A gruesome 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 Meat Ball. Its thick, fleshy petals, lined with fangs, strained to devour the entire meatball.
But in the next moment, the meatball squirmed, and a crimson eye emerged. With just a blink, everything stalled. Time began to flow in reverse, events retracing their original course!
A time-elemental aberration, Chu Yi vaguely guessed. Qin Zheng must have contracted an uncontrollable time-elemental Pet Beast, which led to an accident.
Even before entering this time-elemental 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 time-elemental 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!
The purple light transformed 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 something; this sun must be hiding some secret.
As this thought emerged 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 meaning.
"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.
The binding chains rattled as these grotesque beings fervently continued their praise, attempting to awaken a king of an ancient era.
This eerie scene immediately put Bika into a battle stance. Its six fox tails expanded, transforming into a dancing whirlwind. They coiled around six Crown Flame Mad Dragons, which then poured fierce fire towards the Sun Meat Ball in the sky.
The deep red hue of the coalesced bloodworms was ignited and scorched by the Crown Flame, setting the sky ablaze.
Upon witnessing this, Chu Yi immediately spoke, invoking [Something 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 unharmed and even obtained the core time-elemental material."
With these words, Divine Power was intensely consumed, and a new rule was derived.
An image formed 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 watermelon, saturated with the Power of Time, had also appeared.
Was obtaining the core material really this simple?
In just a moment, an ancient will uttered an incomprehensible language, "Reverse Flow!"
Time began to reverse. Everything that had just happened quickly rewound along the exact same path, back to when Chu Yi had not yet thrown a punch!
He proceeded uncontrollably, following the future that had already occurred. He performed the Titan Race fist technique, swinging a punch towards the blood-flesh sun. The scene froze at this moment.
Not good! This time-elemental aberration has mastered temporal reversal. It seems to be the perfect counter to my [Something from Nothing]!
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-meter-long fissure, displaying the constraining power of [Something 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 meat 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 meat.
Luckily, this Evil God’s will is woefully incomplete. I have sufficient means to deal with it, Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and tentatively initiated an extraction.
[You are extracting a high-dimensional material]
A line of fragmented text emerged.
[Current progress: 1%...]
"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 me, become a Crimson Servant, possess endless longevity, guard the Deep Red Realm..."
The voice held a bizarre temptation.
Even a Morning Star Beast Tamer would be dazed for a long time, their reason eroded until they became its servant.
At this moment, Chu Yi’s gaze became vacant and lifeless. As if his soul had departed, he walked forward in a daze, his expression numb.
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 numerous bizarre phantoms.
The color gradually solidified, finally becoming a three-meter-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 become... 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.
"Come... become this world’s first Crimson Guard!"
It emitted hoarse, clamorous sounds—incomprehensible, yet imbued with supreme 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.