Qin Chuan tossed the gray Source Crystal into his backpack.
The number in the backpack slot flickered.
Cang Hai crouched on the ground, staring blankly at the spot where Qin Chuan had just stored the item.
He still hadn't recovered from what had just happened.
The Corrupted True God that had run rampant through this restricted zone, killing everyone it encountered, hadn't even lasted through a single exchange before its Origin Essence had been forcibly drained dry.
Cang Hai had never seen—or even dared imagine—a death like that in all his thousands of years.
"Let's go." Qin Chuan kicked aside the crystal fragments on the ground. "Didn't you say there was a remnant image of a Half-Step Void True God inside? Let's go take a look."
Cang Hai shuddered and scrambled to his feet.
"We're really going?" His words came out in a stammer. "You did kill that one cleanly just now, but a Half-Step Void True God is different! That's an old monster who's already touched the threshold of a higher realm! Even if he's corrupted, his instincts remain. He kills without reason!"
Qin Chuan ignored him and walked straight toward the edge of the platform.
Cang Hai didn't dare stay behind alone. He hurried after him, carefully stepping along Qin Chuan's path.
The two of them threaded their way through the clusters of floating platforms.
The farther in they went, the stranger the surrounding environment became.
The tiles beneath their feet were sometimes solid crystal and sometimes churning mud.
Qin Chuan took a step forward, and the flow of time around him suddenly accelerated. The hem of his trench coat instantly showed signs of weathering.
He retreated half a step, and time completely reversed. The weathered area returned to its original state.
There was no pattern whatsoever.
"Don't