s first Crimson Guard!"
It emitted hoarse, clamorous sounds—incomprehensible, yet imbued with supre authority.
"As you command, great King of Deep Red!" Chu Yi dazedly stepped forward. His entire skin began to turn a deep red, and intense steam billowed from his body.
"Eat my backstab!"
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