Chu Yi raised the Short Spear, the deep red King's Spear. It was as if it had drunk blood, radiating a dazzling brilliance, and from it, a chaotic, twisted shadow flew out.
Suddenly, these flesh planets emitted painful howls. Deformed pieces of flesh sloughed off their surfaces, spirits burst, and Evil Spirits frantically fled.
This was the King's Spear, both the key to the treasury and the authority that governed their existence.
To prevent the dangers of the treasury, Chu Yi utilized Retrospect, splitting off a version of his state from three seconds prior, and began searching for treasures in this vast, deep red void.
The outcome was disappointing. The resources here had long been consumed by the Crimson Old Gods.
Meanwhile, breathing was slightly difficult. The air contained almost no oxygen; instead, deep red hues, condensed from blood worms, filled the entire world.
However, Chu Yi, at his current realm, could survive for a long time without breathing.
"YELP!"
